What I did on my summer vacation...

  • Puppy80

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    Jul 16, 2009 8:30 PM GMT
    Dearest RJ Brothers,

    I thought I would recount my recent summer vacation I took with my hunky boyfriend flieslikeabeagle.

    Day One:
    Arrived in Boston, only to have it pour down rain 10 minutes after getting off the plane. Beagle picked me up shortly there after and we headed off for our camping adventure. We made a stop for some lunch and provisions (food and beer! Can't go camping without beer!) It rained for most of our drive, and luckily once we got to the camp ground it let up enough for us to unpack. It was my bright idea to pick a campsite across this nice lake. I figured it would be more private and remote. Little did I know what was in-store for us. We got our canoe loaded up for the first trip across, and paddled our way across the lake. We got to the other side ok, and I went to stand up and get out of the boat, I had one foot on the ground and one foot still in the boat when it started to drift, and poor puppy did the splits. It got to the point where i gave up and just put my foot from the boat into the lake. SQUISH!!! icon_redface.gif The rest of the trips where ok after I knew you had to get out of the boat FAST. By the time we got everything canoed over and set up it was late and wet. We cracked open a beer each and Beagle set off on making us a nice dinner by lantern light. Unfortunately, the rain continued and somehow was soaking the bottom of the tent and our sleeping bags. Spent the night a little damp and cold.

    Day Two:
    The sun made an appearance, and after a nice light breakfast we went fishing. I was a little nervous because we brought one of his dogs with us, and he kept trying to get of the boat and go for the line bobber thinking it was a ball. I did manage to catch a fish. I baby bass, but hey, it's not the size of the fish, it's that I caught one right ?? icon_rolleyes.gif We went back to our campsite, packed up our sleeping bags and headed off for the nearby city so we could hit the laundromat to dry our stuff out. We did try for a hike but the rain led us to turn back to the town and pick up a tarp to put down inside the tent to keep us dry. We did also pick up a pizza for dinner and headed back for the campsite. We parked at our spot munched on our pizza, and didn't notice until she coughed that someone was in the outhouse close by. At this point we kinda lost it and busted out laughing. Made it across the lake successfully in the mist, cold, and fog

    Day Three:
    Weather finally cleared, beautiful day. We decided to go for a nice hike near by. It was quite a strenuous hike. 5 hours round trip, but it was beautiful scenery. As you can see by the picture attached. When we got back to the camp site we where both exhausted and pretty much took a 12 hour nap.

    Day Four:
    Probably the most adventurous day of all. We packed up our camp in the morning and had just moved the first load down to the canoe and got it loaded up when Beagle got stung by a bee. The bad thing was he's allergic to bee's, but he had all the stuff for just such an emergency. He took some pills, we rowed across the lake to the ranger station, and got directions for the hospital. The bad thing was we where so remote it was about 45 minutes away from our camp site. And as soon as we got a cell signal he dialed 911 to let the hospital know we where coming in. The operator had us pull over and sent an ambulance to pick him up and drive him in. So pup was left on his own to find his way to the hospital as Beagle was rushed away. By the time I got there he was much on his way to recovery. We where there for about 2 hours, and I dutifully sat by his side the whole time. After he was released, I drove us back to the camp site, where the WONDERFUL staff had brought all our stuff across, so we just had to load up the car. Then off for home where we crashed for the night.

    Day Five:
    A wonderful day with the Beagle who had recovered icon_biggrin.gif He made us a delicious breakfast, and then we headed into Salem to check out the Witch museum. That was a little creepy but interesting. Then we went for a quick seafood dinner before driving to the airport. Unlucky for me by the time we got to the airport, my flight had been pushed back 30 minutes. But on the bright side, it meant more time with my Beagle.

    All in all I had a great great time.

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    Jul 16, 2009 9:22 PM GMT


    LOL, well done Puppy80 and Flieslikeabeagle!

    Your love can weather any storm, eh?


    Bill and Doug
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    Jul 16, 2009 9:40 PM GMT
    Thanks for sharing! A lovely story, wish I had experienced it. We're trying to arrange our schedule to get up to Boston ourselves before the summer's over, and while Florida friends are at their New Hampshire home in Keene.

