I took a walk early this morning in the area described in my book, Summer’s Squall. The rest of the family left well before dawn to climb Redcloud and Sunshine, two of the five over 14,000-foot mountains in the San Juan range of the Rockies, where we have a second home. We all climbed Uncompahgre Peak last week, and I’m still plagued by sunburn! Read more
I hate driving in Baltimore. Please don’t take offense. It’s not the city itself. It’s the multitude of one-way streets. Even when relying on my GPS, I always seem to get twisted around no matter where I’m going. Give me DC any day with its wagon wheel street design, every spoke emanating out from the beautiful white dome of the Capitol with states going in one direction and letters in the other. Now that’s a city in which I can find my way around. Even if I get lost, I know I’m never truly lost and can easily find the way out. I have a very hard time finding one good reason to drive in Baltimore. However, tomorrow, I will find 150 reasons.
Tomorrow I will attend the State of Maryland Camp Director’s Training. Though I’ve been a camp director for nine years now, I have never made it downtown for the training. This year, however, there are several crucial changes in the healthcare laws, so I must make the trek into the city to learn how to properly construct the necessary forms. So for the benefit of the one-hundred girls and the fifty staff members that attend Summer Roundup, I will boldly take on the streets of Charm City. Read more