Last Monday I went to the Adirondacks to romp around in the woods with my recently graduated housemates plus a few other friends! My housemate Hannah, her family has a cabin on a 5,000 acre members-only property that's full of stocked lakes and ponds, pine-needle paths, dignified lean-tos, antique cabins and water craft.
Granted, I was only there two days but it was a darn good time. It's just fantastic to be around people you are completely comfortable with.. which bites, because 11 of 13 of them won't be around next fall. Alas, we all just need to keep moving to the next thing.
On the way to Kate's house where my parents were to pick me up, we had an absurd car accident. I won't let Kate, who was driving, take the blame for this-- it was equally my fault, because I was blabbing my head off, not paying attention to the GPS and being a terrible co-pilot. We took a right turn too hard and drove straight into the gas tank of a logger truck from Quebec that was, fortunately, stationary. And the miracle was, everyone was alright. We were kind of in shock, but minus a few bruises and whiplash, we didn't have any injuries. The front end of the car was totaled, but the logger was able to drive back up to Canada. Mind you, that made the afternoon a bit longer; we went to the nearest hospital that was 30 minutes away from the no-reception site of the accident, then my parents sped for two hours from my house to retrieve me (Kate's parents came from an hour away). I'm not sure if it was a miracle, but it certainly reaffirms how lucky I am to be alive.
And then the next day I was back to work, and from Thursday to Sunday, I clocked in 42 hours. I know I say this everytime, but I am exhausted... But happy to be alive!
We swam and had a cookout at a lean to the first night.
There were 15 of us causing ruckus in their beautiful Scotch-pine cabin, built in 1890!
There was plenty of lounging about, bacon cooking and snake wrangling. As in the giant garter snakes that kept appearing in their side room (the doorway with the antlers over it!).
The misty rain didn't stop us from going to the boathouse. I went rowing and fly fishing for the first time! Figuring out how to row really demonstrated how uncoordinated I am...
We had the two dogs in our boat, who kept shoving me off for the a seat haha. I was an unsuccessful fisher-lady, but my friend Kate snagged a brook trout on our way back in! We grilled that 17-incher up later that evening, with a delicious mustard seed spread :).
The pond was incredibly still after the rains, like a mirror. I understand why people never would never want to leave.
On the way to Kate's house where my parents were to pick me up, we had an absurd car accident. I won't let Kate, who was driving, take the blame for this-- it was equally my fault, because I was blabbing my head off, not paying attention to the GPS and being a terrible co-pilot. We took a right turn too hard and drove straight into the gas tank of a logger truck from Quebec that was, fortunately, stationary. And the miracle was, everyone was alright. We were kind of in shock, but minus a few bruises and whiplash, we didn't have any injuries. The front end of the car was totaled, but the logger was able to drive back up to Canada. Mind you, that made the afternoon a bit longer; we went to the nearest hospital that was 30 minutes away from the no-reception site of the accident, then my parents sped for two hours from my house to retrieve me (Kate's parents came from an hour away). I'm not sure if it was a miracle, but it certainly reaffirms how lucky I am to be alive.
And then the next day I was back to work, and from Thursday to Sunday, I clocked in 42 hours. I know I say this everytime, but I am exhausted... But happy to be alive!
Listening: "Stuck in the Middle With You" by Stealers Wheel
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