After what seemed like a busy week for two retired grandparents, we had a day with nothing on the calendar. Sarah strolled off to the bus and I cut Ron’s hair. Once that was done, it was time to decide how we would fill the day. The morning was cool so we decided the motorcycle would stay in the garage.
It was looking like a windy day which meant canoeing was scratched off the list. We decided to pack a lunch and go for a drive. We first ended up in Havelock. Ron’s aunt and uncle use to live there and we drove by their old house. We then went to the grave yard to clean their stone. Ron is very good to try and keep family monuments looking cared for. From there, we drove to Campbelford to do a little walk. The start of the trail was the hardest for me…I had to walk across a suspension bridge. For those that know me well, bridges are not my thing. We started across and Ron held my hand and tried to walk the right speed (not too fast and definitely not too slow). I didn’t look left or right and definitely not down. Three quarters of the way, the wind seemed stronger. There was a little sway and I felt a panic attack coming. I couldn’t breathe and looked to the end of the bridge. A few more steps and tears came. Why do I get like this? With only a couple of steps left to go, I thought I was going to be sick. I finally felt like I could breathe when I stepped off the bridge. After a few good breaths, I was ready for our exploring through the trails. We walked through a campground and came to the river and walked along the shaded path.It was a beautiful walk with lots of places to enjoy the views of the river, the lock and the gorge but every step I took I thought about having to cross over the bridge when the hike led us back to where we started.
When our loop was completed the bridge was the last obstacle for me to do. Ron held my hand and we walked steadily across. I was even able to glance down the River once and see what a beautiful place we were in. I didn’t stop to take any pictures because I didn’t want the panic feeling to return. When I made it to the other side I felt much better. I stepped back to snap one picture.
We drove on to Deseronto to have a little visit with one of Ron’s relatives. Ron had been into the Napanee graveyard where his family history is displayed across the stones. His great grandparents’ stone had been laying on the ground. Due to the ground settling over the years it left the monument in need of repair.
Ron sent messages out to family members and a couple wanted to help with the maintenance and so while we were visiting in Deseronto, this family member gave Ron some money to help get the job done.We got home after Sarah arrived and she was happy that we hadn’t forgotten about her in our travels.
So what does a retired couple do on a day when there is nothing scheduled….whatever they want (and sometimes things that they don’t want)!