|Not only was there a lake... it was a glassy lake.|
I didn't keep track of time, hardly knew what day it was. I picked my activities, all 5 of them, based on what I felt like doing and whether the paddleboards were occupied.
I guess the weirdest part is realizing, now that I'm home with my computer in front of me, that I didn't feel bored the whole time I was there. There was so much more to do when I didn't have anything to do. Its like, most days, I have too many choices. When my choices of what to do where few, it was easy to decide what I'd do next.
|Don't worry, I didn't try walking on the ice.|
But the best of all was the last run on the boards, when I saw a flash of motion. Otters? We slid in to investigate, and, lo and behold, otters. One stood on a log and looked at us for a while, before they both scooted into the bushes. For some reason, we stuck around, trying to see them in their bush hideout.
Finally, we spotted one on a log. Next thing I knew, I was looking at a huge cluster of otters on a log, hissing at us and jumping into the water towards us. Seven, maybe, I wasn't counting. Looking like they wanted to attack...
I never thought otters could be so frightening.
I can't say I never thought ditching my phone and my laptop for a week would be so relaxing. I wish it was easier to unplug more often...