Life After Internship
After internship ended, we all got a 10 day break from work. Everyone fled
the hospital to points scattered across the globe. Cynthia, Geener, Shon, Fil,
James, Henry, Deb, and I all spent the first few days of the break up in Tahoe.
Cinny's family has a cabin on Fallen Leaf Lake (right next to Lake Tahoe.) The
view from their dock was incredible. When you look south you can see the
Desolation Wilderness Area.
Looking west across the lake, Mt. Tallac is looming.
Cinny, Shon, and I headed up on Tuesday afternoon, and got there in time to enjoy
the view from the cabin before sunset.
The next morning we hopped in the boat and headed to the general store down at
the end of the lake.
Being a former recipient of Motorboating merit badge, I felt compelled to take the
rudder of this Love Boat and do my best Captain Stubing impersonation.
I suppose that would mean Cynthia and Shon must be playing the roles of Cruise
Director Julie McCoy and the very lovely Mrs. Vicki Stubing.
A man can dream, can't he?
Here's a view down towards the lake as Shon basks in the sun on one of the cabin's
decks.
The night we got their I threw a couple of minnow traps in the water in hopes
of catching some new little friends. Here I am the next morning with my quarry.
Sucker!
Two nights late I hit the mother-load.
Much of the time at the cabin was spent eating, sitting outside, and reading for
pleasure (the novelty of it all!)
Fil and James made it up the next day, and we went for a drive and
then a short hike to a pair of small lakes in the mountains above the cabin.
The water was F-F-F-Freezing.
We drove around Lake Tahoe a little bit, and stopped to get pictures at Emerald Bay.
Shon and I.
When we got back to the cabin, Henry and Deb arrived, and it was time to get
down to the business at hand... the grilling of sundry delicious meats (and some
garden burgers for lame-o vegetarians like Geener!!)
I was sooo nervous... the sausages were child's play, but Henry prepped a couple
of salmon fillets which required my utmost concentration and vigilence.
Shon, James, Cynthia, Deb, and Fil eagerly await the culinary wizardy that Henry
and I performed on the grill.
This picture was taken later in the evening. A happy, content Henry has no idea
he is about to suffer a devastating, perhaps life threatening, injury.
Violating Cabin Rule #7, he walked around with his bare feet and got a ginormous
splinter in his foot. Here Deb preps the operatory while I plan the surgical
approach.
The sucker was huge... I actually had to make a parallel cut along it's length to
get it out.
Biggest... Splinter... Ever!!
Seriously, it was gigantor.
Anyway, having removed the splinter and being unable to find any tetanus
toxoid or immunoglobin, we resorted to our cure all... the analgesic, antibiotic,
and all around rejeuvenating properties of TGIFriday's Mudslide mix. I have
to admit (rather sheepishly) that these frosty beverages are pretty damn good.
Most.... Excited... About... Muffins... Ever!!!
The next day we all got up and went for a hike in the Desolation Wilderness
Area.
Waterfalls...
(L->R James, Cynthia, Fil, Geener, Shon, Me, and Deb... with Henry manning
the camera)
Henry had to take a squirt about 6 times in the first mile of the hike. Perhaps
he has diabetes insipidus?
Psychogenic polydipsia?
Diabetes mellitus?
Fanconi's Syndrome?
Either way, the urinalysis, 24 hour urine collection, and serum/urine
osmolalities are all pending in the lab.
Fil, Deb, Shon, and Henry warm their scaly bodies on a flat rock in the sun.
The rivers were high and care was taken when crossing them on fallen tree
trunks.
The butt-scootch seemed to be the most popular technique.
James and Fil look on at the group's progress.
That obstacle conquered, the party moved on and finally made it to our
destination...
...Grass Lake.
It was a pretty little mountain lake that had good boulders to jump off into the
water. Henry and I tried it once (I have a video of it but can't get it to post) but
the water was so cold that my cremasteric muscles are just now starting to release
their death-clench.
Casper and Yao.
Henry has never looked so majestic.
More hot butt-scootch action.
The last night in Tahoe we crossed over the Nevada border and went to the
casinos. I lost money at the blackjack tables, but did score a bucket of beers for
$6 and got to see...
...a peep show!
