Saturday, March 31, 2018

Millwood Lake

It's obvious that it has rained plentifully recently. The water in the lake is high and murky. The shoreline is rough with the trees under water at the water's edge. The two hiking trails are nothing but long puddles in some spots. We managed to hike the 1.5 mile loop, but most of the start of the 4 mile trail was impassable and we gave up - it's probably just fine right after where we gave up.

Macy is on her blanket at my feet beside the picnic table where I type. Anne has gone to the shower house where I just received a luke-warm shower. The plus side is that the bathrooms are spotless and spacious and little used in this day of fully equipped RVs.

The crows squeak like dog toys as they fly from tree to tree on this sunshiny spring day. A cool breeze blow-dries my hair. When the breeze stops, the full 77 degrees can be felt watming my back through my blue shirt.

I could sit here and write about the sights and sounds all day, which is good because there is not much else to do here. We thought there were some nearby breweries, but I was fooled by my searches of "near Ashdown" that pulled up things an hour or two away. I am certainly happy to sit around camp and relax, but we are doing people. We like to actively do things. It's hard to settle down in a place for three days of nearly nothing. The trees and sky, bird songs and campfire smells are enough to make me happy. Just be. Just relax. We will be in busy places soon enough.

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