Back to Sharbot Lake, on the primo site we had last time we were here. Only goes to prove that a little planning can sure help in snagging a great site. Now that September is upon us, the finality of our short camping season has descended upon us. Knowing that this is one of the last times out, our trips become less of an adventure, and more of just getting out there...to soak up the last of the fresh air and natural surroundings.
Picked Dale up once again from work, as at this point in the season, the rapidly falling sun plays a big factor in arriving and setting up before dark. No problem though, as we were well set up before the light disappeared, even enjoying a cold beverage while watching the sunset. Temps are now dropping in the evening, which is a welcome change from the scorching summer we have had. Makes for a great sleep. There was a fabulous full moon this evening, some were saying it was a super moon, but I'm not so sure about that. It was not a harvest moon either, lacking that distinctive low in the sky deep yellow glow appearance. Surprising the amount of light a moon can reflect, almost turning night into day. Of course, the view from inside the Alto, as you tuck yourself under the covers, is pretty special.
Saturday
Sun beaming in through the windows this morning, always a very pleasant way to start the day. This will be short lived though, as the weather radar is showing a nasty looking band of precipitation rolling in from the west. Perhaps a few hours before it arrives, so the coffee was on quickly, one must have their priorities!
Dale tossed out the idea of a quick swim (float), and why not? The temp was around 70 degrees and not knowing whether it will be our last chance for a swim this season, in we went. The water felt warmer than the air, and it was super refreshing. The sun was shining and we floated for quite a while. It felt wonderful...what a great way to start the day.
We were able to get in a good walk around the park before the first rain drops started to fall. Then they really started to come down. It quickly became a curl up and read sort of day...with a nice nap thrown in for good measure. It really does not matter the weather, we are quite happy and comfortable inside, regardless of what is going on outside. Once again, those big windows make you feel like you are not missing out being indoors.
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| it was a very steep hill...Dale's whinometer was off the scale on the walk up |
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| I spy with my little eye... |
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| amazing how these pines thrive and survive |
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| fall is just around the corner |
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| never seen one of these before. a google search revealed that it all folds up into the space between those two red triangles. these are from an 80's vintage |
A simple burger and chips dinner rounded out the day, a few tunes filled the Alto during the evening, and that wrapped it up. This weekend has been all about the 'chill'.
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| simple... |
Sunday
Pounded down the rain overnight. Really pounded. It would let up a bit, then come down hard again. I woke a few times, had a look out the window, and only saw a sheet of rain, vaguely illuminated by what was earlier a bright full moon. It was really quite the storm. By morning the rain had past, leaving behind a soppy mess. The rain had hit the ground so hard that there was sand and dirt up the side of the Alto. We were glad that we knew it was coming, so we had thrown a lot of our gear into the back of the Santa Fe.
We spent the morning relaxing, then slowly packing up. Dale got in a quick power walk, while I continued to rinse stuff off in the lake. Dale had a nice visit with a retired couple down the way from us, 'salt of the earth' nice people as she described them when she returned. Always great meeting and chatting in campgrounds, lots of nice people out there. We pulled out a short time later, the end of a truly relaxing weekend, even if the storm did try to add a little excitement.
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