ARE WE THERE YET?!?
Hot Dawgs Fetch 'n' Swim in the Nooksack River!
We settled in at Leah and John's (classic, woodsy) cabin, where, by design and good fortune, no WiFi waves mingled with the coffee vapours.
On Saturday we did something I haven't done in far too long: a hike that involves serious climbing. OK, not the kind of climbing that requires baffling bits of equipment that hardcore outdoorsy types purchase at MEC — I mean the kind that's like going up 300 flights of stairs.
The trail we took was the "Skyline Divide" — elevation gain 457 m/1500 feet, 7.2 km/4.5 miles round trip. (The view below looks flat, but that's because we're finally nearing the mountain ridge. I was working too hard in the earlier part to think about taking pictures!)
The biggest walk Freddie and I have ever done together!
We figured out it's been more than 15 years since Leah and I last went on a getaway together. Three solid days with my best friend of ~35 years ... just what the Dogter ordered!
The hills are aliiiiive!!!
(Note the unimpressed position of Freddie's tail and ears!)
Almost at the ridge ...
Just a few more meters, Freddie ...
Et voilà! Mount Baker!
Grassy expanses for young dawgs to roam free ...
A Change in Perspective
I'd like to go away for three weeks or so sans dawg (shh ... don't tell Freddie). Maybe somewhere I've been before — Italy, Istanbul, Indochina, Île d'Orléans ... Or somewhere I've never been — Inuvik, Iran, Ireland, Israel ...
I'd like to deepen my understanding of the Earth and the Universe, of people and animals.
I'd like to do something helpful for any of the above through my words or actions.
I'd like to figure out how the buttons on my camera work.
We spent most of Sunday close to the cabin and took a couple of long walks on spectacular river trails.
The photos don't do justice.
Maybe if I knew how to operate all the buttons on my camera?
Or maybe not.
I was excited to find the very one I wanted (which Leah has, in button form, pinned in her car): "Drink coffee! Do stupid things faster with more energy!"
I suspect the town of Glacier is a bit more lively in winter. (And here's something else I want to do more of: x-country skiing!)
In the meantime, I have a partly finished novel manuscript that I don't intend to abandon. The 3-month teaching marathon is done (already!), and after a little bit more therapeutic R&R I shall be getting back to it.
On that note, let the movie of my life dissolve to the next scene,
accompanied by Jimmy Buffett, hip with his hearing aid,