Well, another season comes to a close. It is always sad, but at the same time, relaxing. This has been a lousy summer, it rained 90% of June and then it was intermittent throughout the rest of the months and we had pretty much only one heat wave this entire summer (90+ degree weather for 3 days in a row...). Me and Dave's tent got wet at some point and we never had a chance to dry it out (another one of the drawbacks to living in a condo) so it got moldy. The good thing about that is we do not quite look like noobs at this (dirty tent). We just look like dopes who put their wet canvas away and never dried it out properly.
Okay, so on the schedule we have a Veteran's Day but that is so frickin' freezing, I do not know if I am going to be able to bring myself to go to that. All except one event this summer has been in Maine. Not that I am complaining, I love going up there and the events are always oodles of fun (Ft. Knox), but let's face it, the farther north you go, the colder it is. When Me and Dave went to Chase Farm in September I was packing extra clothes, long johns, coats, blankets, etc. On Saturday night I was sleeping in just my long-johns and pj's. I thought to myself, 'you dope, of course you do not need all this, you went SOUTH for a change.' Granted it was not that hot, (70 maybe), but it was probably the warmest night I have spent out this summer. I think our nights this summer have been on average in the 60 degree range.
Well, another season behind us and once again me and Dave suffer from post-encampment depression. We like to reminisce, but we always miss the people.
