Well, summer is here for sure. I had to run an errand yesterday and the trip took me past two trail heads. The parking lots at both were nearly full. Pandemic or not, people are still going hiking. I counted twenty cars between them both. There are so many people on the trails that I saw a warning telling people to be extra careful since if they needed rescue, it would put people in close proximity. Can you imagine breaking your leg, getting rescued, and ending up with Covid?
In addition to the hikers, the bikers are out in force as well. And they are a far bigger danger for drivers. Many of our local roads have narrow shoulders and lots of turns so you can’t see what’s coming. It’s nerve-racking as hell let me tell you. I’d actually rather deal with snow in the winter.
Our poor river is so low at the moment some stretches are more rock than water. That didn’t stop a few fishermen from trying their luck. I assume they just like being outside and casting since I can’t imagine the fish are biting.
The day ended with a small, private fireworks display at just about dark. I was really tired and didn’t appreciate the noise. Maybe others enjoyed it. I hope so, since the display only annoyed me. Looks like private fireworks are all we’re having this year. Our town canceled the big display along with the parade.
I had a better plan this time and did my writing in the morning before leaving for my errands, managing 5 pages. The book is so close to being done. Just another five or ten thousand words.
No updates today. Still waiting on narrators.
I’ll end with a preorder update. We’re up to 342 on The Great Northern War. Thanks everyone for your continued support.
Talk to you tomorrow.