I wake up at 3:25 a.m. I don’t often reveal this fact. Most people just don’t get it. Explaining doesn’t help.
I get up early for two reasons. First, I recharge when I am alone. While some are rejuvenated by human interaction, I find it particularly draining. My workday is, for the most part, a continuous series of interpersonal contacts. Once the workday ends, I immediately transition to the role of husband and father. Joce has the kids all day; helping her means taking over kid duty. More human contact. It is important to me to be an engaged father, and the last bit of emotional energy I have for the day is spent by the time they are tucked in by seven. Eight-thirty, I’m ready for sleep. Misanthrope? No. I just love the quiet.
The apex predator of the sea has been evolving for over 16 million years – by contrast, early humans first walked upright a mere 3.6 million years ago. Found in the coastal waters of all major oceans he is notable for his size, with weight over two tons, and length averaging 11-16 feet, over 20 ft in larger members. He can swim at speeds of 25 miles per hour and descend to depths of 3,900 feet.
This killing machine has rows of jagged two-and-a-half inch teeth. An opportunistic ambush predator, he greets his pray with an initial devastating attack. An attack from below can launch his bulk up to 10 feet into the air. Highly developed senses then detect the electromagnetic field given off by the dying victim’s heartbeat.
He has no known natural predators, and is responsible for the greatest number of both bites and fatal unprovoked attacks on humans.
The hum of the tires forms the score to the predawn scene. A gray specter of trees passes by to the left; a brown blanket covers open prairie to the right. The stars fade as the sky wakes from deep blue to turquoise. The roof and doors are off and the temperature is perfect. I am at ease.
Slowing, I turn left into a break in the trees. There is a small parking area, perhaps just big enough for two cars. I’m in a favorite weekend outfit – fleece over a long-sleeve t-shirt, shorts and hiking boots. A trail leads South and I begin to follow.
A cure for four months in isolation? A month in Maine!
Every year we head to Maine for, traditionally, two weeks. This year we’ve come up for the month of July. I could NOT be happier. I worked for the first two weeks (while we were doing our mandatory quarantine), and the kids have been taking online classes. Despite quarantine, work, and school, we have had some fun!
Naturally – the view from my temporary office is MUCH nicer than at home; though I absolutely miss my 27 inch curved MSI MAG27CQ! My eyes are old 🙁
After 14 days of quarantine, it’s time to get some!
Jocelyn and I have been extremely careful during the COVID-19 crisis. We have three young kids and do NOT want to get sick!
Beginning mid-March we barely left our yard. In today’s age virtually anything can be delivered, so there was little need to go out. With me working from home and the kids taking classes online there was little need to leave the house. Sure, we would go on afternoon walks (with masks on), or play in the yard – but there was little venturing out. Live contact with other humans was virtually nonexistent.
So when it came time to head up to Maine we didn’t think twice about the two-week quarantine we’d have to do when we got here. Two weeks – that’s nothin’!
Staying calm in a scary situation turned potential disaster into a rewarding adventure!
For more than a decade Jocelyn and I have come up to Maine for a two week summer vacation. We stay at Jocelyn’s grandmother’s place on the rocky cost of southern Maine. It is right on the water, 8-10 foot tides, cool air, cold water, the whole package. I absolutely love it up here.
COVID-19 has brought great challenges and new opportunities. My employer implemented a remote work policy and Jocelyn and I are taking the opportunity to bug out to Maine for the month of July. I’ll work for two weeks and relax for two. On top of that, being an early riser, I fully intend to “get out there” before work if I can!
The first week has been very busy at work and I have only been able to look out at the grand view. Wednesday, however, I completed two big work efforts that were consuming my quiet early mornings – and Thursday was my day to get out and play!