And you know what? That suits me just fine.
Friday we left pretty much as soon as he got out of summer camp. We'd spent the earlier part of the week planning and packing, and had pretty much everything nailed down. We had four meals (dinner Friday, B/L/D Saturday, and breakfast Sunday was a stop at Dunkin Donuts on the way home) all planned; we had entertainment (mountain bikes for trails, a football for tossing. and a deck of cards); and we had shelter - at the last minute, I grabbed our EZ-Up canopy because they had been predicting rain.
As it turns out, the canopy wasn't needed; even the minimal amount of rain forecast never materialized. Instead, we had two beautiful nights and one beautiful day in which to enjoy the great outdoors. We learned a few lessons this weekend:
- We can teach each other card games - he taught me "Trash", I taught him Rummy.
- Ol' Dad can still throw a pretty mean football.
- Kayaking is pretty darn strenuous work.
- Yes, using propane-powered Coleman lantern and stove is cheating, but it sure is easier!
- When you're two guys out in the woods, 2AM bathroom calls are pretty easy.
- Tents hold in farts remarkably well.
- The cap on the Dodge was a stroke of genius.
- Two humans of the male persuasion create a LOT of gas.
- My son is growing up, but he's not so old that he can't still say "I love you Dad".
Hearing that and "best weekend ever" were pretty much the highlight of my month...
That is all.
