I want to believe. I think the world can be a fairly boring place sometimes. But a world of people crying “fake news,” offering “alternative facts,” and bonkers Q claims of Satanic, child molesting pizza shops has made me jaded to conspiracy theories. I never believed them but I can’t even pretend to enjoy them these days. At the start of the Covid pandemic however, I started my own alternatively true conspiracy theories involving our favorite explorer: Reynold the dog. He looks so innocent…read on and find out the sinister side of Renny! Feel free to click on the pictures to enlarge them.
Sherlock has Dr. Watson. Hunter Thompson has Dr. Gonzo. Somewhere in-between I have Dr. Jen. She’s the brains of this outfit. She has the social grace I lack. She can reach top shelves I can’t. She’s got style, she’s got flair, she’s always there, she’s Dr. Jen! And as of last Friday, she’s 40!
I believe I was in Rock City when I met a friendly couple also taking a big trip. He was trying to knock out his “50 by 50,” meaning he had to visit each state before his 50th birthday. That’s great and all, but I don’t feel that spending a few hours in a state or hiking a state park really counts as a visit. Instead I made it my goal to sleep in all 50 states. I figure even a one night stand with a state counts as a visit. My recent dogsled trip ticked 4 more states off my list. So here’s some updated maps to keep track of my wanderings.
Newport, RI is fancy! Staying here is just a tad different than Woonsocket. This is where the old money is and people meet their spouses on Ancestory.com…hey, got to keep the bloodline pure, amiright? Keep the fortune in the family…
Day 9 was the day to relax! The room we ended up in was an ocean view, we had a decadent dinner that would have made Caligula jealous, and we took a Water Journey. But all of that in good time because we spent the day seeing some other great stuff. For those of you who know who Dale Gribble is, you can probably guess we saw the largest bug in the world! The giant weta? Not that shrimp! I’m talking about the largest bug!
Two posts in one morning! Almost caught up!
When initially planning this day, I was a bit worried there would be too much snow. It involved going on a lot of trails to check out some interesting sites. Fortunately there weren’t the deep drifts we encountered at the lodge! Unfortunately everything was solid ice. I basically dragged my feet and scooted my way around most of the ground.
Get ready for so many great pictures! Day 7 had two of the most unique places I’ve been to in a while. One I knew would be great, the other was a big surprise! It’s been a busy couple of days but I hope to get two posts out today. At the very least, I will be caught up tomorrow night…maybe.
Actually that’s not true. My mom makes a great turkey. In fact she’s a terrific cook, except when it comes to pork chops. Growing up we ate them a lot and I would smother them in as much gravy as I could swipe. It wasn’t until I was an adult and someone gave me a delicious one that I realized they weren’t supposed to have the consistency of hockey pucks! But today wasn’t about pork. It was about turkey.
Mark Twain once said “Climate is what we expect, weather is what we get.” Of course any vacation dependent on weather will not go according to plan. Our dogsledding experience was no exception. But amor fati! “Fate leads the willing and drags along the reluctant.” We went willingly through the changes and had an amazing weekend with the Mahoosuc Guide Service.
First a shout out to a friend of The Yuppie Hobo crew, Ron. Dr. J is celebrating ice cream for breakfast two days early since we’ll be camping the next few days (more on that later). She got a small pint to go last night at Shady Glen but forgot a spoon. Never fear! Ron got her a travel ice cream spoon for Christmas that she keeps in her purse for just such an occasion. Let this first paragraph serve as a reminder for you to celebrate the day yourself.