The day started by crawling out of bed at a somewhat decent hour to join the Rev. Paul clan at the rifle range. As he noted, the gals did awesome, and Mel (and Dad!) are quite pleased with their new toys. :)
I didn't have a sling today, so played the knapsack game instead... Fred's "how you're screwing up" chart says I'm alternating between a couple variations of muscling the shot, but I'm still inside the 4MOA standard even with irons. Not awesome, but not ashamed of myself today at least. :)
More importantly, MEL BROUGHT HARVEY. (Or at least his Deerish Cousin SO COOL!!!)
., then off to OMG COFFEE. Wonderful chatting with the good Reverend's family. Thank y'all!
Afterwards I picked up my harp he'd been kind enough to hold for me while I was in Boston, then stopped by home to drop everything off. I played a little bit to get reaquainted, then off to the woods!
Most of my woodsy stuff is together now. I'm still minus some kind of moccassins and a few other bits and bobs, but once off the trails and deep in the woods I changed to deerskin leggins, a linen hunting shirt, and packed up for a few hours in the wild.
I was walking over some of the odd little hills when I ran across a very inquistive squirrel.
He just sat their chirping at me, and I was chirping back, when I start feeling this odd vibration from my knapsack... ahh!
It's Darling Travis calling!
There is something odd yet so incredibly cool about being able to sit in the woods surrounded by a whole lotta nothing, all done up like the old frontier days (mostly) ..... while talking with a guy on the other side of the continent.
Eventually we say our goodnights, and I get back to the woods for a while. The woods were chilly, but not bad. I'm liking the knapsack I just finished, though it throws everything off with my bedroll, which I'd taken to mostly wearing tump-style over my shoulders. The bulk of the pack makes the roll too tight, and if I loosen the cords it starts flopping about and getting in the way. Ah well.. I'll figure something out.
Eventually I get tired and pack it in. Call Mom and chat about gardens, wander the used book store a bit, then do the grocery run I've not done since I got back. *So* spoiled myself this time out. I don't claim to be anything like the
Blue cheese stuffed hamburger, green beans, mashed taters, and baked tomato with more blue cheese.
A little cleaning, a diary entry... and now prolly to finish Agricola and have a hot bath.
AWESOME day. This First World Living thing is pretty sweet. :)
Love y'all! I hope your Saturday was so good. :)