Week 3 lj idol-- Into the woods
He was an outdoorsman. She was all tea cups and scones. In the early days of their marriage she went along to get along and it was all his call. Usually they would be in a group of his friends. The men were all motorcyclists, the women were either young mothers or in stages about to be. She had nothing in common with these women other than their menfolk were friends. But there she was, hanging out.
He loved to go camping. Sleeping on the ground when beds had been invented held no appeal for her. Yet there she was, in a sleeping bag on the lumpy cold ground. It was a little known place in the Ozarks. He compromised and stayed at a KOA. In his mind, it was almost cheating to camp at a place with hot and cold running water and indoor toilets. But this was his concession to her, and the other wives demanded it.
It was early spring and as it so happens that time of year, it rained. Normal folk would have packed up the tents and left for home. But rain just meant mud, and mud was the icing on the cake for the dirt bikes and the men who loved them.
The first day the women would play cards in the larger tent, being careful not to touch the distended walls to cause a leak. The men would be out on the trails tearing up the terrain and raising hell. The second day it rained harder and as luck would have it, the plumbing went out at the KOA. The toilets were overflowing and the rest rooms were shut down. People started taking to the woods.
He told her to turn around and not to look. He climbed up the hill and into the woods. She turned around. She looked and saw him squat and relieve himself. It was a sight so repellant and yet fascinating she couldn’t stop herself.
That was thirty-eight years ago.
this is my lj idol entry for week three, prompt=Coprolite