“I’m too hot.”
I’ve been waiting since spring to say those three little words. I’d planned for it, as did Sarah. We stocked up on cool clothes made from little bits of light fabric. We acquired new hardware like a 12v box fan and a kiddie pool just big enough to soak our feet in.
I’ve been waiting since spring to say those three little words. I’d planned for it, as did Sarah. We stocked up on cool clothes made from little bits of light fabric. We acquired new hardware like a 12v box fan and a kiddie pool just big enough to soak our feet in.
Rain Catcher
You see, last year we had learned our lesson well. Oh yes, the weeks of unbearable heat in Desolation Sound would not soon be forgotten. So this spring we set off in shorts and t-shirts, baby pool and spray bottles on standby, ready for the Broughtons and the simmering furnace that (we thought) awaited us.
And we just kept waiting.
As the weeks went by, the weather never really warmed. If anything it got colder. By mid August we had to accept the fact that summer had forgotten to show up.
And we just kept waiting.
As the weeks went by, the weather never really warmed. If anything it got colder. By mid August we had to accept the fact that summer had forgotten to show up.
Late August. Really. (The bowl collects rainwater.)
Only days ago we sat under the repurposed sun shade (aka rain shade) bundled in sweats and turtleneck sweaters, warm socks and slippers, enjoying the sound of rain as it approached across the water. We are lovers of the cold and damp, but we agreed that if the world ever saw 70 degrees again, we wouldn’t complain.
That was in Shoal Bay, where we were preparing to traverse the last set of rapids and say goodbye to a wonderful, albeit cool, summer of cruising the Broughtons.
That was in Shoal Bay, where we were preparing to traverse the last set of rapids and say goodbye to a wonderful, albeit cool, summer of cruising the Broughtons.
Heading south in search of sun. Johnstone Strait.
It’s now three days later and we are firmly embedded in Desolation Sound. The sky is a deep blue, the wind warm and pleasant, and the sun, unobstructed by clouds from sunrise to sunset, is in full force.
SUN!!!!
We’ve found our summer, and I’m delighted to say “I’m too hot.” Even if only for a week or two.
Now, where did we stow that sunblock?
Now, where did we stow that sunblock?
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