We went way up to the mountains of northern Alabama, to Monte Sano State Park.
No elaborate rituals. No goat sacrifice. Just hanging out in the woods. Well, we did make those solstice stones earlier. But mostly we just hung out in the woods.
I don’t think we’ve ever done that, as a family. It was good.
We stayed at a cabin built by the Civilian Conservation Corps in 1933. I’m fascinated by stuff built by the CCC and WPA, and I wonder why we don’t implement programs like that now, during this time of economic crisis. Anyhow, the cabin was small and charming. The stone floors are delightfully cool in the summertime.
We did our cooking over an open fire. Hot dogs and s’mores. Yum.
Early in the morning of the longest day, Persephone and I made a short hike to a nearby playground.
After horsing around for a while, I tried doing a chin-up. Maybe I should have limbered up first or something, because I pulled a muscle in my shoulder and neck. Ouch! I was practically immobilized for half the day.
Actually I was able to move around and even go an a slightly longer hike later in the day. We hiked out to a firetower only to find it was locked up. But at least we got to see some wild creatures along the way.
For me, anyhow, this was the best way to celebrate one of the most sacred days of the year.
So this is how our summer vacation began. After a couple nights Monte Sano, we made our way up to Indiana.