I was ready to call it a day when I realized I had not gotten started on this blog. It’s not that I haven’t had time. It’s not that I did a lot of other things instead. It’s more like a combination of forgetting and no motivation, forgetting because there was no motivation, or just plain forgetting. So here I am, yawning, with my laptop on my lap.
I got in a great hike in Rocky Mountain National Park. What incredible vistas that place has. We got to see a lot of wildlife, including marmots, elk, and bighorn sheep, and we hiked past four lakes. The highest one was Emerald Lake. I hiked to that particular lake fifteen years ago for a geology class, and the water is every bit as beautiful now as it was then. The difference these days is the amount of people hiking the trail at the same time. The Park Service is surely to be commended for the job they do, keeping our parks pristine and unspoiled for future generations. Not, an easy job with the pressure from all the visitors. (The pic below is a marmot.)
My kayak is loaded up and ready for an outing. I hope I get out at least one more time this year. There is company coming and the trip to Minnesota. Before you know it, October will be here, and then it’s the holidays and 2019 will be history.
Speaking of which, twenty years ago, two decades (I’m not sure which sounds longer), we were gearing up for Y2K. Many were worried, and many wondered what computerized conveniences wouldn’t work. Not that it was the end of the century; that wouldn’t happen for another year, though I do admit it sounds much more dramatic changing from 1999 to 2000 than from 2000 to 2001, even if that is the actual end of the century. A whole lot of hoopla over nothing. I kind of like it when disasters turn out that way. I wish Dorian had. Thanks to all the first responders, the volunteers, and the Coast Guard for all the hard work in the Bahamas and along our east coast.