The Adventure Begins
Work slowed down so I ended up taking the 20th
off too. The plan was to leave straight after work so I could get to my spot
well before the apocalypse—you know, just in case the Mayans were on Easter
Standard Time. But now I could leave even earlier in case they were originally
from Australia.
Then I thought that was silly since all of my detailed research of the
Mayans—on the internet—did not once mention their affinity of Vegemite.
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| Come on Mayans, be specific! |
So I thought it would be alright to stick around a little
while longer to make sure I had everything and take care of some last minute
items—like cashing in my checking and savings accounts and buying up some
gold. I still made it out around mid-day
because I figured daylight savings always throws me off since we don’t have it
in Arizona,
so it had to wreak havoc on the Mayans.
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| Did your apocalypse remember to fall back?! |
My dogs were all settled in the back seat of my Jetta
because it will be lonely when I am the last person alive and they would be a
lot better than a volley ball. Kvasir still gets kind of nervous with car
rides, but he will thank me when it is all said and done.
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| No Wilson, we're still good. |
I made it to my spot in good time. A friend turned me on to
the spot a couple years back and I thought it would be the perfect place to
make my last stand. It is an amazing spot with huge oak trees and not a soul
for miles. I guess I ran the risk that I
would have stumbled upon that friend camping there when I arrived but there
were several other locations I noted on the same road that I think I would have
enjoyed checking out too.
Fortunately it did not come down to that and my spot was
vacant. There were still patches of snow in places from the last storm! It was
going to be a great trip. I opened my 12-pack of soda and placed them in the
snow.
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| Nature's cooler! |
Then I set up my chair, tent, sleeping bag and a few other
necessities and went to collect some firewood for the night. The previous
tenant left some wood when they left so I didn’t have to work too hard at
it. I thought about paying the favor
forward, but I would be the last camper at that site. So I fixed up the fire
pit and piled on the kindling and such so that all I had to do was light it.
Then I snapped a photo:
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| Home, sweet apocalyptic home! |
It was a clear, cool and quiet night. I got the fire going
real nice and added a bit of rum to my soda and life was perfect. After feeding
the pups I heated up some Dinty Moore in the can and settled in for a nice
night of star gazing.
I thought it would be appropriate to stay up until midnight.
I mean, was the end of the world going to start right at midnight? I didn’t
want to miss out on any of the fire and brimstone show!
I don’t think I made it to 9pm.
I headed off to the tent to go to bed and called the pups.
It was supposed to get to freezing in Tucson,
so that meant low 20’s there, so I was going to let them sleep in the tent too.
I opened the door and Kvasir went right in.
Then I looked inside and found that Gehenna was already inside. I
assumed that he snuck in through the partially opened zipper and went to bed.
Well sometime in the middle of the night Gehenna decided
that it was much warmer in front of my face. I’m not sure how much of that I
endured before I woke up but I decided that was a good enough reason to get up
and use the little boy’s room. The pups went out too—I remember thinking to
myself how positively stunning the stars were at that moment—Well I finished
checking on that man about a horse and darted back to the tent to get back in
my warm sleeping bag.
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| This is a true fact. |
I guess my eyes had properly adjusted to the night sky
because it was at that time that I saw how Gehenna got in. Apparently he gnawed
at the mospuito netting until he got a hole big enough to stick his nose
through and forced the rest of his body through said hole . . . both dogs spent
the rest of the night outside.
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| If I had thought, it would have been a perfect dog shaming |
Be sure to check back tomorrow for the thrilling conclusion
to my tale! Did the end of the world happen? Was it on Eastern Standard Time?
Did my dogs join Team Mayans after the snub? All these questions and more will
be answered tomorrow!
Until next we meet
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