Adventures in Stupidity: Fairy Stone State Park 12/28/13

We came to Fairy Stone to get our pin for our 21^st park. We planned for some time to come down to a cabin here because it’s just such a long way to bring the camper.

There were literally deer SLEEPING IN THE ROAD.

The cabin was very nice, much what you’d expect: a small living room with a small love seat and chair (the old plank box style) and a small table with four chairs, a tiny kitchen that you can barely move around in, and a decent sized bedroom which has a comfortable but sadly only double sized bed. The bathroom had a small but nice shower with plenty of hot water and good water pressure.

It was getting dark when we arrived at the cabin but we sure could appreciate the view. WOW!

The stone fireplace in the living room was lovely but sadly did not like to draw well; we finally had to buy three hour fire logs to get the thing going.

Ahhhhhh.

The living room furniture was pretty hard and not conducive to snuggling down with a book, which was my plan; I had preloaded several new books onto my iPad mini with the idea of resting in front of a roaring fire. Yeah, this isn’t a ski chalet, for sure. Oh, and the fact that I somehow neglected to a) charge my iPad before leaving home or b) bring the cord with me cast rather a damper on the whole reading thing. Dave was using the Kindle but I stole it from him whenever I could.

We woke on the first morning to a pouring rain, which we had expected. I was fairly grumpy because I had, literally, not a thing to do. The movies we’d brought wouldn’t play on my lap top, my iPad was dead, my phone had no signal, I had no books to read other than my ebooks—I was completely without entertainment. All I wanted was to read by the fire, man!

Fortunately, by noon the rain had stopped and the sun came out. The lake was beautiful in the winter sun and we geared up to go for a hike.

Wow. I am so totally and completely out of shape. We hiked about a mile (probably less) and I was dripping sweat and gasping for air. I will blame the sweat on overdressing (long johns under my hiking pants and two shirts under my fleece) but the truth is I need to get my butt back out on the trails with some semblance of regularity. Katahdin awaits.

After hiking, we spent some quiet time sitting on the front porch overlooking the lake while Dave read (!!!!!darnit!!!!!) and I worked on writing.