Sunday, May 23, 2021

Mammoth Carries Children

 April 6-8, 2021
                                                            
                                                             I have found out that there ain't no surer way
                                                             to find out whether you like people or hate them
                                                             than to travel with them.
                                                               - Mark Twain, Tom Sawyer Abroad

This next trip went completely undocumented. Our brains were pre-occupied, not to mention our hands, legs and whole bodies. We'd agreed to babysit Edward's two boys while he was in the field. Twelve days of it.

So here is what I remember of those lost days, and it's very little.



On Tuesday, April 6 we traveled to Cedar Ridge. Edward brought the kids and spent the night with us. And on Wednesday morning, he left and we packed up to travel.









 

Double Lake Campground April 6-8 leaving 9th, Site 060


Double Lake Campground was lovely. There's a walking path all around the lake, and right by water's edge I saw a little bird that I think was a Sora. I'll never know, of course. I took the binoculars and camera on the trip, but never took either out of the bag for the duration.


The lake seemed very small and not a 'boat' destination--that's if we ever get the boat out of storage and on the water again--but still a great bird-watching spot. For canoeing it would be supreme.



We took the boys on several walks around the lake. The biggest hit was when I had them along and I found a big tree that was mostly on the ground but on an unlevel slope of it. When I pushed on the log, it bounced.


Fun stuff--bouncy log. They couldn't get enough of it but I soon tired and wanted to walk onward. It was too chilly to swim in the lake so we mostly just did a lot of walking. And a little running--that was fun.


 

 

I did get in a nice long jog on the trail with Molly while the boys were napping. The trail was apparently laid down as a thin, narrow slab of asphalt, Just the right width for jogging. But it was pretty old and the asphalt had buckled and heaved. It was even more unlevel than a dirt path would have been.

 

But it made for a great jog! That was the best part of the two days.


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