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Day Ten: Down on Turbat’s Creek…

24 Jun

Not much to report today. We seem to have hit the sweet spot of laziness. Lounged around the house in the morning. Didn’t even go down to the beach until almost 11:30am. But I like that the kids are starting to show some initiative. Beau asked if he could go ahead down to the creek, and I said, absolutely! The girls followed suit in getting ready, and I was still in my pjs as I stepped into the yard to give them a proper coating of sunscreen. They each made their own lunch, packed it in their beach bags, and went on down to the beach. Fabulous! Meanwhile, I finished my, well, I guess at this point you have to call it brunch, before slowly getting myself and the dog ready to move our lounging from inside the house to down on the beach.

Turns out that there were already some people down on the beach, but most notably one lady had her two large dogs with her. Remy was delighted to make the acquaintance of Maya, the chocolate lab, and Maisy, the yellow lab-ish mutt. Maya loved to play fetch like Remy, and Maisy just wanted to run at breakneck speeds and play chase. What that amounted to was plenty of quality exercise for all three of them. Luckily for me, their mom, Jane, was a very nice older woman, and I spent a pleasant afternoon speaking with her. She even helped me bring down the kayaks for the kids to paddle around in the basin right off the beach. She was an avid kayaker from Massachusetts, and was very supportive of me allowing my (life-jacketed) children to just explore and play in the kayaks. She even complimented them, and said they were doing quite well indeed for children who only kayak sporadically on vacation once a year. We stayed down on the beach until maybe 4pm or so – to be honest, I’m not exactly sure. The only strange thing that happened was a motley crew of men arriving to head out on an excursion. One man’s boat was anchored off the beach, and he needed to get out to it. He stored a canoe there on the rocks by the beach, but apparently someone had stolen his paddle. So, I offered to tow him out behind one of our kayaks. It was a bit of a workout, but honestly much easier than you would think, and I’m a little bit sorry that his boat wasn’t further out. I need some vigorous workouts these days. Of course it may just have seemed easy because he was helping row. With a 2 x 4. ¬†Once I had safely delivered him to his motor vessel, he pulled the boat almost up on the beach, and the rest of the crew, a total of four men, clambered aboard. Say, what’s the average number of teeth in a grown man’s mouth? Yep, that’s how many they had. Between all four of them. After they had loaded up their gear and pushed the boat off the sand in the rapidly ebbing tide, Jane turned to me and said, “It was like we were in a scene from Deliverance.” But it was fun to have that kind of absurdity in our lazy day. The kids slowly dwindled, one by one heading back up to the house. And tonight, since I think they hadn’t showered at all in the past three days, I set them to the task as I made an early dinner.

What I have unfortunately discovered since then is that what I should have been doing as the children showered, was bathing my dog. Sweet Remy, the poodle who does not have any body odor of his own, is, despite my best efforts to hose him off after each beach excursion, stinking of the tidal mud! Truly. Stinking. Like makes the room smell bad when he enters it. I remembered to pack dog shampoo, so I just have to scrounge that up. Sounds like maybe I’ve got at least one thing on my to do list for tomorrow.

But that was essentially it. Unless you find my brief trip to the grocery store after dinner noteworthy. Though, come to think of it, I did buy ice cream sandwiches, and a couple of minutes ago I found that to be super exciting! But, other than missing our friends, the Nelson girls (get well soon!), nothing too much going on down at Turbat’s Creek today. And that’s just how I like it…

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