We headed to the cabin Thursday evening for a weekend of relaxation and nature. And walking to the outhouse in the middle of the night hoping to not be attacked by a bear. Or a Sasquatch. And searching for ticks, still feeling them crawling all over even after you’ve checked a million times. You know, fun, relaxing nature stuff.
But, no. Really. It was good and relaxing and fun. There were lots of games by gas light (Qwirkle, Sequence, and learning both chess – me – and cribbage – both of us), and a day trip to Wisconsin Dells for mini golf, pizza, and a quest to find wizards. (There is this place called WizardQuest that my friends recommended. Basically, you’re on a quest to find wizards. Really. It’s true. There are different realms and tunnels and slides and secret doors. We started on level medium and then asked to be downgraded to easy. Those wizards are tricky!) We hiked to the fire tower in the forest across from the cabin (We took the super steep route, I might add. I have a deep cut on my hand to prove it.), searching for geocaches along the way. We went down the road to the local supper club for dinner one night, and perfected the art of camp coffee at the cabin. Then, on a beautiful sunny afternoon, we dragged comfy, reclining chairs from the cabin onto the deck to nap (Dave) and quilt (me).
We saw no bears but the ticks were real. We had really hoped that it was early enough in the season so ticks would not be a nuisance but no luck there. I bet we pulled six or so off our persons after our morning of hiking through the woods. That prompted (well, that creepy crawly tick feeling and also being in the woods with no plumbing/showers) ‘dish tub baths’ on the deck to be sure all the ticks were gone. *shudder* (It also felt pretty good to have clean hair after a few days of not washing.)
It was good to get away bit, as is usually the case, it’s good to get home too. It was delightful to shower and launder the quarantined tick clothing. For good measure, I took tomorrow off of work too. Because of that, this little spring vacation will also include quality time with my sewing machine, and perhaps some garden seed starting. And no more ticks.
Below are a few photos from cabin time entitled: “morning cabin coffee time,” “a nerdy chess instructor,” “fetching a geocache high in a tree,” “fire tower graffiti from the past,” “the view from the ridge,” and “this is me sitting on a recliner in the sunshine relaxing the afternoon away.”
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