Washington DC has had record high temperatures. It has been over 100 degrees in the heat of the afternoon, so I have pretty much stayed in the cool of my daughter's house.
This portion of my trip has been a far cry from the rest. I have spent two days behaving like a couch potato, watching TV, eating junk food, reading magazines, playing with Sammy, the cat, and generally doing nothing of consequence. I read that pleasure is not in having nothing to do, but in having lots to do and not doing it. The last two days have been very pleasurable.
But let me back up a minute, before coming here, there were a few more days on the river. We spent a night at the Kingston marina.
Kingston, Canada was one of those places where I instantly felt comfortable. I liked the place. Nice marina, good restaurants, bagpipes playing, fountains dancing, and a farmer's market. We took a little tour of city hall where a nice lady volunteer with a Scottish brogue told us about the historic building and how where there is now a lobby there was once a place for horses and carriages to pass through the middle of city hall.
We walked some side streets and mused about living in one of the old colonial brick homes with tiny yards and lots of old world character.
Our last day on the river was keeping with an eventful theme. We anchored out in a small cove under blue skies intending to relax and spend the night. We swam and ate lunch and THEN.......the sky changed, a slight wind picked up, a few drops of rain and, before you could say "Oh MY God!" we were caught in a raging wind with rain and hail enough to block out everythingin sight except the fast approaching granite rock wall on the shore. Our anchor didn't hold. There was nothing to be done but hang on and cringe when the "crunch" came. Five minutes of fright! A banged prop. Rather than stay the night, we headed home where the electric was out and a few tree limbs downed. It was not the best way to end our three day tour. However we were fine and it's nothing a bit of time and money can't fix.
Back in Clayton it was soon time to pack up, say good-bye to the friends, both human and otherwise, and head south.
I am not yet halfway home, here in DC. I will take the last two thirds of the trip back starting tomorrow morning. It has been a darn good trip.
May you all enjoy your summer as much as I have.
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This portion of my trip has been a far cry from the rest. I have spent two days behaving like a couch potato, watching TV, eating junk food, reading magazines, playing with Sammy, the cat, and generally doing nothing of consequence. I read that pleasure is not in having nothing to do, but in having lots to do and not doing it. The last two days have been very pleasurable.
But let me back up a minute, before coming here, there were a few more days on the river. We spent a night at the Kingston marina.
Kingston, Canada was one of those places where I instantly felt comfortable. I liked the place. Nice marina, good restaurants, bagpipes playing, fountains dancing, and a farmer's market. We took a little tour of city hall where a nice lady volunteer with a Scottish brogue told us about the historic building and how where there is now a lobby there was once a place for horses and carriages to pass through the middle of city hall.
We walked some side streets and mused about living in one of the old colonial brick homes with tiny yards and lots of old world character.
Our last day on the river was keeping with an eventful theme. We anchored out in a small cove under blue skies intending to relax and spend the night. We swam and ate lunch and THEN.......the sky changed, a slight wind picked up, a few drops of rain and, before you could say "Oh MY God!" we were caught in a raging wind with rain and hail enough to block out everythingin sight except the fast approaching granite rock wall on the shore. Our anchor didn't hold. There was nothing to be done but hang on and cringe when the "crunch" came. Five minutes of fright! A banged prop. Rather than stay the night, we headed home where the electric was out and a few tree limbs downed. It was not the best way to end our three day tour. However we were fine and it's nothing a bit of time and money can't fix.
Back in Clayton it was soon time to pack up, say good-bye to the friends, both human and otherwise, and head south.
I am not yet halfway home, here in DC. I will take the last two thirds of the trip back starting tomorrow morning. It has been a darn good trip.
May you all enjoy your summer as much as I have.
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WE MISS YA ALREADY ! mike,suzi & bizbee
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