Time change or not, with the wonderful weekend weather we were treated to, how could anyone not find something enjoyable to do outside?
We loaded the kayaks, a fine bottle of 2005 Bogle Phantom red wine, my favorite 12 year old Balvenie Doublewood Single Malt Scotch Whiskey, plus a few beers, and clothes for weather that would range from frosty at night to almost 80 degrees in the afternoon, and headed for the hills.
Yes, our provisions were heavy to the adult beverage category, but if I learned nothing else from spending my formative years in the Boy Scouts, it is “Be Prepared.”
The liquid refreshments serve multiple duties of: relaxation enhancement (until you become so relaxed it puts you to sleep), pain reduction (after those hours of kayaking), warming agent (should the layers of clothing prove insufficient), and in a pinch, a fire starter (but, please…not the Scotch).
Clear, cold water along the shore of Lake Almanor, Plumas County
Hopefully, by tomorrow I will have put the toys away, unpacked the dirty laundry, hauled out the empties and put a few more words to paper.
Until then, the pictures herein will have to suffice.
The picture above serves as the requisite beautiful nature scene and the one below just hints of a tall tale just around the corner of a new acquaintance, who apparently makes the women swoon, the men jealous, and the tiny forest creatures nervous.
