{"id":1037,"date":"2011-04-25T14:12:01","date_gmt":"2011-04-25T19:12:01","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.pkenagy.com\/blog\/?p=1037"},"modified":"2011-04-25T14:14:45","modified_gmt":"2011-04-25T19:14:45","slug":"the-end-of-an-era","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.pkenagy.com\/blog\/the-end-of-an-era\/","title":{"rendered":"The End of an Era"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Pardon my tardiness.\u00a0 My morning was undone by a series of misadventures not relative to this update.\u00a0 Call it just another Monday.<\/p>\n<p>Last weekend, as I do every Easter, I headed down to <a title=\"Pettits Canoe\" href=\"http:\/\/www.pettitscanoerental.com\/\" target=\"_blank\">Pettit&#8217;s<\/a> on the North Fork river for some camping and floating.\u00a0 Alas, this year my vaunted floating partner Munkirs would not be joining me for the trip.\u00a0 He cited a work conflict in his written report.\u00a0 I&#8217;m inclined to believe that maybe he checked the weather forecast for the weekend and made a decision based off that, but I will give him the benefit of the doubt.\u00a0 You don&#8217;t end a 27-year run of trips because of a few sprinkles.\u00a0 After some hasty arrangements I ended up driving our car down there with Martin on Wednesday afternoon.\u00a0 We made it down there around 5:00 that evening, with the first rain shower of the weekend arriving soon after that.\u00a0 I actually ended up hunkered down in my car listening to the Royals game on the radio for the rest of the evening.<\/p>\n<p>Thursday brought some passable weather, at least at the onset of the day.\u00a0 After a nice breakfast of bacon and egg sandwiches, Martin &amp; I barged up with Zim and Chad, and Schuler and his neighbor for a trip down river.\u00a0 (I am fairly certain Kurt&#8217;s partner had an actual name but it eludes me.\u00a0 John maybe?)\u00a0 We had a nice trip.\u00a0 Lil&#8217; chilly, but not too bad, and most importantly we stayed upright and it didn&#8217;t rain on us.\u00a0 Several others canoes in our group couldn&#8217;t say the same;\u00a0 I&#8217;m not sure I&#8217;ve ever seen that many dumps.\u00a0 By the time we got back to camp that evening Lost Brother Todd had dinner well under way.\u00a0 We had BBQ that night, reheated from our efforts last weekend.\u00a0 We way overdid it on the amounts, I think we could have fed the entire campground.\u00a0 Better than running out I guess.\u00a0 Shortly after dinner another monsoon rolled in, and it was back to the car for the Royals game again.<\/p>\n<p>Friday morning we arose to a surprise;\u00a0 Munkirs and Scotten rolling into camp at the unholy hour of 8:30.\u00a0 OK 8:30 really doesn&#8217;t qualify as &#8220;unholy&#8221; but a little ciphering would show them leaving KC at 3:30 in the morning to arrive at that time.\u00a0 Hmmm.\u00a0 It just now occurred to me as I typed that, the sheer unlikelihood of the situation.\u00a0 Remind me\u00a0 to add the possibility that they spent the night in Cabool in a warm dry hotel to the list of other conspiracy theories swirling around the campfire.\u00a0 At any rate, they showed up, throwing a little uncertainty into the day&#8217;s planning.\u00a0 (Which, not remarkably, hadn&#8217;t really started yet anyway.)\u00a0 Would I float with Munkirs?\u00a0 Martin again?\u00a0 Was Kurt going to float with Scotten?\u00a0 Well, it all sort of turned into a moot point after they wouldn&#8217;t let us on the river due to the rising water levels.\u00a0 If you could have only seen our sad little faces when we sauntered up to the office around noon, giddy with excitement for another day on the river, only to be somewhat derisively told, &#8220;I launched the last canoes for the day at 10:00 boys, no floating for you.&#8221;\u00a0 What??!!!\u00a0 How were we to know that??!!!\u00a0 In their defense, they did sort of drive down to camp and tell us, &#8220;we aren&#8217;t letting any canoes on the river after 10:00,&#8221; or some similarly cryptic message.\u00a0 Sheesh.\u00a0 Classic case of miscommunication I guess.\u00a0 Hey, breakfast wasn&#8217;t ready yet, what were we to do?\u00a0 So, we sat around the campground all day, and honestly had a pretty good time of it, as we usually do.\u00a0 And, yes, it did rain all night again.<\/p>\n<p>Saturday we drove back home, and I spent the rest of the weekend trying to reorient myself into civilization, as well as chiseling the stench of camping off my body.\u00a0 I really didn&#8217;t feel quite as beat up as usual, probably because I only floated one day.\u00a0 I went ahead and threw <a title=\"Float Trip 2011\" href=\"http:\/\/www.pkenagy.com\/photos\/float_11\/index.php\" target=\"_blank\">some pictures<\/a> up on here, so I am ahead of the game this year.\u00a0 Apparently though, I may have been a bit <strong>too<\/strong> hasty in my efforts;\u00a0 Donette has already pointed out a few unintentional anomalies which may require subsequent editing.\u00a0 I&#8217;ll see if anybody else notices the same and go from there.\u00a0 Easter Sunday Donette and I went to Stroud&#8217;s for dinner.\u00a0 I haven&#8217;t been there in a long time, although she goes there with some regularity without me.\u00a0 That place just isn&#8217;t my &#8220;thing&#8221; I guess.\u00a0 Matter of fact I&#8217;d never been to the new location.\u00a0 Turned out it was quite nice.\u00a0 One of my big gripes, the ridiculously long wait, was a non-factor and we were seated right away.\u00a0 I have to say the food was better than I remember too, it was very good.\u00a0 Now my other little quibble, that they are just a tad pricey for fried chicken and potatoes, was still in full effect, but what can ya&#8217; do.\u00a0 I guess it was a holiday, live it up a bit.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Pardon my tardiness.\u00a0 My morning was undone by a series of misadventures not relative to this update.\u00a0 Call it just another Monday. Last weekend, as I do every Easter, I headed down to Pettit&#8217;s on the North Fork river for some camping and floating.\u00a0 Alas, this year my vaunted floating partner Munkirs would not be [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[2],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1037","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-current-events"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pkenagy.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1037","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pkenagy.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pkenagy.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pkenagy.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pkenagy.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1037"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.pkenagy.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1037\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pkenagy.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1037"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pkenagy.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1037"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pkenagy.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1037"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}