Ahhh! It’s been forever since I’ve written. Part of that is due to the general busy-ness of preparing to move to Colorado, but the main reason is that we currently do not have a working computer that hooks up to the internet. Sam and I celebrated our 1 year anniversary on the 12th of this month. I wanted to share a few highlights from the trip because it was truly a wonderful weekend. There are lots of pictures so be prepared!
Some places have a special magic to them. For our one year anniversary Sam and I headed up to an old haunt of my family’s–a little white cabin nestled in the sandhills half way between Thedford and Valentine, NE. We packed up all we could fit in his dad’s pickup truck and drove several hours on Hwy 83 across the Nebraska countryside.
The cabin rests beside a pair of twin lakes, Beaver and Muskrat “Rat” Lake. You need to travel up and around a little winding dirt road and past two cattle gates to get up there. The cabin is in need of a good coat of paint. The two cabins to the south of ours are in better shape, but the white one holds all of our memories inside.
I remember many summer visits up to Rat Lake as a child. My siblings and I would sleep upstairs in the hot “loft” room with the wasps and the many spiders that made their homes up underneath the iron bed frames.Sam and I slept downstairs in the main room on the futon mattress.
It’s pretty rustic up there. Probably the most interesting features are the water pump at the sink, and the outhouse.Ahhh… the outhouse. I dubbed her “Old Faithful” a few years back. Yes, she is the most frightening part of the lake. I keep forgetting how bad it really is until I go up there again. Talk about the favorite hangout for all the spiders and flies on the block. I find it rather amusing and disturbing that there is a little broom in one corner whose main purpose is to sweep out the cobwebs inside the toilet hole. I always try to make my visits as fast and few as possible.
(Just as a side note, Old Faithful does add to the secluded, peaceful feel though. Things wouldn’t be the same if she wasn’t there.)
The countryside surrounding us up there is gorgeous–especially with all the rain we’ve been getting this year.
The first day we were up there, Sam and I explored a sandbar together. I didn’t want to swim, but of course my hubby had to pull me into the water.
Because of the heat, we enjoyed playing cards and drawing inside the cabin. There’s a special deck my family always plays with with cartoons from the 50s on them.
I beat Sam every time we played. 🙂 To his credit though, he did do a lot better than me when we went outside to practice shooting his little bb gun.
The sunsets over Rat Lake are glorious. I caught some neat shots before being totally devoured by mosquitoes.
On our last day up there we rowed across the lake to the hills beyond. We rested under some cedars and took some nature pics. (It was too windy to draw unfortunately.)
There is something about the place that leaves me feeling restored and peaceful inside. It’s wild, it’s primitive and rustic in many ways, but it’s special. It’s secluded. It’s a haven untouched by many hands and eyes. Sam told me that he wants to make a visit up to Rat Lake and annual tradition. I was so happy to get the chance to share one of my favorite childhood memories with him.