This weekend Scott and I celebrated our anniversary, #12. He surprised me and got his mom to babysit the kids. We went to Silverwood amusement park. That was a blast. I rode all the rides, even the one that went 70 mph, with 6 twists in it. That one made Scott sick for a day, despite the motion sickness medicine he had taken. That ride was exhilerating. But my favorite ride was the squirrel cages. That was really fun. Towards the evening we rode a water ride, and we got soaked head to foot, but it was still fun. I was freezing after getting wet, so we went back to the Bed and Breakfast place Scott rented. It was about 10 pm and we went out to look at the stars on the deck in some chairs. Around 11:30, we heard this loud gutteral HISSSSS sound only 25 feet away from us. i have never seen Scott so scared, he was running so fast and left me in the dust, but he did open the door for me to our room.
Scott was so scared he couldnt shut and lock the door, because my coat was in the way. I thought the wild animal was trying to get into our room, as Scott frantically struggled with the door. The animal made the sound 5 times as we were running to the room and trying to lock the door. It was so dark, no moonlight, so we couldnt see it. Prior to this, we were talking about wolves in Idaho, and cougar traveling route (an issue in the National Geographic I read). As we lay panting in our locked room, we couldnt for the life of us figure out what animal makes the sound. It was definately a big one, since it was so loud. The next morning as we sat around the kitchen table for breakfast with the other guests at the bed and Breakfast place, we asked the owner about the sound, and he said it was probably a moose.
That was so funny when I think about it, I nearly cry remembering it. The next day we went on a 16 mile bike ride on a paved bike trail. It was 8 miles downhill, and then 8 miles uphill. We stopped at a big lake, and there was a bike bridge over the lake. There were a lot of bikers on the trail. and this older lady, passed us going back up the hill, as I was huffing and puffing up the hill. She says as she passes us, "This is my first time doing this ride." I was thinking what is wrong with me?