Festivals, retreats, camping trips, stag and hen weekends

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The weekend in a field. The retreat in the hills. The hen do that is now only discussed in lowered voices. Collect every account before the details are lost for good.

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The walk to the water.

The weekend we went camping

A campground in the San Bernardino Mountains, California · A spring camping weekend · 5 people · 12 memories

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The walk to the water · 3 memories

  • Dougcame for the company and the fresh air

    nobody was in a hurry

    We walked down to a lake after setting up. There wasn't much of a path, just a trail through the trees. Phil moved ahead because he always does. Stu kept checking whether we were going the right way. Alan was behind us asking Tracy about different kinds of moss. At the water we sat on some rocks and didn't do much. I kept thinking I should suggest something, maybe a swim or a longer walk. Then I realized everyone looked content. It's surprisingly difficult to leave a good moment alone. I'm glad I managed it.

  • Tracywanted everyone to slow down

    the unexpected conversation

    Alan and I walked slowly because he was trying to identify a plant beside the path. He started telling me how he'd been keeping a list of places he'd visited with people he loved. He had dates and details, including a sandwich we'd eaten years ago. I teased him for that. Then he told me he worried he'd forget things if he didn't write them down. I hadn't realized he was thinking about memory that way. We walked for a while without talking. When we reached the water, he showed me the list. Our family's Sunday lunches were in it.

  • Stubooked the site and brought a checklist

    we got there, eventually

    I had estimated twenty minutes to the lakeside. It took forty-five because Alan kept stopping and Phil insisted on taking a path that was, objectively, longer. Ordinarily this would have annoyed me. It did annoy me, briefly. Then we arrived at the water and I sat down and discovered I wasn't thinking about anything I needed to do next. No patients, no appointments, no alarm. I could hear little waves hitting the stones. Phil threw a stone and claimed seven skips. I counted three, but for once decided not to correct him.

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Three people on the same walk. Only Tracy found out why Alan writes everything down.

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