“It’s not hot, it’s *frickin’* hot!”
So said my cousin Jane when she was up here back in June and we returned from our Pictured Rocks kayak trip. Today was another one of those days. After a quick paddle over into Mosquito Bay, I actually made progress on some constructive projects this morning, a little web work and sweeping the beach out of the cabin — again. This afternoon I hit the beach again and:
- Walked.
- Hung out with the Piedmont/McNaughton women.
- Kayaked around the island (disturbing seagulls) and over to the Birch Pt. range light (osprey nest) and back.
- Found a deadhead, powerboats beware.
- Read a bunch of Reading Lolita in Tehran.
- Hung around with Radical Betty.
- Watched a young McNaughton kid learn to water ski.
- Swam a whole bunch of times.
- Got my 15 minutes a day of sun for about the whole summer.
- Beers to the bears party on Bugs and Horsey’s back deck, too hot on the beach.
That is all. Is that enough? Wish y’all were here.
July 25th, 2006 at 9:11 pm
enough to make me incredibly-embarrassingly-ridiculously-[add addtional adjectives here] ENVIOUS
hug the sunset for me, eh?
July 25th, 2006 at 9:36 pm
Wish we were there too.
Seattle finally cooled down to under 80. May we all sleep tonight.
I dream of being there soon, even if it is a year away.
Jay et al