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Of Dark Clouds and Silver Linings

Bad weather is more unnerving when you live in a tin can.  I used to love extreme weather.  Now it is borderline terrifying.  The swaying trees seem closer and creak more loudly.  The house rocks with a strong enough gust and the rain pounds on the roof like a drum.  It all feels a bit more precarious, probably because it is.  This will take a bit of getting used to.

But by morning, the storms moved on and took the fog that enveloped Narragansett with them.  A beautiful summer day followed in their wake.  All-in all, we survived the ordeal no worse for wear . . .  a little sun burn aside.

Just an another day at the beach - Scarborough Beach, RI

Into the mist

Both a change of scenery and a change of seasons awaited us at the end of our latest move.  With the warm spring sun of Connecticut in our rear-view mirror, we entered the crisp, cool, misty cloud that currently shrouds Narragansett.  The dense fog gives the whole place a very ‘autumn in New England’ vibe, which we absolutely love.  Rarely do we enjoy walking on the beach so much as when a storm kicks up the surf and cool temperatures empty it of other visitors.  We have the whole place to ourselves.  It looks like we arrived at just the right time.

Salty Brine Beach

Point Judith Light House

The Morning Commute is Such a Drag

Shannon hard at work in the office, Countryside Campground, CT

Ordinary, Extraordinary

I’ve never been here before, and it feels a little like an adventure.  Not an “Adventure”, with a capital ‘A’, like an Indiana Jones escapade or even a gorilla trek in Gabon (on the to-do list, btw).  But a small adventure of exploring something unfamiliar.

And it’s not at all about the destination.  There isn’t anything at all “touristy” about this area and no reason why a traveler would venture here, except out of necessity.  And indeed, I’m here on a perfectly ordinary errand; to pick-up Shannon at the New London, CT, train station.  But it is that juxtaposition between the ordinary and the unfamiliar that has me excited.  Every day now is a kind of adventure; an exploration of the unknown.

I wonder if it is possible for the unfamiliar to become routine.  I hope not, this is too much fun.

Happy Birthday to Me

For my 39th birthday we undertook the first hike of our new life.   This hike, a fairly simple one, is to Kaaterskill Falls, a two drop waterfall in the eastern Catskill mountains of New York.

The hardest part is getting to the trail head, which requires braving oncoming traffic, along winding roads with no shoulder . . .

And navigating the wreckage from over-night storms . . .

But after a short hike, we arrived at the deserted waterfall (one of the benefits of being able to get here during the middle of a work day) and set up a nice picnic on a flat rock overlooking the falls and the pool of water beneath.  Happy Birthday to me!