Tuesday, August 03, 2004
The Rice Lake Adventure
While on vacation, I kept little notes each day about what went on. So here they are, spelling mistakes and grammar errors intact (italicized notes were made as I typed this in):
Saturday, July 24th
~11:45 a.m.
Still packing the car. Should be leaving now to make it to Rick's and Pauline's by noon. Cooler still isn't packed. Decided to leave inflatable raft and paddles, as they were taking up far too much room. Not sure why Jacquie hasn't packed cooler. She's getting bitchy because I'm getting annoyed that it's not yet packed. Starting to understand why some couples take separate vacations.
~12:25 p.m.
Finally leaving the house! Had to leave second fishing rod.
~1:50 p.m.
Not a good start. The trunk locking mechanism is now buggered up and the bikes are on Rick's and Pauline's truck. Very annoyed at trunk. Probably the fault of the bike rack. Trunk now shut with bungie cords. Beginning to worry this will read like a comedy of errors when it's all over. Heading from Rick's and Pauline's house to get lunch. Hoping food in back seat isn't spoiling.
~3:15 p.m.
Arrived at Golden Beach Resort. Waiting in car while the others check in. Anxious to unload car and see if meat survived trip. Doubt it. Is food poisoning on the horizon?
~4:30 p.m.
Rick kicks ass! The trunk is fixed. Also, the food seems fine. Mostly unpacked. Itchin' for fishin'.
~5:15 p.m.
Dipped first line. Woo hoo!
Sunday, July 25th
~11:10 a.m.
Cooler day today. Thinking maybe the fish will bite today. Bastards were taunting me last night. Forgot to mention two rules set down by Pauline yesterday. No fighting. And no loud sex. Apparently quiet sex is okay, though. Slightly sunburned from yesterday. Kind of happy there's not much sun today.
Monday, July 26th
~10:05 a.m.
Technically first day of vacation. Yay! Just got out of shower. Shower head wins utterly craptastic award. Water can also go from boiling hot to freezing cold instantly. Ouch. [This reminded me of the apartment Jacquie I lived in for a year before buying a house. The plumbing was similarly craptastic.]
~2:20 p.m.
Rick may have touched poison ivy. Ouchie. Or itchy. Whatever. Starting to feel the effects of drinking nothing but beer, coffee and Yukon Jack liqueur since Saturday afternoon. Thinking I should probably drink some water. [Turns out Rick's poison ivy was just a lot of blackfly bites.]
Tuesday, July 27th
~11:15 a.m.
Rained last night. Weather is supposed to suck until Thursday. Going on boat tour of lake at 1:00. Gotta dress a bit warmer for it. Been playing [games] in the evenings. Reading, fishing, cycling and chillin' during the day. Expected Internet withdrawal to have kicked in by now.
~1:15 p.m.
Boat ride postponed until Friday.
Wednesday, July 28th
~12:15 p.m.
Hump day. Just did some laundry with Jacquie. Weather still sucks. Not a lot of rain, but everything is wet and sky looks miserable. Thinking of going into Cobourg. Finished reading through Return to the Temple of Elemental Evil adventure. Damn Monte Cook and his use of half-breed creatures. About 270 or more combat encounters. Lots of time required to play it out. [Jacquie and I did, in fact, go in to Cobourg in the afternoon. We just wandered around and then had a late lunch at some seafood restaurant.]
Thursday, July 29th
~9:05 a.m.
Renting boat and going out fishing today. Also will cruise around lake a bit to have a look-see. Jacquie and I have been talking that it'll be nice to have a trailer and boat up here in ten or twenty years.
~2:30 p.m.
Back from fishing on the boat. Both Rick and Jacquie got [fishing] licences. Rick caught a small bluegill. I got nothing more than nibbles and weeds. Fun outing, though. I got to drive the boat the whole time. Jacquie was afraid of Rick's bluegill when he pulled it into the boat. You'd have thought he'd pulled in a giant spider.
[Jacquie writes:] I wasn't afraid. I just didn't want it to touch me or me touch it. Night.
~8:45 p.m.
