It was pushing 100' in southern Minnesota when Mark and I left to spend last weekend in the northern part of the state, just outside the Boundary Waters Canoe Area. My college girlfriend's artisan-made log cabin is a mix of luxe and rough, with electricity but no running water, a heated floor but no bathroom (outhouse!) and an outdoor shower whose only source of hot water is what gets heated by the sun. No sun? Too bad, baby.
Did I mention there's no internet? As someone who finds it necessary to take occasional cold-turkey technology holidays, I was more than ready.
Here's the beautiful view from the deck to the dock. After breakfast, I took a bag containing my current work in progress, Julia Quinn's latest mass market paperback, my Kindle, my sunglasses, Coppertone SPF 50, and a bottle of diet green iced tea down to the dock. As you can see, I'm already wearing my reading hat. ;-)
Hard at work on TEMPT ME, Underbelly Chronicles Book 3, whose manuscript is due Aug. 1 for a July 2013 release. My wrists are killing me, so it's a relief to work on paper for awhile.
The view from the dock. (And that's such an attractive angle on my ghostly-white thighs. Thanks, honey!) That's a rowboat moored to the dock. Nope, I didn't touch it! Everyone else was quite sportive, but me? Nuh-uh. Whoever wanted to talk to me could find me on the dock.
We DID take a hike to Kawishiwi Falls, which was overflowing its banks and kicking up a fuss.
Day Two: Lather, rinse repeat - literally. Sunday morning, I decided I'd brave the lake to wash my hair, using some environmentally safe shampoo that smelled like mint. Aah, clean at last! And no bloodsuckers hitched on to my ankles for the ride.
More work on the manuscript. Moby and Ocea, my friend's Portugese Water Dogs, lent a helping hand.
Moby, the canine paperweight! (He's sitting on my manuscript.)
We discovered we'd had an overnight visitor--hardly reassuring to think about, considering those middle-of-the-night trips to the outhouse!
So, we had a great weekend at the cabin. It was a good 20' cooler there than here at home, and with no children requiring supervision, we all pretty much did what we pleased, when we pleased. Mark and I boarded the speedboat with cups of coffee, watching while our hosts, very active people who own one ski between them, worked off breakfast with some barefooting and sloloming. After lunch, they worked the dogs; Ocea and Moby compete in Obedience, Agility, Water Trials and Tracking, with several championships to their names. Mark manages to get in a little physical activity, kayaking and hiking, but me? I'm happiest reclining on a lawn chair, book or manuscript in my hand, hat pulled down over my eyes so I can steal a nap here and there without anyone being the wiser...not that anyone would care.
What about you? When you take a weekend getaway, where do you go, and what do you do? Are you the active type, or will you try to enjoy as much of the scenery as you can from your butt, like me?
Tamara Hogan loathes cold and snow, but nonetheless lives near Minneapolis with her partner Mark and two naughty cats. When she’s not telecommuting to Silicon Valley, she enjoys writing edgy urban fantasy romance with a sci-fi twist. Tammy’s first book, TASTE ME, won a Daphne du Maurier Award for Mystery and Suspense, and was also nominated for the WisRWA, PRISM and the Romance Writers of America’s prestigious Golden Heart® Award.
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