Anxiously Awaiting
Usually I take my first camping trip of the year during the beautiful month of March. However, due to the nasty weather of snow, ice, and rain, I have been stalled in making any plans for such an outing. Similar to a Quarter Horse in the chute waiting for the sounding bell at the racetrack, I am anxiously awaiting for a forecast of clear skies before I decide to break forth in full exuberance and joy for my first outing of the year. The resolve is to not let this month pass by without a camping trip. Finally deciding come hell or high water, I will head out to Cedar Hill State Park on Monday, March 23rd and Tuesday, March 24th. Time is precious and I can not afford to entertain playing it safe. I must throw caution to the wind. Besides, what's camping without the threat of inclement weather? It's not as if I have never been stuck camping during a snow or rain storm? Has growing older made me soft and less adventuresome. God forbid! There is a life full of ecstasy and potential waiting for me in the great unknown. Where is this wild heart from the days of my youth gone? With this renewed mindset, I am heading off for the sunset in roughly one week. Anyone care to join me in this great adventure, the first of many for this new year?
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