King of Dreams
by
Harry n Down
We hire a 4x4, pack up our stuff, check out
and head off.
I open up a brochure.
“Howard Lake is a city in Wright County, in
the Minneapolis-Saint Paul metro area. The community was named after
philanthropist John Howard The latitude of Howard Lake
‘Is that it?” Kev asks and then laughs.
“I could read on!” I reply.
We laugh at the thought of having useful
information such as longitude and latitude and sea level. Just the sort of
information that will certainly get tourists into the area.
“Codgers Cove sounds like a nice place ta
set up base mate. Just grab a cabin and stay there. I hope that being near
wintertime not many peeps will be there. Might have the whole place to
ourselves mate.” I say with a gleam in my eye.
“How far Steve?”
“About an hour drive Kev. Somewhere on County Road
“Better stop and pick up some supplies.”
Kev suggests. I nod my agreement.
We book in for a week suggesting that we
may stay longer. Mike the manager seems very happy to have a couple of Aussies
onsite and he and his wife are helpful and very friendly.
We unpack and load the supplies into the
fridge freezer and cupboards.
Thankfully, the park is relatively empty
except for a few people who have seasonal sites.
Kev starts preparing dinner as I decide to
have a bit of a granddad nap.
I awaken to the smell of coffee and some
fragrant herbs, thyme I think, being roasted with potatoes, carrots and garlic.
Yum!
“How about we see these friends of yours
and get back home Steve?”
I stretch out and try to take in what Kev
had just said.
“You fed up as well mate?”
There is silence for a short time before
Kev hands me a beer and sits across from me and sips his wine.
“Yep! Totally fed up Steve. Had a great
time and all that but I miss home.” He takes his time and I say nothing.
“I miss the pub, the house, the garden, the
sound of the ocean but most of all I miss the feeling of belonging some where.”
Kev’s eyes squint a tad.
“We have so much in our own back yard
Steve. You and I are so damn lucky to have what we have. To have been able to
do what we have done is great but I am like you tired of it all. I just want to
go home. I just wanna sit out side in our garden and entertain our friends.”
He pauses as he takes another sip of wine.
“We may not have much but we do have each
other and of course our close mates.”
Kev gets up and heads back to the kitchen.
He stops and turns to me. “We are on the
same page mate. There’s no place like home aye?”
“Damn right Kev, ya bloody well right!” I
slump back in my chair and gaze into the air.
To be continued ................ HERE
1 comment:
Those spuds sound familiar xxxx
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