Weekly High: 75.4
Low: 36.9
Wind Gust High: 5.6
Humidity: 32% - 87%
Rain: .21 inches
RICH'S NEW FROM CAMP WEBEGONE
So Friday it rains, and I -
in my great wisdom - decide to put up a tarp, which is a fascinating
project of trees, ropes, stakes and angles. Enthralled by my
ingenuity, I ignore that the rain is soaking through my long-ago
ineffective raincoat and the two shirts and a t-shirt underneath. Hours later I
note how I feel chilled and finally get into dry clothes. Still in
the “we be campers with a closet" idea, I do not turn on the
heat until Cheryl is shivering and I put on the generator for the
first time since we arrived. I spend the rest of my time trying to
dry my shirts over the fire and finally trudge to bed.
Well Tuesday,
already on the edge of a bad cold, we head to Medford for our Marathon
(we've got to figure a better way) shopping trip. Interspersed with a
laundry load and a great visit with Mike and Diana (my brother and sis
in law), we find ourselves just before closing at 7:45pm eating our
Caesar Salad at Costco (actually a good dinner). We arrive home late,
put away essentials, and the cold begins. Not the temperature, the other kind.
Since that Tuesday a
week ago, I have been fighting and losing a chest cold, and yesterday
we drove to Shady Cove where we found a great Nurse Practitioner who
diagnosed Bronchitis. And I am now on the mend. Now I'm able to write this,
which I could not have done yesterday..... An informative look at my
vulnerability and capacity for bad judgment.
And coughing in amongst
the trees and somehow both lamenting and celebrating that this is a
cool place to be sick. But also a cool place and thence comes the
trailer as infirmary. We have slept in the trailer every night and
will until the cold exit (Cheryl is now fighting hers - we hope more
successfully than I). We now are running the generator every night
(luckily out of ear shot of other campers), and being low on energy
have now watched 10 of 12 episodes of Garrows Law. It has been a
real introduction to Trailer life, which has the advantage of heat
control and easy access to essentials, like water and peeing. We look
with anticipation toward returning to the tent and fires and waking
to sunrise, but we now greatly appreciate the upside of having a trailer along for the ride.
In Sickness
and in Health,
Rich
CHERYL'S NEWS FROM CAMP WEBEGONE
One day as
princess Cheryl sat in her sanctuary, a frog approached. The frog
told princess Cheryl that if she she kissed the frog, he would turn
into a handsome prince. Princess Cheryl, greatly daring, kissed the frog. And lo, the frog was
transformed into Prince Rich Charming. Prince Rich and Princess
Cheryl lived happily in Camp Webegone...until Prince Rich Charming
became ill. At that point he was transformed into a toad.
. . .
This
may sound a bit harsh, but prince Rich Charming thought it was
hilarious.
Cheryl
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