Angus and I hopped into the car. He turned the radio on low. The local radio station was playing all of Gordon Lightfoot’s hits.

“I need it to keep awake.” Angus explained as he pulled out of the parking lot to the ballad ‘Carefree Highway’. It certainly seemed true after having dropped Ted off at the hospital.

Travelling back to camp along the winding highway in the pitch black darkness was mostly carefree. Angus did have to come to a screeching stop once for a moose crossing which was briefly terrifying. We finally, thankfully, pulled into camp at about two in the morning.

Well hello there!

“Thanks so much Angus for everything tonight. I so appreciated your help.” I told him earnestly.

“It was an interesting trip, that is for sure. Bears and moose and appendix, oh my!” We both snickered as we got out of the car and grabbed out backpacks.

“Will you be able to sleep in a bit?” I asked Angus.

“Unfortunately, no. I’m the DJ for Radio Acorn tomorrow.” He sighed. “Can’t really arrange for a sub at 2 AM.”

“Bummer.”

We both quietly crept upstairs and I bid him goodnight as he went to his room. I made my way up as silently as possible to the third floor. Camp was amazingly silent. Just crickets, tree frogs and the occasional loon calling could be heard through the open windows. When I entered my room, Himself, in the lower bunk and my son, on a small mattress on the floor, were sound asleep. I didn’t even bother to change into my pajamas and just climbed the ladder up to my bunk and lay on top of my sleeping bag. Despite all the excitement I slept soundly until Radio Acorn woke me with a start on Saturday morning.

I laughed when I realized that Angus was playing ‘The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald’, another one of Gordon Lightfoot’s biggest hits. From the bunk below I heard a startled gasp.

“What the heck?!” Himself grumbled. I looked over the side of the bunk down at my husband.

“Oh ya. That is part one of the wake up call. You have about thirty minutes until breakfast is served.” I cheerfully explained. Himself gave me the stink eye and pull his pillow over his head. I started down the ladder.

“Nobody told me about that!” He grumbled.

“I’m going to go and get the morning medications all set up. I will meet you guys up here before breakfast.” Himself peeked out from under the pillow.

“You are already dressed.” Himself looked at me with bewilderment.

“I never bothered to change. We got back at about two.” I shrugged as I looked at my wrinkled outfit and then I grabbed a hat from the hook behind me. It would be sufficient to cover my wicked bedhead.

“I have a feeling we’re not in Kansas anymore!” He said as he rolled over.

“I’m trying to be carefree.” I told him and then closed the door behind me.

no kidding!