There's an old Yiddish proverb: Men plan, God laughs, which Woody Allen modified to: If you want to make God laugh, tell him about your plans. Or maybe I'm thinking of the John Lennon quote: Life is what happens to you while you are busy making other plans. Philosopher Lao Tzu, father of Taoism said: A good traveler has no fixed plans, and is not intent on arriving. Of course, old Lao was merely paraphrasing Mike Tyson, father of ear munching, who said: Everybody's got plans - until they get hit.
So, the original plan was that since my daughter would be away all week in Puerto Rico, my wife and I would both take the week off and take a trip. However, since my wife works at a school, the No Child Left Behind Act means this past week was test week - most of NCLB seems to be focused on testing kids to death. Like many master plans, No Child Left Behind has some admirable aims (good vision) but not so strong in ability to execute. So, Carole could only take one day off. I still took the whole week off and got in a good deal of kayaking and biking.
I kayaked twice on Triadelphia Reservoir. The first time was from the Greenbridge putin on a cold and windy day. I headed upstream (northwest) with winds gusting to 25 mph at my back and about 2 miles in I hit a thin skim of ice. It was fun blasting through but in about another mile or so I hit another iced-section. The kayak could easily break through but I couldn't get the paddle through the ice cover. With the wind gusting (and the water cold) I didn't want to mess around, so I just backed out and fought the wind back to the put-in. Later in the week I put-in at the Triadelphia put-in off of Rt. 97 and the ice was gone. Lots of fish jumping, water like glass, a beautiful day to boat.
The day Carole and I did have together, we decided to go up to Baltimore and walk on the Gwynn's Fall Trail since we only had half a day - Carole will be running in the Cherry Blossom Festival 10 miler and had schedule an 8 mile run later in the day with some (much younger) co-workers. Carl and I had biked this odd trail last year - after about .75 miles the paved trail turns into an abandoned section of Wetherdsville Road. Rather than continue south on the trail. we continued on the abandoned road to the olde towne of Dickeyville - almost like being transported to the Cotswolds in England. All in all a very nice 5 mile round trip hike, though Gwynns Falls river is amazingly trash covered. Later that day, Carole would hit the wall in her 8 mile run, so maybe the hike took something out of her.
While I never ended up really going anywhere, I did get in about 40 miles of biking, 12 miles of kayaking, 5 miles of hiking and some really good naps - sorta like being retired, I guess. Or like going back to being a government employee...