I was keeping one eye on the the plastic wine glasses (filled with apple cider, not wine). They seemed reasonably safe, resting on a flat spot in front of us. The dainty stemware is fun to use on our hikes, but very easy to spill. In fact, Laurie discharged the contents of her glass two weekends in a row, and I was waiting to see if it would happen a third time. Just when I thought the cider was safe, Laurie got up and walked over to her pack. The rolled-up tent she had been using as a backrest immediately flew from its perch, rapidly gained momentum, and plowed over both wine glasses like a bulldozer. Wow, three weekends in a row! I’m not sure how she’s going to top herself next time, but I’m thinking it might be a good idea to bring a spare bottle of apple cider.

On the way home, Highway 2 was backed up for miles, as it always is on holiday weekends. Everybody’s trying to get back to Seattle at the same time I guess. The traffic was moving so slow, we decided to make the best of it. Laurie graciously took over the driving duties, and I got out of the car and went for a jog, passing car after car. I got a lot of waves and comments like, “Hey, get in line like the rest of us!” When she caught up with me, I would hop in until the traffic slowed, then I would hop out and start running again. Using this procedure, I managed to get in a 5 mile run!

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