The Best Vacation Ever
July 16th 2006
|Sunday, July 16th 2006. L&T where pretty much shagged from
the all day push on Saturday so they gave us the first climbing shift.
The plan is to alternate climbing and baby sitting with them. Wilson
(childless) and Susan (done) are blissfully unencumbered. We headed to
the Lower Left Slabs of Cathedral Ledge; to a 5.7 called Fun House. The
events described below crushed my spirit like a butt under the leather
toe of a fedora-and-trench-coat clad hard boiled detective on a gravely
surface in the rain on a Saturday night. Seriously, it killed the
day. Read on.
The letter below was sent to the "contact us" addresses for Americorps and Echo Lake State Park:
Makes a man yearn for New York City where the disconnect between good intentions and poor results is never a surprise.
Oh, and to top off the day the "Check Engine" light is now aglow. Four hundred miles from home. With a small child. On vacation. The owners manual says it's either a loose gas cap or something so serious it will void the warranty (the car isn't under warranty, but still this is a cause for concern). Subaru's solution: drive for a few days and see what happens. I guess the car either recovers or dies. Like medieval medicine, but without the bloodletting. Just let the patient alone and check in on them every few days. If there's a stink, ya bring our yer dead.
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