After a difficult, exhausting week down in Florida, what to do next? Well, of course, you scramble the Frog Hopper and Lyme Lounge and drive a few hours north to scare some Cute Little Chickies who are out camping/hiking in the woods.

Seriously, Mouse and her kindergarten through college and beyond buddy Lairi The Rake went north to camp and hike at the Rifle River Rec Area and they talked the GG into meeting them up there for an overnight. Bring yer own berbun, thank ye very much. I was happy to have the GG home from his odyssey to Fla but I shoo-ed him out the door for this little joyride. The weather is beautiful here in the Great Lake State if [finally] a bit chilly in the morning and I thought it would be good for him to get away from end-of-life type issues for a bit and hang out with two vibrant young women who actually seemed to want him to join them up there.

Here he is wrapped in a Pendleton/Chief Joseph/Beaver State/whatever blanket that he seems to have cadged from The Landfill. It (and other blankets) will have to return to the Landfill when we put that beastie into winter storage (passive/aggressive hint). I have several of these fancy blankets plus a few Hudson Bay blankets and other random ones. When you live in the Great White North, you can never have too many blankets. Even in the summer, if you happen to be on the moominbeach and the temperature dips to 39 degrees overnight. One of my feet felt frozen once when that happened (I think I was 10 years old?) and The Comm tucked an old Army Air Corps blanket in on top of my regular summer blankets and that did the trick! That blanket is still at the moomincabin, BTW. It is an heirloom.

I stole this pic from Mouse’s facebook. I’m sure she won’t care.

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