Plus, Ray just told he me found someone who knows of a remote camping spot we canoe into, so we're gonna borrow Mom's canoe sometime this summer and do that. *THAT* might cure me of this feeling the need to live simplistically! Or make it worse, who can know. :)
I think that is a big source of my current angst. It's been six months since I was last out in the wilderness... jonesing it. Normally skiing takes that place at this time of the year, but the broken arm kinda killed that idea this season. Oh well! I go march on Washington with tons of people now! Bibi!