What a beautiful week this has been!
We received a fair amount of rain and the temps have cooled right down. It makes night time darn right pleasant!!
It turned extremely windy today which made for some great sailing weather for Dan and I...and we don't even own a boat...nor were we near any water!
I guess I should say it was more like parasailing. It was such an adventure but my legs were weak and my arms were pretty fatigued by the time my adventure was over. Dan was having quite a time himself, just trying to hold the line and straps in place. I wish you could have joined us. I wish someone had taken pictures.
I had no idea an activity like this could be so strenuous and probably burned a lot of calories in the process. Too bad we didn't even get off the ground, although I came pretty darn close to it. I was awfully close to being in flight a couple of times, but I took my stance and braced myself so I wouldn't go careening across the campground HANGING ON TO A HUGE TENT THAT HAD BLOWN HALF WAY ACROSS THE CAMPGROUND AND WAS GETTING READ TO HEAD DOWN M-123.
I truly didn't know that a large tent could hold so much air inside of it. But when it is toppled over and over and you can't even tell which side is the top side or get a hold of something solid, it makes for an adventure!!!
Dan noticed one large tent taking off from the group site (everyone on that site was gone for the day) and by the time I managed to get out to assist, he was doing his best to drag it back. Even with two of us pulling that parachute of a tent back to the site AGAINST 30 MPH WINDS, it was all we could do to get it there.
We finally got it turned over the right way and I was trying to hold it in place while Dan found tent stakes to stake it back out. I left a couple of furrows out there where I had planted my feet and began being dragged across the camp site.
No sooner had we got that one staked in place (the best we could) and the other large tent took off like a ruptured duck. And tarps flying willy nilly. By this time I had people parked in the driveway waiting for me in the lobby to get checked in.
We managed to corral the other tent before it got too far. We decided to wrap it around a tree since we
didn't know where the stakes were. Dan chased down the tarps (yes, Max,
they were BLUE!!) and stuck them in the pavilion.
In the process, we had developed quite a crowd of onlookers, which we hadn't
realized until the sky was blue with a few $^*% tent! And
"where's the %78#U% stakes!!?"
And people started laughing. At
least no one seemed to be offended!
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