Here's the whole gang. Good times... good times.
the hospital to points scattered across the globe. Cynthia, Geener, Shon, Fil,
James, Henry, Deb, and I all spent the first few days of the break up in Tahoe.
Cinny's family has a cabin on Fallen Leaf Lake (right next to Lake Tahoe.) The
view from their dock was incredible. When you look south you can see the
Desolation Wilderness Area.
Looking west across the lake, Mt. Tallac is looming.
Cinny, Shon, and I headed up on Tuesday afternoon, and got there in time to enjoy
the view from the cabin before sunset.
The next morning we hopped in the boat and headed to the general store down at
the end of the lake.
Being a former recipient of Motorboating merit badge, I felt compelled to take the
rudder of this Love Boat and do my best Captain Stubing impersonation.
I suppose that would mean Cynthia and Shon must be playing the roles of Cruise
Director Julie McCoy and the very lovely Mrs. Vicki Stubing.
A man can dream, can't he?
Here's a view down towards the lake as Shon basks in the sun on one of the cabin's
decks.
The night we got their I threw a couple of minnow traps in the water in hopes
of catching some new little friends. Here I am the next morning with my quarry.
Sucker!
Two nights late I hit the mother-load.
Much of the time at the cabin was spent eating, sitting outside, and reading for
pleasure (the novelty of it all!)
Fil and James made it up the next day, and we went for a drive and
then a short hike to a pair of small lakes in the mountains above the cabin.
The water was F-F-F-Freezing.
We drove around Lake Tahoe a little bit, and stopped to get pictures at Emerald Bay.
Shon and I.
When we got back to the cabin, Henry and Deb arrived, and it was time to get
down to the business at hand... the grilling of sundry delicious meats (and some
garden burgers for lame-o vegetarians like Geener!!)
I was sooo nervous... the sausages were child's play, but Henry prepped a couple
of salmon fillets which required my utmost concentration and vigilence.
Shon, James, Cynthia, Deb, and Fil eagerly await the culinary wizardy that Henry
and I performed on the grill.
This picture was taken later in the evening. A happy, content Henry has no idea
he is about to suffer a devastating, perhaps life threatening, injury.
Violating Cabin Rule #7, he walked around with his bare feet and got a ginormous
splinter in his foot. Here Deb preps the operatory while I plan the surgical
approach.
The sucker was huge... I actually had to make a parallel cut along it's length to
get it out.
Biggest... Splinter... Ever!!
Seriously, it was gigantor.
Anyway, having removed the splinter and being unable to find any tetanus
toxoid or immunoglobin, we resorted to our cure all... the analgesic, antibiotic,
and all around rejeuvenating properties of TGIFriday's Mudslide mix. I have
to admit (rather sheepishly) that these frosty beverages are pretty damn good.
Most.... Excited... About... Muffins... Ever!!!
The next day we all got up and went for a hike in the Desolation Wilderness
Area.
Waterfalls...
(L->R James, Cynthia, Fil, Geener, Shon, Me, and Deb... with Henry manning
the camera)
Henry had to take a squirt about 6 times in the first mile of the hike. Perhaps
he has diabetes insipidus?
Psychogenic polydipsia?
Diabetes mellitus?
Fanconi's Syndrome?
Either way, the urinalysis, 24 hour urine collection, and serum/urine
osmolalities are all pending in the lab.
Fil, Deb, Shon, and Henry warm their scaly bodies on a flat rock in the sun.
The rivers were high and care was taken when crossing them on fallen tree
trunks.
The butt-scootch seemed to be the most popular technique.
James and Fil look on at the group's progress.
That obstacle conquered, the party moved on and finally made it to our
destination...
...Grass Lake.
It was a pretty little mountain lake that had good boulders to jump off into the
water. Henry and I tried it once (I have a video of it but can't get it to post) but
the water was so cold that my cremasteric muscles are just now starting to release
their death-clench.
Casper and Yao.
Henry has never looked so majestic.
More hot butt-scootch action.
The last night in Tahoe we crossed over the Nevada border and went to the
casinos. I lost money at the blackjack tables, but did score a bucket of beers for
$6 and got to see...
...a peep show!
Here's the whole gang. Good times... good times.
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