Summer is a comin' like...like...like a very fast and unexpected thing. We have rejigged our big trip staying farther north, hitting Lake George in New York to see if what they say about Craig is true, South Portland and the beaches, Rhode Island for beaches and the Pawsox, eastern Connecticut for Bill's seafood. The theme appears to be mini-putt, beach, ice-cream, repeat. Beyond the big trip there is soccer, camping, BBQ skill refinement, ice cream, mini-putt and beaches.
What would you do at this time of year if there was no winter to get through, no reason to find the impending carnival of sweaty late sunny evenings a brief gift of the gods?