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Billy Goats At My Door

Monday, October 10, 2016

October 10, 2016. A Quiet Day at Lake of the Ozarks State Park.








October 10, 2016.  A Quiet Day at Lake of the Ozarks State Park.  Tomorrow we will head home in preparation for the fourth leg of our autumn travels.  Our final day here was spent in the park, nearly deserted now after a bustling weekend.  We took a walk this afternoon and that pretty much describes the active part of the day.  Later, we sat in the low autumn sun, reading and watching the shadows lengthen.

I purchased two stacks of firewood several days ago.  The wood turned out to be pretty green.  To complicate matters, I had no paper to use as starter.  I splintered the wood to create kindling.  I tore the state of New Mexico from our Good Sam's campground book.  New Mexico consisted of about twenty pages.  However, New Mexico wasn't big enough to start a fire.

So, I ripped out Virginia, Washington and Wyoming.  I carefully positioned the paper pages under the kindling and fired it.  Wowzzer!  I had a fire.  Unfortunately, we had no Graham Crackers, marshmallows or chocolate.  We had no s'mores!  But, watching the fire burn down was fun enough for a couple of septuagenarians.  In fact, it was about all the fun we could stand.

This pedestrian entry closes the blog for fall, 2016.  Most of those I write for will be with us for some of the remaining trip.  I will fire up again the week after Christmas as we journey to the Gulf Coast of Texas.  Until then, stay safe.

For now, goodnight.


1 comment:

BJ said...

Man. Three entries. What a tease.