Author: Doris

Back to civilization.

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Boys got back from hiking the AT trail.  They went 20 miles, covered half of the total distance across Maryland.  The weather could not have been any better and they had a great time.  Of course, I only get to see the pictures and hear the stories.  The plan was 5 miles the first day, 10 miles the 2nd day and then 5 miles on the third day.  On the AT, you must camp at designated camp sites which are 5 miles apart.    According to them, five miles is too short and ten miles is too long.  I think they would have been happy with 8 miles between campsites.  They cooked and hiked and talked and set up camp.

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Bread.

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Edda (who has been happy and laughing for months and months now) seems to me to be sliding, just ever so slightly into grumpiness. She’s sitting on the toilet now because she seems happier while sitting on the poopster without the need to actually poop; she somehow just like the little bathroom. Oh! I just hear her laughing, it makes me happy that she’s laughing. I’m a little petrified that she’s going to be as pissed as she was last summer at camp. Of course, I’m anticipating feeling so bad for her, but I’m also anticipating how badly I’ll feel for the poor one-on-one counselor who was not really thinking that they would have to be with an inconsolable Edda like for 8 hours a day when they signed up. Jeremy isn’t here, otherwise, he’d tell me that I have no idea what’s going to happen this summer, so why not start by thinking that it going to be a fantastic summer! It’s just not who I am.

I got a few texts from Jeremy and Vince from the trail. They walked 10 miles today. They are pretty exhausted and Vince slightly twisted his ankle and Jeremy’s dad fell and scraped his knee. But they made it to the campsite and are getting ready to settle down for the night. I thought I would have been more emotional about it – mainly that Edda and I should both be out there hiking with the rest of them, but I think I’m so busy this week and Edda is so grumpy this week, I’m actually happy that we aren’t out there hiking. I know I will feel differently at a different time, but right now, I’m baking bread and feeling good about it all.

Three generations of Martin men.

Headed out into the wilderness for 3 days and 2 nights. (Notice in the first picture, the guy standing next to his smooshed car from the tornado last week, it’s the one with the tarp over it.)

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They put their food in a bear proof container.  They brought water filters.  They got their space-age freeze dried lasagne.  And they have each other and good weather! 

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