I tend to depend on coordinating with other people for vacations/outings, mainly because internal motivation and exploring new places wo a buddy is just not really my thing, but also because these days, my son and I spending MORE time alone together in an unfamiliar environment tends to be a recipe for meltdowns. I found the motivation for camping, however, since I was familiar with a campground from a previous years’ expedition with extended family, and I wanted to give my kid some semblance of a summer something, since beaches, etc., have been mainly off the menu. But like all plans, BAM, hurricane hit and closed it. I scrambled, found another place and got one of the last spots. It ended up being probably the worst since the nearby road had consistent traffic and we didn’t feel quite like we were in the woods, there were meltdowns, my eye swelled up with a horsefly bite, it rained even though I specifically picked the dates BEFORE it was supposed to rain (and why there was only that single site left) and we really missed family since running around with cousins is one of the best parts about camping (for both of us since then I get time too), BUT we went on easy nearby hikes, saw lots of fly fishing and found this really excellent spider fly fishing spot. Sort of sums Up where I am with the pandemic: cobwebby, laced with morning dew. Sometimes I see the beauty and it’s sparkling; other times I tromp right into the sticky web.
August 16, 2020
My son got his first shot this week. He has been extremely careful throughout. We have also been careful, but not as preoccupied as my son. We let friends who have been vaccinated into our home, with which he has not been entirely comfortable. I wonder if his careful approach prevails amongst his age group. Perhaps we will be able to see more people after he gets his second shot. Maybe he will feel safe enough to travel to go visit his girlfriend in Seattle. She stayed at our house from September through early January. During that span, I had some business associates come from out of town. We had lunch indoors on a very sparsely attended restaurant. When I got home, my son made me quarantine. Set me up in a far corner of the house and made me stay for ten days. In retrospective he was right, one of the visitors got Covid.
April 18, 2021