Fabi and I went up to Steamboat Lake State Park this weekend to get our bodies and minds clear and ready for the Democratic National Convention taking place this week just up the street from our house. Fabi, of course, is an independent voter and will feel the pressure this week as the Dems attempt to sway her vote their way. I just wanted to get the fuck out of town for a while, and since next weekend is Labor Day, I chose to not fight the insanity that is a three-day weekend at a Colorado State Park.

We had a nice campsite next to the lake. I cooked hot dogs and pork 'n' beans for five different meals (including breakfast), and the dog swam/chased chipmunks/chased squirrels/chased crows/chased other dogs/pooped all weekend long. One downside was that she awoke at every strange new sound, all night long... which meant I was awake, too, as she got up from the bedroll and investigated by glaring menacingly at the tent door flap.

Fabi rarely sits still for a photo, so I snapped this one before I noticed the sky had gone all gray.

Surfing on Clear Creek near Georgetown:

Since I work from home, it's not that exciting.

Fabi and I take take frequent breaks out in the front yard. She apparently has decided to consume an entire tree this spring.