We had planned a four-day camping trip this last week, but temps were down to 31 degrees at night. We canceled. Instead, we devised a way to enjoy the canoeing, the brauts and beans over the fire, ending the day in our own warm bed at home.
We paddled into Oyster Bay and portaged a return on Mud Bay, which had drained. George failed to check the tide-schedule, so he had the opportunity to learn how to push a canoe a half mile back to our put-in point.At the front, I paddled our canoe as far upstream as currant allowed.
Then I walked along the beach, pulling my garden boots out of the mud as I walked and using canoe paddles to test the density of the mud.
These mud flats are slippery and deep, like sinking into a peat bog. Suction holds boots down. George would not have made it, if it had not been for the canoe, which he leaned on for support while pushing it across the mud.
We drove to Isabella State Park for afternoon coffee, then on to Twanoh State Park on the Hood Canal for 'bratwurst on a bun' over the fire, with all the condiments and saurkraut, pork and beans. Got home about 9:00, just as stars were popping out in the sky. I threw my outer wear - pants used to protect my slacks - into the washing machine, and we hosed chunks of mud off our boots. We were covered in mud - one of the best signs of adventure!I've finished digging and tilling all the berms in the garden - not an easy job. Then we hauled in manure and straw. Seeding can begin - turnips, rutabaga, parsnip, beets, peas, broccoli-raab, purple sprouting broccoli, chard, daikon radish, carrots.
Now it is all a matter of sunshine and rain.
