bike ride

In my first full day at the cab­in, I:

• Worked on the out­line for “Praise the Torch When ‘Tis Burned” (aka the “ghosts in a derelict star­ship” story)
• Went for a bike ride, snapped a few pho­tos (one of which I liked—the “On Reflec­tion” below)
• Stopped in at the store for a cou­ple of gro­ceries that I forgot
• Decid­ed, on see­ing how many peo­ple in the store were maskless—including at least one employee—that I’m going to make do with what I’ve got for as long as I can
• Went for a dri­ve to check out a pos­si­ble pho­to site dis­cov­ered by my friend Tim
• Met up with Tim in Sandy Lake for a phys­i­cal­ly-dis­tanced chin-wag on the sidewalk
• Worked some more on the “Torch” outline
• Real­ized at about 10:15 pm that 
  1. I did­n’t have enough fuel to get me to the pho­to site I’d checked out ear­li­er and back, and 
  2. all the gas sta­tions in my vicin­i­ty were closed
• Watched an episode of Fire­fly
• Checked the sky just before midnight—nice and dark and clear—then looked up “Dark Sky Sites Near Me”
• Decid­ed to check out a fair­ly close site, about fif­teen min­utes’ dri­ve from the cabin
• Got the head­er pho­to (and a cou­ple others)
• Returned to the cab­in at 1:30am and dropped into bed.