The next morning, Earl meandered up to our
picnic table with his walking stick in hand. Ozzie, his wife's dog,
meandered slowly behind him, while Harrison loped laps around the empty
campsite. Despite the near-freezing air, Earl wore shorts under his
plaid button-down coat. I poured him some coffee, hoping for more
stories about Paradise.
As the sun rose over the ridge, burning
off the morning chill, Earl reminded us to keep on the lookout for
rattlesnakes basking on the warming rocks. Wild temperature swings are
common in the Magruder Corridor: mid-summer temps often hover above 35C,
but Earl's seen snowstorms in August. As he eyed the puffy clouds and
mostly-blue sky, Earl announced it was a good day to take his kayak out
for its inaugural summer run.
I raised an eyebrow, still wearing my coat. “Looks like a good way to get hypothermia to me.”
Earl
grinned. My husband offered to shuttle him to the start of his river
run. “Nah,” Earl replied with a wave of his hand. “Half the fun is
riding my motorcycle back from the take-out!”
Friday 23 September 2016
Paradise holds so many opportunities for families to make their own memories (Credit: Brianna Randall)
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