Never while anything is left of me shall this camp be forgotten. It has fairly grown into me, not merely as memory pictures, but as part and parcel of mind and body alike. -John Muir

Thursday, June 2, 2011

thursday smursday.

In regards to Memorial weekend..."move em in, move em out.", as M would say. We had M's parents up from Thursday through Sunday. Little sister and her honey from Friday through Sunday. Two friends from back home from late night Saturday through Sunday afternoon. S's mom and honey from Sunday through Monday. And we had a our annual cookout on Saturday with the neighbors, local family and most of our weekend-campers. Shew. Monday morning we were both looking at each other with sleepy eyes and sunburns, begging for another hour of sleep and an evening of relaxation. I just finally got the camper vacuumed and mopped yesterday afternoon and emptied out all of the leftovers in the fridge. Back to normal for a bit.

Our owl friends have moved up into the trees on the creekside and besides this morning we haven't heard them even calling. But they're still there, I'm sure of it.

We do however think we heard the mythical Sasquatch (Wild man, Yeti, Meh-Teh, Kikomba); Big Foot. M was woken at around 4am Wednesday morning to a strange kak-kak-kak sound coming from near the bridge at the corner of the property...I even woke up after hearing a loud WooOP WooOP. This repeated many times very loudly, much like someone standing in the yard with a megaphone. The only way we can think to describe the WooOP sound is like the obnoxious Jakovasaurus from South Park. Strange but true. Wonder what kind of wild animal it actually was....? Even stranger was that the little forest creatures such as crickets and other night-musicians were silenced during these calls. Were they hiding?

until next time,

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