It's almost camping/hunting time and we are more than ready to get
back to the woods but at the end of every summer we have to go up
there and do some cleaning and prep work before we start camping
there.
The Oldest Island Boy has really been wanting to shoot some clays
so we decided to go up there on Sunday, get in a couple of hours of
work and then some do some shooting.
I love the ride up.
In one hour we go from our beautiful beach
To lush, green, rolling
hills and spectacular woods.
We're here!!
Whoa! I don't think I've ever seen the field so overgrown.
Prepping this for winter is going to take a while.
This is what it's supposed to look like.
And this is what it looked like on Sunday.
We had several goals for the day but realized we can't do anything
until we mow bush hog this field.
Which was fine with the boys. They grabbed machetes and other
implements of destruction and headed down to the creek while the
Island King and I wandered around a small piece of property adjoining
ours and that we are hoping to purchase this year.
It's not for sale and is a small corner of the big farm across the
way but we're hoping if we ask real nice (translate – offer right
price) she'll sell us this 3 acres.
I don't think we're going to be living in the house though...
I've always wanted chickens but the coop will definitely need some
work.
The Island King likes the idea of having a blind in his back yard
so if we do get the property I don't think this structure will change
much.
We will have a really cool neighbor if we do buy the land.
The Island King and I stood at the fence talking to her for a long
time and then laughed about how much time we'd spent just looking at
her and the expression “Y'all ain't from round here” came to
mind.
We had lunch and then a little later I picked up a small tub that
was under one of the tables and at least 5 very angry, very large
wasps came flying straight out at me.
I'd hurt my hip a little the day before but when those wasps came
after me I went to running and my foot caught a root. My hip screamed
at me and I knew I should let myself fall down to keep from twisting
it more but the wasps had a bead on me so I ran, completely screwing
up my hip.
In hindsight, I should have let the wasps get me because that pain
would be gone today whereas my hip is still really hurting.
That ended my standing or walking for the day so the Island King
set me up in a chair with a table and the boys were my minions,
fetching whatever I needed.
As I sat there looking around, I proclaimed myself the Queen of
our Overgrown Field.
The boys had a skeet shooting match and the Oldest won. He and his
Dad are always trying to beat each other and on Sunday the Oldest
took home the championship – which made him very happy.
We left a little after dark and the moon was HUGE. I wanted the
Island King to take a picture of it as we came to the top of a hill
on the Interstate and you'd think that with him being a professional
photographer that task wouldn't be too hard.
Wrong. This is what he took.
Luckily the Youngest Island Boy grabbed my phone and managed to
snap off a couple of good shots.
It was a long day but we had so much fun and getting back to the
woods always makes me feel good.Labels: Done