    And I love proof that gay men do outdoor stuff, despite the straight slanders that we don't. One of my favorite summer events for years was an annual gay camp out in northern Minnesota, of about 45-50 gay guys, all in motorhomes, camper trailers (me), and tents. A gay man doesn't make that kind of investment in an RV unless he's pretty serious about the outdoors, no less than any straight guy.

    Thanks again for posting! icon_biggrin.gif
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    Jul 16, 2009 9:50 PM GMT
    So great! Thanks for sharing. You have to let me know next time you're here!
  • Puppy80

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    Jul 17, 2009 9:38 PM GMT
    meninlove said

    LOL, well done Puppy80 and Flieslikeabeagle!

    Your love can weather any storm, eh?


    Bill and Doug


    I came up with a funny saying after our adventure to the hospital based on his online name

    Flies Like A Beagle, until he gets Stung By A Bee
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    Jul 18, 2009 2:24 PM GMT


    So, I see Puppy80 posted our vacation adventure.

    I can't resist filling in a couple of details. First let me say Puppy was a real trooper. I think this was the first time he had ever camped outside of his back yard and he agreed to come to a pretty remote part of New Hampshire and stay at a state park that has neither electricity nor running water. AND he agreed to stay in a place accessible only by canoe or kayak. He came through with flying colors.

    I wouldn't have been surprised at all if Puppy quit on the first day after his split between the canoe and the shore ended with him in the drink. Puppy was very generous in not mentioning that his predicament was made worse by my laughing so hard at the sight of him being split between the canoe and the shore that I wasn't able to hold the boat in place.

    Puppy went on to hold it together incredibly well when we woke on Day Two, pretty well soaked to the skin and in need of a hot drink only to realize I had brought matches but not the box to strike them on. I think it was Puppy's idea to try striking them on a metal colander, which worked. Amazing what coffee can do for morale!

    I discovered on our hike on Day Three of that Puppy doesn't like heights. So the ledge where we had our picture taken was WAY outside of his comfort zone. Puppy also doesn't like cold water. As hot and sweaty as we were after a challenging hike, I couldn't tempt him to join me for a swim in Lake Sunapee. He seemed game to idea of skinny-dipping in a nearby river later that night, but in the end we both crashed from sheer exhaustion!

    Day Four was, as Puppy said, the most adventure filled of all. The plan had been to hang out at some local waterfalls, but those plans changed fast thanks to an unfortunate collision between my right ear and a wasp. I made a bad call by not accepting the park ranger's offer to call for an ambulance. But Puppy did great hurtling us down country roads toward the nearest hospital while I was shooting myself up with epinephrine and realizing that my reaction to the sting was getting ahead of the meds.

    He did a great job and got me safely to a rendezvous with an ambulance, EMT's and a paramedic. Then he not only stayed at my side the whole time I was in the hospital and pretty knocked out by the meds, but he drove another three or so hours to get us back to the state park to collect our gear and then home.

    I guess I should also mention that, on our way back to the state park, Puppy showed great tact in dealing with a local cop who pulled us over for going 42MPH in a 30 mile an hour zone. When the policeman heard about how our day had been going he sent us on our way with a verbal warning.

    I couldn't have asked for better company. How good? I'll keep that to myself: no need to attract competition for my #1 guy, now that Puppy would follow me to the ends of the earth - since that's more or less where I took him. Our next week together is set for Chicago (Puppy's home turf) next month. I can hardly wait to see what he has in store! I tired to coax him to Antigua, but he's sticking to Chicago. Probably a smart move!
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    Jul 18, 2009 4:04 PM GMT
    flieslikeabeagle saidDay Four was, as Puppy said, the most adventure filled of all. The plan had been to hang out at some local waterfalls, but those plans changed fast thanks to an unfortunate collision between my right ear and a wasp.

    Ah, a wasp. I think Puppy wrote it was a bee. Bee stings don't bother me at all, other than local swelling, but wasps are more serious. Both times I was stung while riding a motorcycle, once a wasp getting inside my helmet, another time going up my jacket sleeve.

    I got stung multiple times before I could stop the bike and get the helmet or jacket off. Unlike honey bees that lose their stinger and die, wasps can keep stinging. Both instances gave me a very bad reaction, but I declined the hospital, perhaps unwisely. I can understand the emergency you faced.