the weather wasn't cooperating yesterday morning as we were trying to get ourselves excited for going to spend the day at the washougal river, a trip that had to happen yesterday if it was going to happen this weekend, because moniquipher's social calendar for this summer is almost uncomfortably cramped -- not to mention the separate social calendars of the couple's constituent parts (sorry tom!).
it was still cloudy when we put down our towels on top of a dry span of rock between those two waterfalls. was one of them dougan? that was the namesake of the dirt road we took to get to our spot, but we'd parked at least a mile from where the dirt road split off from the last paved one, and there had been at least three other waterfalls visible through the foliage between the road and the river ravine as we were driving in.
the sun came out by three, but i'd already decided not to hold out for it and to go for a swim, so i was more than acclimated to the cold when the day finally got warm. at least i'd dry more quickly, which was incentive enough for me to go for another dip in the deeper pools under the bridge up the road from where we parked and just downriver from one of the waterfalls. i didn't, however, attempt the jump from waterfall number two that all of the high school kids were making when we arrived.
the day wasn't dissatisfying, but moniquipher and company all expected to be as heat and sun exhausted from the trip to the washougal as we had been after getting back to the city from rooster rock the week before. luckily, we'd had our day made for us in the parking lot of new seasons before leaving to the river. 12:30 p.m. is an unarguably decent hour. and it was lucky for all of us that the hair of the dog had been necessary for heather's morning recuperation. those little bottles of stoli are so cute! and new seasons had sparkling water and organic grapefruit juice on sale (it was summer inside the store, even if it wasn't outside).
that woman in the old lime green hatchback didn't know what she was getting herself into when she came over to ask through the cracked right rear window how long we were planning to sit in that parking space, which was apparently hers. i don't know why she thought that i would be driving miss daisy and that the two of us in the car weren't waiting for friends, but she could have used a driver herself. and that's certainly not agism, she just seemed like she could have used some stress relief (her social calendar must be tight as well), and she was the one who blamed the mindset of our generation for her escalation of the conflict.
stress relief certainly wasn't what the lady got when heather got out of the car. you would think the lady would have expected something after the call out she made, but she was running back to her hatchback after the first swing. she didn't even stick around to get her parking space when we finally pulled out. we may not have had sunshine at the river, but heather's sparkling, vitamin enriched sunshine in a bottle brightened all of our days. new seasons may be the friendliest store in town, but that lady might be keeping her distance for a while. more friendship for us. and deals on whoop ass for the rest of the summer.
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