Sleeping in a Sack: Reflections

Pictures from this weekend's naturalistic romp are up! View them here

It was so relaxing and refreshing! Living urban, one forgets that the sky actually IS blue, there ARE a bazillion stars and "wildlife" can encompass more than squawking pigeons and mutant rats. (Our campsite was invaded by a raccoon we think, as a half chewed bag of marshmallows was found several feet from the campfire!)

Even the "incident" with Ranger Bob disposing our beers didn't keep us from the fun...did get to keep the Jungle Juice thanks to JP's quick schmoozing when grilled about cooler content quickly responding "It's a tropical fruit punch." without blinking an eye. As one who can barely bluff at poker, I bow in the presence of such greatness!

The ride back into the city was fun as well, meandering through various sleepy farm towns we found an local orchard and gorged on carmel apples and fresh-packed cider. The feasting continued at a local haunt some of the former NIU students knew of called "Ollie's" featuring the best dang custard on earth. I arrived back at the abode Sunday night throughly stuffed, sleepy and harmonically tuned back into Mother Earth. Note to Self: must do this more often next year!