It’s always good to be prepared. Not necessarily prepared for what could go wrong, but prepared to change your plans.
Ever have a trip where everything that can go wrong does? This last trip just didn’t seem to want to happen. It started with the day before the trip when I came down with a bad cold. A coworker actually joked that it was an omen and maybe I shouldn’t go. But I wasn’t going to let a few sniffles and a sore throat stop me from getting outside. Besides, I was crazy excited. It’d been way too long since I’d gone camping.
I was feeling pretty good the morning we left, but as soon as we started paddling, we were both feeling the effects of not paddling all winter. All was good though, since this wasn’t a really difficult trip. A few portages, but nothing too crazy.
We found a nice site and hunkered down for the night. Even my perfect ball toss into the tree for the food bag was off. I’m surprised all of Killarney didn’t hear me cursing and swearing out in those woods! Nothing gets me riled up like that darn toss up the tree. I was using a newer rope and each and every toss was close but no cigar. I switched back to the paracord I’d used to use and low and behold, it was up on the second try. So I either need to stick to paracord, or make my throw-ball a little heavier. None the less… the hang was finished.
The next morning we woke, and over morning coffee my friend noticed that my dog’s neck was a bit red. Upon taking a closer look, it appeared that he had a bite that looked like a bulls-eye. Oh shoot. That can’t be good!
There was no tick to be found. So we started texting people (with my InReach) back home for advice. (Thank you so much Heather and Melissa!) It was decided that we’d pack up and go see a vet. If we hadn’t, we’d both wind up worrying all weekend.
So getting all packed up, I needed to refill my water bottle. I went to the rocks by the water and wouldn’t you know it!? Slipped on a rock and went for a very impromptu swim fully clothed 😆 Very typical of me being such a klutz, but not a very good time for a dip. We needed to get going!
We paddled out only to find the closest place that was open would be closed by the time we got there. They suggested calling a Sudbury vet to get an after hours number and paging the after hours vet. When I got her on the phone, she knew exactly what I was taking about and said it was most likely a black fly bite. I felt better since we were constantly swarmed by black flies! She said it was typically humans that have to watch out for the bulls-eye mark from ticks, and what I had described wasn’t anything serious. It seemed quite probable since I’d noticed a few more bulls-eye marks since we were out. Poor little guy 🙁 Thankfully he didn’t seem very bothered at all.
I was so glad that we had the sense to leave and that missing the trip was no big deal. The Silver Peak will be there next time.
And who knows? Maybe it was an omen. We joked that perhaps had we gone on, maybe we would have gotten into trouble on our rainy hike to the peak? You never really know why certain things happen in life. Maybe bad things happen to prevent worse things from happening? That’s what I like to believe anyhow.
At the Big Nickel in Sudbury
After spending a rainy night in Sudbury, we took a drive out to Algonquin to hike some trails and see if we could find anything to photograph. The day didn’t disappoint! We saw at least 7 or 8 moose! Even a couple babies!
Years ago, I had my jeep in the shop before I was due to leave for a camping trip in the states. I was only delayed one day, but during the night that I’d missed there was a huge thunderstorm and a tree fell down very close to where my tent would have been. So the breaks on my jeep turned out to be a blessing in disguise. Maybe bug bites are too?
Have you ever had a strange blessing in disguise?