Funny, the books I’m reading this weekend are affirming each other. I suppose this means nothing more than I have consistent taste. I’m now reading The Sound of Mountain Water by Wallace Stegner. He writes about the value of wilderness as more than just a place to hike, ski, photograph, raft, or play. He writes about the value of the idea of wilderness.
Tag: Cabin
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The Sound of Mountain Water
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relaxing on the water
relaxing on the water, originally uploaded by dunrie.
My husband is the one in the middle. He is so much better at relaxing than I am. I suppose this is why we are good for each other…
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My Tribe
Group photo, originally uploaded by dunrie.
My tribe includes:
1 husband
1 stepmother
4 cousins
4 cousins-once-removed (including 2 infants and 2 kids)
1 aunt
1 uncle
1 sister
1 brother-in-law
1 nephew
1 toddler niece
& 5 dogsThis posse of 11 adults, 3 kids, 1 toddler, 2 infants, and 5 canines shared one roof and one bathroom at the family cabin last night. The infants and toddler came to a gentlewomen’s agreement to make it a quiet night’s sleep for all.
All the noise, hub-bub, drama, and dish washing made me realize that our parents and our aunt and uncle are saints for having nurtured and endured our cohort of 4 in summers past. The cycle begins anew with the newest crop of Greiling kids.
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KARB – > CNR4 = dream come true
On Friday, husband and I flew from Ann Arbor municipal airport (KARB) to Tobermory (CNR4) at the tip of the Bruce Peninsula. We stopped to clear customs at Kincardine. Friday was wonderfully smooth–so smooth that I fell asleep in midair while Dave piloted the plane. (I think this new job thing must be more exhausting than I’d expected–I slept away much of the weekend, slept in the car, slept in the hammock, slept in the plane…).Visibility was good, and we circled over Gillies Lake twice. Above is a shot from the first pass over it, and our family cabin is in the little triangular nub at the top left corner of the Lake. Beyond the trees, the waters of Georgian Bay and the horizon blend together. These photos really show how Gillies Lake is perched on the edge of the Niagara Escarpment.
Anyway, I wanted to note that ever since I was small it has been my dream to fly to the cabin. Currently I’m riding on my husband’s license. I will get certified too, though I am taking things one at a time: settle in new job, then start an intense new hobby.
Someday we’ll have a float plane and land on the lake. Til then, landing in spectacular Tobermory will do.
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Why I like football
I’ve always been a football fan.
I grew up in the midwest in a family of University of Michigan graduates. I had no choice about which team and which sport.
Grandpa Greiling’s 1974 Christmas Card, I’m the tallest of the little ones.
Dad used to tell stories of his high school football career, ended with a knee injury, but his sister hotly contests he had one at all. He was a storyteller, and preferred a good story over truth, so I think I’m siding with my aunt on that one.
When I was about seven, I made my dad to buy me a football, and I think we even tossed it around once or twice in the front yard. I was trying to make up for him not having a son. The funny thing is, I don’t really remember watching football games with him, except maybe the Super Bowl. He was usually moving, he worked on Saturdays and we did more structured things on the Sundays we were together.
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Flight to the Bruce
From the left: Gillies Lake, Cabot Head, and Georgian Bay
Over the Labor Day holiday, we flew from Ann Arbor to Tobermory, with a quick detour over Gillies Lake, Cabot Head, and Wingfield Basin.
Though we left Ann Arbor in drizzly and overcast conditions, it had brightened by the time we got to the peninsula. I have a lot to learn about taking photos from the plane, and I neglected to bring my polarizing filter (drat!), so the photos are not as spectacular as the experience…
Our flight home was not as jaw-droppingly beautiful, but it was safe and speedier than the long drive. Apparently my aunt and uncle’s wait at the Blue Water Bridge was 2 1/4 hours. Yikes!
More photos on Flickr.