Back from a fun weekend of camping with the hash at Lake Hartwell. We had the best camping weather that I ever experienced, which along with drinking copious amounts beer, helped me sleep like a baby.
I was shocked to see that one of the mainstays of my trips to Hartwell, Dad’s gas station and Stuckey’s-like store right off of the last export before reaching the South Carolina border, has gone out of business. I have used that as a landmark for nearly twenty years, and contemplated stopping to buy extra beer on this journey.
Saturday’s hash was a good time made better by the fact that I didn’t hurt myself nor was I left behind at the end this year. Woot!
The only negative of my weekend was that the damn postal service did not honor my mail hold, so I arrived home to find my mailbox full of mail, and its door hanging open. Assholes.
More positively when I arrived at home, my neighbor’s cat was sitting in my yard and for the first time ever did not run away as I walked near her.
I also had to unpack my tent when I arrived home because I realized that, like an idiot, I left my eyeglasses in it when I packed it. Fortunately it was sunny so I could wear my sunglasses driving home. More fortunately I did not damage the eyeglasses as I rolled and packed the tent in Hartwell.
Oh, and the City finally picked up the yard waste that has been sitting on my curb for two months. I wish I had brought the half-filled bag that is sitting in my carport out to the curb. I didn’t do so because I thought it was pointless.
Today I will be getting out to WLF for some maintenance. With the arrival of Fall the weather has Takenaka turn toward cooler temperatures, so I need to assess what is out there and take action.
Tonight’s hash is supposedly near my house, not as near as Brownwood Park, but near enough for me to attend. Further, I brought home some supplies for Sanitary Not that I need to bring to her tonight as well. So, look as as if I will be hashing again…
I hope that you had a great weekend.