I think geese pee standing on one leg.

I learned that this "weekend".

I went camping at Flatiron Reservoir on the outskirts of Loveland Monday night. It was nice! It's a small reservoir and boats aren't allowed, but there were LOTS of fishermen there. Some nice folks too. Some grandparents had their granddaughters and they lent me some cooking oil. Another guy had a cute golden retriever and he was chatting up some other fisherfolk. The guy behind me, across the road is a snorer. And the GEESE! I've been camping and had deer take over the site. You go camping in the Badlands and the buffalo come into the campsites, but I've never had a goose issue before:) A couple were hissing at me because I wouldn't give them my breakfast. (I did give them my leftover rice from dinner though. Sshhh. Don't tell the rangers.)

And yes, I went camping alone. I even bought pepper spray before I went out. I love to go, but I don't know if I will anymore. WHAT?! says my captive audience. I have an overactive imagination at night and I startle WAY to easily. It was probably just the geese walking around eating, but I thought I was hearing footsteps outside my tent. And some guy came right up to my tent and did this weird, screamy, aargh thing. I think... I'm not entirely certain what happened last night. Similar situations have happened EVERY time I've gone out on my own. I need to bring people next time.

One more quick thing. Plastic bags and boiling water don't mix. I had a camping recipe for "Baggy Omelets" that sounded really good. Maybe my bags were too cheap, but part of it broke open (duh) and the parts touching the pot burned (obviously). But it worked out for the most part!

Peace out!