Fish Lake

 

This morning I sit at a picnic table overlooking Fish Lake. A few persistent fisherman are on the edge of the dock with fishing bait in a cooler and rods in hand. Another couple sit and watch and still others sit to enjoy the peaceful tranquility of this special place.

I love to observe people, especially those who are fully relaxed, doing what they love. There is no hurry here, no reason to rush. The birds sing behind me in the woods and every once in a while I hear the splashing of fish jumping in the water.

We camped here last night in our rented RV. It has been an interesting trip. This is our second flat tire on the rig in two days and we sit and wait for someone to assist us. We are in no hurry either – the week is ours. We have explored, walked in the woods and enjoyed having our pups with us.

But camping is still camping, whether in a camper or nice fully contained motor home. There are still cramped quarters, uncomfortable beds and things that go “bump” in the night Literally.

Each morning that we used the water pump and took a shower in the tiny shower – there has been an issue. The first day I had no hot water. Normally in the warmer temperatures this would be nothing more than an inconvenience. But the temperatures have been freezing at night. Not fun. So that first morning before Greg had a chance to fix the hot water nozzle in the shower, I had what you might call a “spit bath” in the sink. We're camping, right? Yesterday we forgot to turn on the water pump before showering and had no water pressure. At least I didn't have any – Greg fixed it half way through his by yelling, “could you turn on the water pump” and viola – it was fixed. This morning I told Greg I better have a good shower on this our last day on the road. I started the water and again had no hot water until Greg came and fixed the nozzle again. But by this time there was an ankle deep pool of freezing cold water. In order to take my shower (the drain drains REALLY SLOWLY) I had to step into this pool. Good times. Can you say frozen feet?

We are heading to Wenatchee now where they will fix our tire and give us a spare. We have not had a spare since we used it on the beginning of our trip. This takes us out of our way – but we are on vacation and it forces us to slow down and enjoy the ride.

Looking forward to having the rest of the week to vacation and my own bed to be in tonight.

 

God Bless

 

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