June 24-26 Adventure to Paradise

 Started out a few hours early, eager, no..itching..even yearning for that thing of weekend pleasure...free-styling it in our faithful Farley.

Lumberjack sandwiches after the hairpin curve, a scan of the field for the lonely white horse and high fives as we headed down the KVR to Paradise Cove. But this paradise wasn't to be and our celebration of our adaptability was called to action as we encountered a mess of huge trees downed across the tracks. A low opening high and wide enough for the quaders had been cut with the chainsaw and the debris of that swarmed with mosquitoes. But Farley is a lumbering beast both tall and wide so our continuance was not to be. A 4 point turn and we headed out, determined for Paradise 2 or even the Monkey Paw clearing.

Success was to be ours as Paradise 2 was empty and clean. A fire, a cold bevy and a relax under the warm but buggy air. The new mattress served again to propel us to a comfy dreamland. NIGHTTIME PEE BREAKS CELEBRATED THE VAST STARRY SKY. The chipmunks shredded and took away nighttime papers to line their nests.

Morning was warm and the water level on the west kettle had dropped again, brown and swirling but less ominous than our trip here two weeks ago. The air was scented of wild roses and danced with butterflies. The classic overpour awakened us to the heat of the day. Second cup was in our chairs as magazine and book and guitar and then the new birthday prezzie hammock were brought out to individual enjoyment and conversation.

Hours flew by but we tried to take no notice. Yellow bottom bees and butterflies landed on us and the few yellow flowers. Eventually we donned our hikers and some bear precautions and went to explore a little forest road we had spotted last time we were here. An interesting chain bound board contraption baffled us. We eventually came to the clear cut above Taurus station and turned around. Renaissance Man spotted a brown exploded puff ball and shared about puff ball fights with siblings. He found a few signs on the ground and we explored both up and down turn offs. But the mosquitos were getting the better of us so we returned to check out the beach area and grab some logs for the evening fire, promising to come back tomorrow morning for at least one pan for gold.

Happy hour of cold drinks, crackers, cheeses, snap peas and hummus. Then we built a fire and enjoyed wine, steaks and marinated zucchini. Saturday night at 2am a lone biker whizzed by like a ghost and a car went by at 2:30 from the other direction ..Scarily slowing as it went by the van.

Sunday is already hotter, plans to blog, pan and head to check out the massive beaver log at the falls. Perhaps Trapping Creak pullout on way home.