ISO 80; f/5; 1/320; 23.5mm 7:45AM (Canon SD950 IS)
My mom and Fred are two very active seniors. In the top photo, Fred is kayaking on Silver Lake in the Modnacknock region of New Hampshire. He built that kayak himself.
Fred’s the kind of guy that can get up in the morning and take a hike up Pack Madnanock as if it is a morning stroll. To her credit, my mom does her best to keep up with him. It doesn’t matter what season it is, Fred is outdoors – snowshoeing, cross country skiing, downhill skiing.
Fred’s not just an outdoorsman — he’s old-school renaissance man. Remember the winter storm of 2008 when the electricity went out in the Northeast? Fred didn’t evacuate for creature comfort. He stayed the duration which turned out to be over a week. He chopped his wood for warmth, melted ice for water and who knows what else but I wouldn’t doubt if he trapped or shot (he’s quite the marksman) his own dinner. Fred was so content in survivor mode that his neighbors finally had to break it to him that the electricity had been back on on for a couple days.
Knowing all this, I was still caught off guard the next morning when Fred suggested that we take a “walk” up a “hill” to go get some blueberries.
Mind you, my niece and I did not even have a pair of sneakers with us… and this “hill” was a marked trail through the woods. It was uphill, so that part was true. But not the grassy knoll with eye-level blueberry bushes at the top, as my niece and I had imagined. Instead they were at ground level with lots of pricky, scratchy things… and the blueberries so small that they were hardly worth picking. Fred and my mom swore that they were large, juicy ones last year.
My niece, Devon following Fred on walk up “Blueberry Hill”
Whoever heard of a “hill” with trail markers?
Yes, of course we had fun! Well, the adults did. My niece bailed on me the rest of my vacation.