As you may have heard, Shreveport has been host to some major flooding and Clayton’s project site has been hit especially hard. Because of this, he’s been temporarily pulled to another job in Vermont and left mid-June. Fortunately for us, he was able to come back to Shreveport for the 4th of July – unfortunately for him, we had already decided to spend the weekend in south Texas. His 8-hours of travel turned into 13+ hours of travel when he went straight from the airport to the car for a 5-hour drive. Happy birthday, America.
We arrived to Todd’s (Clayton’s coworker) lake house at 1am and immediately crashed in preparation for a busy couple days only to be awoken Friday to the sounds of boat engines and jet skis on the water. The daylight finally allowed us to see the condo in all its glory — right on a canal off the lake, the back deck provided the perfect base-camp for our weekend festivities.
After breakfast we piled into the boat for some attempted water-skiing and wake-boarding but quickly found out that the early bird gets the
worm glassy water so we retired to the deck for a relaxing afternoon of lunch and naps in the sunshine. We soon learned that the reason Todd bought a place there was because he was raised in the area, that night he gave us the grand tour of the local bars and brewery – everywhere we went had live music and killer patios. Rough childhood.
The next morning we arose early to take the boat out and decided it was as good of time as any to introduce Tex to life on the water. At first he was unsure of the boat – since it was Brittany’s first time wake-boarding there was a brief period of the engine revving up and then slowing down to circle back after she would fall. Tex kept getting thrown forward and back and was soon half on my lap / half on the floor – a super comfortable position for all parties involved. When Clayton jumped in the water to help Brittany, it really set Tex off. The fact that he could hear him but not see him was too much so Clayton coaxed him into jumping into the water and he totally loved it. We got ourselves a water dog.
That night we visited a local winery, Spicewood Vineyards, for a tasting – the best part: it was dog-friendly. The wines were a little sweeter than we normally drink but we bought a bottle to support the cause. Wink, wink.
After the tasting we dropped Tex at home and Todd took us to a Krause Springs, a camping and swimming area that his friends manage. They always host a huge fireworks show for the 4th and work to improve (aka add more ammo) every year. The fireworks are set-up in a huge open field and launched completely by hand by a crew of about five dudes living their dream job for the night. One box had a minor malfunction and burst near the ground just as I was trying to snap a picture of Todd enjoying the $60k show:
We closed out the weekend by attempting to exhaust our pup before the 5-hour trek back to Shreveport. We took swimming to the next level and introduced fetch in the water. Per usual, he loved it.
On the way back to Shreveport was where our paths crossed with Ms. Henderson and later than night, Clayton returned to Vermont, where he is still residing for another couple weeks. In his absence Tex and I have been busy with various social activities (let’s be real, we’ve been spending all of our time at the dog park) and our first ‘bring your dog to work’ day. We survived.