[Jacquie writes:] Jacquie caught two fish. A Perch and a Pumpkinseed. How many did Chris catch? I still love him any-way.
[My turn:] As Jacquie wrote... I've been outfished. I didn't haul anything into the boat. The closest I came was with a little perch that hit right near the boat. The hook wasn't set and he barely was out of the water before he dove back in. With Jacquie's two fish, the worst thing was they were maybe fifteen minutes apart.
Friday, July 30th
~10:00 a.m.
Last day here. Hoping to do a bit more fishing and then pack everything up by tonight. Must be out bright and early tomorrow. [Ended up not doing any more fishing.]
~3:25 p.m.
Back from boat cruise around Rice Lake. Nice place. Trudy Jo, captain of the boat and one of the Golden Beach Resort's owners, gave a lot of good fishing trips for next time we come up here. Turns out pink is the thing for bluegills. Explains why Rick had some luck with that pink and white fly. Jacquie is complaining about the beds. She hasn't slept well all week. She says she doesn't know if she can bear one last night sleeping in them. I've slept just fine. A few light showers now. Not much to do but hang out.
~7:30 p.m.
Packin' up now. Brought too much food, methinks.
~10:15 p.m.
Last night. Had lunch and dinner at Boathouse Cafe. Jacquie keeps calling it the Outhouse Cafe -- not an appetizing name at all. Good food. Kind of a lazy day. Played some Sequence tonight. Didn't do anything more fishing today. I think Rick went out for awhile, though. Thinking I might get up and go fishing on Lake Ontario shore on Sunday morning. Maybe ask my father to join me. Maybe Rawl, too. Jacquie will probably when she reads this. [Fishing on Sunday didn't happen. Dad had to work and Rawl was on his way to Quebec City, it turns out.]
[Jacquie writes:] Good time. Relaxing. Except for uncomfortable bed -- so not good sleeping. Didn't get to paddleboat or really swim in the lake. Didn't play badminton. But had lots of games nights, fires and looked at stars when out. Best thing was spending time together and growing deeper in love. [Women are so sappy.]
Saturday, July 31st
~8:30 a.m.
Just had brekky and checked out. Bye-bye, Golden Beach!
Saturday, July 24th
~11:45 a.m.
Still packing the car. Should be leaving now to make it to Rick's and Pauline's by noon. Cooler still isn't packed. Decided to leave inflatable raft and paddles, as they were taking up far too much room. Not sure why Jacquie hasn't packed cooler. She's getting bitchy because I'm getting annoyed that it's not yet packed. Starting to understand why some couples take separate vacations.
~12:25 p.m.
Finally leaving the house! Had to leave second fishing rod.
~1:50 p.m.
Not a good start. The trunk locking mechanism is now buggered up and the bikes are on Rick's and Pauline's truck. Very annoyed at trunk. Probably the fault of the bike rack. Trunk now shut with bungie cords. Beginning to worry this will read like a comedy of errors when it's all over. Heading from Rick's and Pauline's house to get lunch. Hoping food in back seat isn't spoiling.
~3:15 p.m.
Arrived at Golden Beach Resort. Waiting in car while the others check in. Anxious to unload car and see if meat survived trip. Doubt it. Is food poisoning on the horizon?
~4:30 p.m.
Rick kicks ass! The trunk is fixed. Also, the food seems fine. Mostly unpacked. Itchin' for fishin'.
~5:15 p.m.
Dipped first line. Woo hoo!
Sunday, July 25th
~11:10 a.m.
Cooler day today. Thinking maybe the fish will bite today. Bastards were taunting me last night. Forgot to mention two rules set down by Pauline yesterday. No fighting. And no loud sex. Apparently quiet sex is okay, though. Slightly sunburned from yesterday. Kind of happy there's not much sun today.
Monday, July 26th
~10:05 a.m.
Technically first day of vacation. Yay! Just got out of shower. Shower head wins utterly craptastic award. Water can also go from boiling hot to freezing cold instantly. Ouch. [This reminded me of the apartment Jacquie I lived in for a year before buying a house. The plumbing was similarly craptastic.]
~2:20 p.m.
