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"There's nothing in the World quite like messin'...simply messin'...Just messin' around with Boats."
--Wind in the Willows
Was it Mole or Badger said that? Maybe Ratty? I knew I'd regret giving away all my books.
Anyway, I discovered today that somewhere along the highway I lost the cover off my Kayak. Nothing blew out, but of course it was full of water. Nobody around here sells the things, so I'll be bailing for a while, even if I don't get out on the lake.
Went to Wind Cave today. 104 miles of cave beneath 1 square mile of surface area, or so they tell me. I saw an hour's worth of it, and the best part was the 51 degree respite. My core temp is still too high from a summer in Texas.
In other words, the tourists can take their snapshots till the cows go home.
And Now, Folks, I wish to announce the End of the Quest. I found my SNOW! Real snow, not hail. I was coming south from Sylvan Lake on Hwy 89 when it first appeared in the ditches. Within a mile it covered the road, drifting 6-8 inches deep. I wasn't lucky enough to catch it falling, but there it was.
I pulled over in someone's driveway. I made a snowball and threw it at a fencepost. I cavorted. I did a little dance. With the slightest encouragement I would have made a little snowman, but there was none to be had, and passing drivers looked at me like I was a lunatic.
So I got back in the truck and rolled stately through the snow. The glistening vapor rising from it hid much of the road ahead for about 3 miles, and then it was gone.
But as it happened my luck held. Somehow I got back to the trailer, fell into bed, and slept as sound as Julius Caesar.
At 7 am Sunday morning, it was 47 degrees. Better and better.
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