Wet Tuesday

A couple of days of needed rain and complaints about the weather are already in the air. The first summer Elenka stayed in Maine for the entire summer, we decided to go camping at Camden Hills State Park. We packed her new Vega hatchback to the gills and headed out on a Friday afternoon for a weekend of blissful camping, hiking and campfires under starry skies. Friday night's meal of burgers and corn on the cob and the hours spent in conversation sitting around a blazing fire was right out of a textbook's guide to camping. However, as were were putting the campfire out for the night, raindrops started falling. The rain, heavy at times, lasted through the night with water leaking in and soaking our sleeping bags. In the morning, we were kind of miserable but not deterred. We WERE going to cook breakfast with our Coleman stove even in the rain. It wasn't pleasant work, but we got the job done thanks to a piece of plastic in front of our tent. We actually had scrambled eggs, toast and coffee. We survived breakfast, barely! We thought a few hours walking around Camden and the skies would clear for lunch and hiking. Wrong! Later, after crawling back into our tent, we dined on peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, played many card games and suffered sore backs. Saturday afternoon, after listening to the weather report, (why we didn't do this in advance, I do not know. We go nowhere now without getting a forecast) we took the tent down in the pouring rain. Soaking wet, we drove back home. We were discouraged, but it didn't prevent us from countless other camping trips close and far away. We learned a lot that first time together and were much better prepared for future trips. And today the sun is back shinning brightly... "after the rain, sunshine". My sister had a music box that played that melody. Wet Tuesday, Sunny Wednesday. It all comes around!