I won’t go into all the details about all the challenges that I faced getting the pool ready this year. The last foot of water is going into the pool right now. The weather is supposed to be lousy all week and it’s thundering right now. Getting to swim/float in my pool is beyond a religious experience for me. I could swim laps all winter in an inside pool but that is nothing compared to the first day that I can float in my own backyard pool, listen to Pink Floyd, play an instrument, read the Sunday Newspaper, watch the hawks soar overhead, and take a dip when I get too hot. I have Seasonal Affective Disorder so the experience matters all the more.
I’m also waiting to go canoeing and jump in a creek. That should happen soon too. The weather here has just not been suitable to early season shenanigans.
Our weather’s been pretty yucky for Spring also. If I had a pool, I would not have used it yet. Instead, I am looking forward to not needing a jacket when I go outside.
But if a little more rain washes away a lot of the pollen, I will not be sorry.
p.s. We have gone canoeing, once. But it’s a river, not a creek, and this time we just floated around in the cove a little.
I couldn’t go canoeing without jumping in, even if I had to break through the ice. I admire your will power. My best friend says that I have no self-control and he won’t even let me drive the car when the canoe is on top. And it’s my car.
No, it wasn’t the Choptank. That’s a little bit south and across the Chesapeake Bay from us.
Down the hill from us is the Severn. And our cove is Sullivan’s Cove.
(But Choptank isn’t that much funnier than the Rappahannock, especially when there’s a town of Tappahannock on the Rappahannock.
And as for your neck o’the woods Cow…well, I guess Clinch isn’t that funny.)
Daughter #1 lives close to the Choptank, they have a boat on the thing and belong to a boat club there, pretty good eats there too. That’s the only reason I know about it.
Just down the hill from me, the Dark and Mighty Clinch.
Some things just aren’t supposed to wait. We got got dry suits. Half of the time around here the best whitewater is in the winter. Plus sea kayaking was great in the winter too.
Pretty close to the Rappahannock are the Mat, Ta, Po, and Ni rivers – they merge, each time picking up a syllable, eventually becoming the Mattaponi, which is either named after or the namesake of the Mattaponi Indians.
We’ve found some great Oxyrhina hastalis 3 inch teeth on the upper reaches of the Mattaponi, lower down there is wild rice on both the Mattaponi and the Pamunkey that nobody ever havests, so we do
Funny Story:
When the kids in the neighborhood ask if they can swim in our pool, we tell them we have a rule “You have to be married to swim in our pool.” Then we ask them if they’re married.
That’s a little bit south and across the Chesapeake Bay from us.
