We woke up to find it pleasantly cold. We drove down to the edge of the huge reservoir that we saw on the way up, just past Cody. We went right down to the shore, and I skipped some stones. I threw one hard backhanded. It hurt. A lot.
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This all eventually degenerated to finding the largest rocks I could and launching them, either by granny style or discus throwing style into the water to make the biggest splash possible. With all the wind, I often felt the nice cold spray of the water.
| There was a large amount of nicely shaped driftwood, so my dad and I set about building a pyre. We were going to burn it too, well, I was, but we were match/lighterless. Reminded me of that one Murakami story. |  |
We walked up the road a ways, encountered some livestock, and felt hungry, so we left for lunch.
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We got back, and started a Jigsaw puzzle. This went on for hours and hours. It was nighttime by the time we were done. The temperature outside was a wonderful 56 degrees.
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1 comment:
yah as long as you don't cross paths with the locals. hehe, how could i say that about some of my own family. tsk.
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