What a glorious couple of weeks.
I hit the road for Philadelphia (actually North Wales, PA) on the evening of Wednesday, July 6th, and drove all night, arriving at around 9:30 Thursday morning. After a short morning nap, I spent the next couple of days helping a friend prepare for her neice’s high-school graduation party, meeting and mingling with other members of her family, playing miniature golf and going go-karting with her nephew and one of his friends, and attending the aforementioned party.
I’m sure a feature film will be made to accompany the myriad novels which are sure to be penned about this riveting adventure.
On Sunday morning, I returned to the car and continued my trek to Lake Ahmic.
Screwed up early and ended up in Delaware.
After getting myself pointed north, I drove for the rest of the day and arrived at the Rouse Camp (Ulvik) at around 10:00 on the night of the 10th.
For some reason, the folks already at the camp (Cy, “T”, Taylor, Francis, and Gardner) were still eating, so I joined them for a snack (fondue – quite tasty) before hitting the sack. The first of several typically great Ulvik eats.
Between Sunday night and last Saturday morning, the weather in Magnetawan was nearly perfect (although EXTREMELY hot), and the lot of us (we were later joined by Doug and Shelly and Shelly’s dog Rosie) kept ourselves occupied with tennis, water sports, reading, cards, dominoes, camp projects (pronounced “PROH -jex”) and – of course – eating. Some of the meals that I remember:
Angelhair pasta with basil, garlic, and tomatoes – Francis and Tom
Lasagna – Shelly
Grilled chicken – Gardner and “T”
Roast pork loin – Tom and Doug
Cy and “T” will be heading back to the camp the last week of August (when Karl and Diane can make it), and – at least at this point – I’m cleared to take another vacation week and join them.
I got home LATE last Saturday night (despite the fact that I’d left EARLY Saturday morning), and I still haven’t made up for the lost sleep. Working while exhausted is sort of difficult, but I’ve got plenty to do, which is nice.
Have been roller-blading twice more since returning to Atlanta, and I’m actually getting rather decent at it.