Rick may have touched poison ivy. Ouchie. Or itchy. Whatever. Starting to feel the effects of drinking nothing but beer, coffee and Yukon Jack liqueur since Saturday afternoon. Thinking I should probably drink some water. [Turns out Rick's poison ivy was just a lot of blackfly bites.]
Tuesday, July 27th
~11:15 a.m.
Rained last night. Weather is supposed to suck until Thursday. Going on boat tour of lake at 1:00. Gotta dress a bit warmer for it. Been playing [games] in the evenings. Reading, fishing, cycling and chillin' during the day. Expected Internet withdrawal to have kicked in by now.
~1:15 p.m.
Boat ride postponed until Friday.
Wednesday, July 28th
~12:15 p.m.
Hump day. Just did some laundry with Jacquie. Weather still sucks. Not a lot of rain, but everything is wet and sky looks miserable. Thinking of going into Cobourg. Finished reading through Return to the Temple of Elemental Evil adventure. Damn Monte Cook and his use of half-breed creatures. About 270 or more combat encounters. Lots of time required to play it out. [Jacquie and I did, in fact, go in to Cobourg in the afternoon. We just wandered around and then had a late lunch at some seafood restaurant.]
Thursday, July 29th
~9:05 a.m.
Renting boat and going out fishing today. Also will cruise around lake a bit to have a look-see. Jacquie and I have been talking that it'll be nice to have a trailer and boat up here in ten or twenty years.
~2:30 p.m.
Back from fishing on the boat. Both Rick and Jacquie got [fishing] licences. Rick caught a small bluegill. I got nothing more than nibbles and weeds. Fun outing, though. I got to drive the boat the whole time. Jacquie was afraid of Rick's bluegill when he pulled it into the boat. You'd have thought he'd pulled in a giant spider.
[Jacquie writes:] I wasn't afraid. I just didn't want it to touch me or me touch it. Night.
~8:45 p.m.
[Jacquie writes:] Jacquie caught two fish. A Perch and a Pumpkinseed. How many did Chris catch? I still love him any-way.
[My turn:] As Jacquie wrote... I've been outfished. I didn't haul anything into the boat. The closest I came was with a little perch that hit right near the boat. The hook wasn't set and he barely was out of the water before he dove back in. With Jacquie's two fish, the worst thing was they were maybe fifteen minutes apart.
Friday, July 30th
~10:00 a.m.
Last day here. Hoping to do a bit more fishing and then pack everything up by tonight. Must be out bright and early tomorrow. [Ended up not doing any more fishing.]
~3:25 p.m.
Back from boat cruise around Rice Lake. Nice place. Trudy Jo, captain of the boat and one of the Golden Beach Resort's owners, gave a lot of good fishing trips for next time we come up here. Turns out pink is the thing for bluegills. Explains why Rick had some luck with that pink and white fly. Jacquie is complaining about the beds. She hasn't slept well all week. She says she doesn't know if she can bear one last night sleeping in them. I've slept just fine. A few light showers now. Not much to do but hang out.
~7:30 p.m.
Packin' up now. Brought too much food, methinks.
~10:15 p.m.
Last night. Had lunch and dinner at Boathouse Cafe. Jacquie keeps calling it the Outhouse Cafe -- not an appetizing name at all. Good food. Kind of a lazy day. Played some Sequence tonight. Didn't do anything more fishing today. I think Rick went out for awhile, though. Thinking I might get up and go fishing on Lake Ontario shore on Sunday morning. Maybe ask my father to join me. Maybe Rawl, too. Jacquie will probably when she reads this. [Fishing on Sunday didn't happen. Dad had to work and Rawl was on his way to Quebec City, it turns out.]
[Jacquie writes:] Good time. Relaxing. Except for uncomfortable bed -- so not good sleeping. Didn't get to paddleboat or really swim in the lake. Didn't play badminton. But had lots of games nights, fires and looked at stars when out. Best thing was spending time together and growing deeper in love. [Women are so sappy.]
Saturday, July 31st
~8:30 a.m.
Just had brekky and checked out. Bye-bye, Golden Beach!
// posted by Chris @ 8:10 AM 
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