With mom and dad's station wagon and our first day off in common in months, Cake and I set out for the Samammish River yesterday.
Everything got completely soaked...from above.
It was beautiful for 3 days straight before, and it's beautiful today, but yesterday just wasn't having it. It was obviously going to be a wet day when we started, but we had firmly said "Rain Or Shine", so we went down to the market, picked up a paycheck, bought some fruit and bread, visited the balloon hat clown and took off.
And it was great.
The previous days of sunshine made the sand and rocks warm to the touch, so we were soaked, but never cold. The rain drove off all the locals, so we stripped down to our birthday suits and ran around on the rocks like clumsy naked mountain goats. We got in the (recently glacial) water to wash off the sand. We made lakes in little streams and villages out of the layers of clay in the riverbank. We ate fruit and bagels and watched birds. We played "Guess What Song I'm Thinking Of" (Blackbird, Thats the Sound of the Men Working On the Chain Gang). We watched fish jump and we threw rocks. And after five hours, when everything we had was so waterlogged that it was difficult to get it up the trail, we drove home.
On the drive back, Cake snapped his attention from his job as Best Song On The Radio Finder to me.
"That was some date we just went on."
Posted by Sonya at July 16, 2005 06:55 PMwhere are the documentary photographs when you need them..?
Posted by: ryan at July 18, 2005 05:08 PM