Plague 2021 #10 Summer
Jul. 24th, 2021 04:49 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
geowenchWell so much for that summer lull. We are once again deep in the red, only this time there are no mask or social distancing requirements, and everyone is running around like in the before times, sigh.
We did manage a quick little get away two weeks ago. We went to Lake Greeson in Arkansas for five days, which ended up only being four days. It's a five hour drive, so far enough to be gone, but not tooooo far. I found us a lovely cabin on the lake, but it was a weird location - not as isolated as we would have like, and yet no internet, which was weird. Our first day there was awesome; we went to a really lovely botanical garden near Hot Springs, and then had a late lunch at a brewery. Our second day we did a lot of driving just to look at a couple of mediocre rock shops. Our third day was supposed to be the highlight of the trip - we booked a kayak float. And the first hour of the four hour trip was just delightful. Then we capsized in some rapids. This was pretty frightening, I came up under the kayak, but kept my head and pushed my way out. We managed to not lose the backpack, got ourselves righted eventually, and set off again. Over the next three hours we capsized another two or three times plus had to get out and portage two or three times. We were EXHAUSTED and rather frightened, not to mention quite beat up by the time we finally finished (and his legs got pretty burned despite liberal application of 50 SPF). At least the ziplock bag I had thrown our phones and his wallet into stayed water tight despite multiple prolonged dunkings.
E took the whole thing harder than I did (he always does when these kinds of things happen), and I knew he hadn't really felt like he could take a week off, but had done it anyway to please me. So I told him that if he wanted to go back a day early, I'd be OK with that. I had planned more lake adventures the next day and knew he would NOT be up for that ... So he took me up on it and we came home a day early. He went into work on Friday, which he felt was necessary, and I stayed home and had a lovely day alone and then we had a nice relaxing weekend at home.
Certainly we won't be doing any more traveling this year, sigh. Although my long time bestie and I have a quick getaway planned for the first week in September - we rented an airbnb in Santa Fe, which is isolated enough that even if we're back in the thick of another COVID peak, we should be OK (we're both vaxxed, and as ex-nurses, pretty careful). No matter how bad things get, I don't think the US is going to go back into lockdown again. Because, obviously, money is more important than anything else ...
We did manage a quick little get away two weeks ago. We went to Lake Greeson in Arkansas for five days, which ended up only being four days. It's a five hour drive, so far enough to be gone, but not tooooo far. I found us a lovely cabin on the lake, but it was a weird location - not as isolated as we would have like, and yet no internet, which was weird. Our first day there was awesome; we went to a really lovely botanical garden near Hot Springs, and then had a late lunch at a brewery. Our second day we did a lot of driving just to look at a couple of mediocre rock shops. Our third day was supposed to be the highlight of the trip - we booked a kayak float. And the first hour of the four hour trip was just delightful. Then we capsized in some rapids. This was pretty frightening, I came up under the kayak, but kept my head and pushed my way out. We managed to not lose the backpack, got ourselves righted eventually, and set off again. Over the next three hours we capsized another two or three times plus had to get out and portage two or three times. We were EXHAUSTED and rather frightened, not to mention quite beat up by the time we finally finished (and his legs got pretty burned despite liberal application of 50 SPF). At least the ziplock bag I had thrown our phones and his wallet into stayed water tight despite multiple prolonged dunkings.
E took the whole thing harder than I did (he always does when these kinds of things happen), and I knew he hadn't really felt like he could take a week off, but had done it anyway to please me. So I told him that if he wanted to go back a day early, I'd be OK with that. I had planned more lake adventures the next day and knew he would NOT be up for that ... So he took me up on it and we came home a day early. He went into work on Friday, which he felt was necessary, and I stayed home and had a lovely day alone and then we had a nice relaxing weekend at home.
Certainly we won't be doing any more traveling this year, sigh. Although my long time bestie and I have a quick getaway planned for the first week in September - we rented an airbnb in Santa Fe, which is isolated enough that even if we're back in the thick of another COVID peak, we should be OK (we're both vaxxed, and as ex-nurses, pretty careful). No matter how bad things get, I don't think the US is going to go back into lockdown again. Because, obviously, money is more important than anything else ...
