Lake Life

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Greetings from The Booth!

Just a heads-up that The Booth will be closed next week, as I will be on my annual trip to Deep Creek Lake. First of all, a big thanks to my brother-in-law, who has graciously included my family again this year, as we gather at the big Lake House to relax and recharge. He has gone through plenty of health challenges and life changes this past year, but has come through it all to once again host this annual get-together in the mountains of Western Maryland. There is plenty to be thankful for this year, for sure, and I look forward to the celebration.

As someone who actually lives in the mountains, I’ll admit that when these excursions to DCL started several years ago, a vacation in the mountains didn’t excite me as much as a beach trip. I’m more of a fan of the sand and surf, and as a kid, always enjoyed our trips to Myrtle Beach or Ocean City much more than the one we took to the Great Smoky Mountains. But, as Uncle Frank would say in the “Vacation” movies, “it’s a free trip!” However, I have come to enjoy the slower pace of “Lake Life” at Deep Creek Lake, and now appreciate simpler things like morning coffee on the deck, middays in the hot tub, and the daily 4pm cocktails and story-telling. I even look forward to my small contributions to the big jigsaw puzzle, which usually takes the entire week to complete.

But my favorite thing to do at Deep Creek Lake is the short walk or run to DCL State Park every day to run through the park or hike one of the beautiful trails–some more challenging than others. There are a few loops that are classified as “Easy,” but my favorites are the Meadow Mountain and Indian Turnip trails, which are “Moderate” hikes that take about 2 hours to navigate.  The sights are beautiful, and if you like solitude, you will definitely feel that you are the only person in the world when you hike these trails.

Several vacations ago, I tried my hand (or feet, as it were) at trail running, and quickly learned the difference between smooth asphalt and rough trails. Trail running requires attention to rocks and roots that can seemingly pop up out of nowhere and trip you up. On one particular attempt at trail running, I experienced several falls, and to the horror of a few fellow hikers, came off the trail looking like the victim of a bear attack. I wore my wounds like a badge of honor.

This year though, I think I’ll stick to hiking and focus more on the scenery, less on the exercise. Come to think of it, maybe I’ll focus more on the coffee, cocktails, and the hot tub. Lake House, here we come!

Until the next visit from The Booth…ARE WE THERE YET?

RW