...Or trying to. After two days at Sugarbottom, I said goodbye to friends and headed by a circuitous route to Lake MacBride where about 20 or so of the Midwest Glampers are gathering for the weekend. My site was a challenge but Betty and Ann were already here and helped me get parked. Friend Ginge joined me and we had a good supper of grilled salmon, fresh sweet corn and broccoli slaw while others arrived. However I had to earn my supper. Ginge talked me into an afternoon walk. I should know better because she walks a lot and I swear this was 16 miles. (She says not.) SO after a little evening visiting, I was ready for bed.
Friday dawned warm already and my sore knee and legs excused me from most strenuous activity including a hike to the dam. We watched some of the Glampers work on macrame chairs and prepared ourselves mentally for supper--a seven-Dutch oven spread. The offerings included beef roast, roasted chicken, two potato dishes, mixed garden veggies and apple cake.
This morning, three of us who missed the hike to the dam yesterday decided to get it in early. The spillway that joins Lake MacBride to the reservoir was lovely at that hour. Back in time for a shower and more cast-iron cooking: two breakfast casseroles. We did a little food prep for the potluck this evening and a little reading and napping. The heat has been relentless and although the heavy woods provide quite a bit of shade, they also block what breeze there is. Last night we got back to my camper to find the AC off--along with the outlets and microwave. An inspection of my power post (not easy because it is down a slope surrounded by poison ivy) revealed that the the post switch had slipped down. I turned it off and back on, only to have it do the same thing about twenty minutes later. This time Ginge held the flashlight while I used duct tape to keep the switch on. So far it's working, which is a good thing, because although I reported it, no one has come to work on it.
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