Fire Flies

With kayaks atop the car and camping equipment in the back, Maya and I left on an impromptu father-and-daughter weekend adventure. When we left the house at around 6pm we turned right on Williams Road with the intent of heading north. As Maya ran down a checklist of critical gear, I realized I had forgotten my GPS unit and PLB (personal locator beacon – last resort distress signal). We turned back having traveled less than a mile. With the missing items retrieved, we struck out again and this time turned left on Williams Road heading to the west.

There is something very exciting about setting out on an adventure without a predetermined destination. When we stopped for dinner about an hour later we found ourselves in the vicinity of Ringe, Hew Hampshire at Lilly’s on the Pond, a fine restaurant familiar to us from a past outing. When we returned to the car we programmed our navigator to locate the nearest campground and were please to discover that we were minutes from the Woodmore Campground which happily had a few tent sites remaining (exquisite fall foliage brings many campers to NH at this time of year). Maya and I quickly pitched our tent and built a rather massive fire by which she did homework while I enjoyed photographing her.