Plan A for the weekend was Blues Fest. No takers. Plan B was another Apple River Tubing adventure. A bit too chilly, so no volunteers. So it was just me and a friend going to Plan C, kayaking on the St. Croix.
We launched at Marine on St. Croix. We kayaked up stream beyond William O’Brien, then drifted back down to this State Park and hung out for an hour there. Then went back our port.
While we were packing stuff away, I watched as some poor yuppie was taking his canoe off the roof of his SUV. As he was taking the canoe off from the back, he gave himself a looong scratch on the roof of his car as the nose of the canoe scraped along. I yelled as this was occurring but he didn’t hear me. Ah, its only a car.
The night before (Friday night) I went to go see a band at Shamrock’s. This band played covers, with a mix from the 70s, 80s and 90s. The band’s name was Orange Whip. I was really surprised that the audience was so young. The reason me and my friend chose to see this band was in hopes of seeing people our age. About half of the music played came out before most of these kids were born. Oh well, we refused to feel old at this bar with the music that was playing. And of course the young girls were fun to look.
I managed to take 2 trips out to the berry patch over the weekend. Initially I enjoyed going out and picking the raspberries. It is fine line between communing with nature and thinking that you have turned into a migrant worker.