Back at the start of September, Ligia and I visited the C&O Canal Park, on the Maryland side. It was a rainy day, so we didn’t stay for long, but I did manage to take quite a few photos. I thought I’d share them with you. Enjoy!
Here’s Part 2.
This past weekend, close friends of ours and Ligia and I went camping in the Shenandoah National Park. It was a surreal experience. We left a little later than we’d planned, and caught the rush hour traffic heading west on Route 66. We rued our day as we slowly crawled through miles of clogged up highway, but when we got out of the Manassas area, the traffic improved.
At any rate, we’d been slowed down enough that we arrived on Skyline Drive after dark. Then, it started raining as we approached the park. As if that wasn’t enough, fog set in and we could barely see ahead of us. But after all, we were traveling on mountain tops, and it was the start of fall, so the weather can be pretty unpredictable and wet. After trudging around in the dark, we got to the camp, and found one of the few remaining spots for the night. We were shocked to find out that they were booked solid and there was a waiting list. Our friends, who wanted to stay for two nights, couldn’t.
We bought some firewood and headed to our camp site, dreading the experience that would follow: pitching our tents in the dark, in rain, and in strong wind. Fun isn’t the word to describe it. We turned on our headlights and kept them on as we unpacked the tents and raised them. I’ll spare you the muddy details, but you’d be amazed what four pairs of helping hands, working in unison, can accomplish when under pressure.
We got the tents up, then tried to eat. What to eat? We wanted to heat up the food, but we needed a fire. Have you ever tried to start a fire while it’s raining and windy? No copious amounts of lighter fluid and paper will help. It kept dying down, even though the wood was dry. Finally, I gave up and called in the reserves: our friends. They both tried it, persevered, and finally succeeded. We gave up warming the food and ate some cold sandwiches instead, as we sat and warmed ourselves by the fire.
Fireside chats? Not that night! After we got done eating, we went directly to bed, where another surprise awaited us. Our tents were summer tents, and while they held up very nicely in the wind and rain, they were, shall we say, constructed more for the purpose of aeration than insulation. Luckily, we’d brought plenty of covers, but our friends didn’t. Even though they didn’t admit it, methinks they froze their butts off during the night. And what a night! A gale wind blew the whole time, and waves of rain beat down on our tents. It was noisy and lousy, and cold. It took me a while to fall asleep, but thankfully, I stayed asleep till morning after that. We woke up early, with the wind still blowing outside. The rain had stopped, and I managed to get a fire going without help.
We ate our breakfast and had tea, then had two wonderful surprises. One was the Monarch butterflies, in various stages of development, attached to the exterior walls of the bathrooms. Why they picked the bathrooms I don’t know, but that’s where I found them.
I found the gold lining on their cocoons truly amazing. That’s actually what drew me to them in the first place. If I hadn’t seen the gold spots and crown lining, I’d have passed by them like many of the other people using the bathrooms. It’s no wonder they’re called Monarch butterflies. They sure look regal with those spots of gold, don’t they?
Then Ligia had the second surprise. She found a wild apple tree, and picked a few apples. (They were delicious, by the way.) What do you think she found on one of them? An Eyed Hawk Moth larva, of all things! What was it doing in the Appalachian mountains? It normally lives in Europe. I don’t know, but it was a beautiful thing to behold.
After our breakfast — and this time we could chat around the fire — we took off and went hiking on the Rose River Trail. Our goal: Rose River Falls. The trail was easy and beautiful. Here are a few photos from the hike:
Rose River turned out to be a brook in the forest — quite the optimistic name for a brook, isn’t it? 🙂
After the hike, we had a wonderful late lunch at the Skyland Lounge, then headed out on Skyland Drive, and stopped along the way at overlooks to take photos of the gorgeous vistas. Here are a few of them:
Was it a wonderful trip? You bet your britches it was, and I’d do it again in a heartbeat, even with all the nightmarish traffic and surreal weather.
Ligia and I went on a road trip this past Memorial Day weekend, and I put together CD mixes for the trip instead of taking an iPod along. The result was surprisingly good. In the past, I’d simply take the iPod along, plug it in, set it on Shuffle, and go, but the sheer volume of music made it hard for me to enjoy it much. I like to get a sense of closure to my trips, and going through one or two or three CD’s does it for me. I know each one will take about an hour or so, depending on how many songs I burned on it. With an iPod, I arrive at my destination, and I still have another few hundred hours of music before I’ve gotten to the end of my collection. It’s not as fulfilling.
I also like the thought and effort that goes into making a mix CD. I have to sit there and manually select each song, place it in a playlist, then burn it to a CD. When I pull out that warm CD from the computer, I feel like I created something. It gives me a little sense of achievement, however minuscule it may be. I also enjoy the CD more, knowing I wanted each song to be there, and I chose it for that particular trip. I don’t get that with my iPod, not nearly as much. Instead, I have to skip through many songs I don’t feel like listening to at a particular time, and that’s annoying.
Where I think the iPod proves its usefulness is with repeated use. CDs will tend to skip after being played several times in the car, whereas an iPod won’t. Yes, I’m aware of the ability of copying playlists to the iPod and playing them, but somehow the decidedly low-tech CD gives me a little more satisfaction. Just like inserting a coin in a jukebox, sliding a CD into my car’s CD player lets me know I’ll get a tangible amount of entertainment I’ll want to listen to.
Finally, it’s still troublesome to use an iPod in the car. There still aren’t simple, easy to use solutions out there. There’s either a radio transmitter, which gives you radio-quality sound, with static and interference in densely populated areas, or the various incantations of data links, each of which works in its own, limited ways. Some allow you access to the entire library, but degrade the sound quality somewhat, and you can’t control the volume and the tracks from the car’s stereo, while some will allow you to do just that while preserving sound quality, but limiting access to the entire iPod library. With the latter, you’re stuck making and playing custom playlists, while making sure each can’t exceed 99 songs, etc. For the money, data links are still pretty annoying, and that’s why I say CD mixes still rule.
Raoul Pop 