Driver1961
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I couldn't resist sharing
Please re-read Redheadrules4u- post 5
The outdoors, ahhhhhhhhhhhh, to be laying beside a river in the middle of 'no-where' on a comfortable foam couch/sofa, drink and fruit n' cheeseplatter beside me. Now what could be more ideal?
Throw your sub in,(some 6 metres from me closer to the river) spacing still (singing to self) as she washes the dishes in collar and lower-half sarong. Ummm, she asks herself aloud with each washed item, "Is this clean?" Holds each item up for clearer inspection ('wild' normally has reading glasses) Happy with each item's cleanliness she says, "Sir will be pleased" Yes, very relaxing, aftercare washing dishes.
In the middle of nature I was privvy to my normal relaxed camping state but riveted to "Wild's" enjoyment of a somewhat rare domestic chore. (Now D's we all know that in these circumstances we often think of what could spoil the 'moment', weigh up the circumstances and act or not.) I concluded that rather than wipe the slowly drying (but dripping) deposit on her face and possibly cease her magical child-like dishwashing- to leave it be and continue enjoying her 'spoken thoughts' that reinforced her respect to me.
I smiled, admiring her beauty as she spent some 15 to 20 minutes intermittedly furiously scrubbing n' trying to 'sparkle' a stainless steel frypan that is my standard woodfire frypan. I just didn't have the heart to intervene her attempts at removing the layers of blackened carbon. "Oh, I have to get it cleaner. You have to sparkle" she said aloud, holding the frypan up, see the carbon then furiously scrubbing again. (please bear in mind that at no time I asked her to sparkle the actual cooking utensils.)
It was a beautiful relaxing and connecting sight. I truly was humbled.......as I continued watching as daylight disappeared to dusk.
Suddenly a male voice interupted the peace with, "Gudday mate! You mind if we camp with you? It's a perfect spot!". A man is approaching me out of the darkness from behind me. Like Hello! Where did he spring from? I'd pulled numerous felled trees across the 500 metre track to warn me of any approach!
My WildChild continued oblivious to the interuption as I led him away from her!
I returned minutes later to 'Wild' still singing and speaking aloud to herself, and still at work on this damm frypan!.
Anyone that wants to hear what happened later that night is welcome to ask Redheadedrules4u on this thread. Needlessto say that our neighbours left very early the next morning.
The frypan has now been returned to my house kitchen.......and I'll take the chainsaw next time to this site!.
So, Camping is all thumbs up. The outdoors for 'scening' is for me, the ultimate! A few days camping where everything within me begins to resonate with relaxation.
I will continue to camp alone unless I find another couple to scene with. The isolation allows for excellent sessions out in the open without other distractions. Yes we do connect differently in the bush. Maybe it's more primal? whatever it's my ultimate. I cant wait to get some extended camping happening beside the Southern Ocena on The Nullabor!
Smiling smuggly,
He bows, waves, departs.
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