Since all had been well this time around, we figured we’d stay put at this particular location, at least for a little while longer. Waking up to the stream was such a delight; listening to the trinkets of water slowly making it’s way through the stones down the valley while leaves followed with it. I must say awakening to little to no disturbances was nice for a change. Isn’t remarkable how much good can come from moving a short distance, not far from the previous? Spiffy and I stretched out our arms and legs as we turned our heads and smiled at one another as though we were reading each other’s mind; taking advantage of the day. When you have nowhere to be and lot’s to be done, the best way to use your time is to use it wisely and efficiently. Stepping out of the tent and admiring the stream, I dipped my toes in the crystal clear water, just deep enough to not touch my ankles where my blue jeans ended. It was nice and cold given the hot day it was. The sun had peaked not even a full two hours ago and already was it musty out.
Not thinking, I put my pink rubber flip-flops back on that laid behind me by the stream. I went to climb the slight upward slope but when I did, I started slipping like crazy, my flip-flops sliding out from underneath me; stuck in my tracks. I began doing what looked to be a mix between the rain dance and chicken dance. Fortunately I finally got Spiffy’s attention after whaling like no other. “What was that about?” Spiffy asked as he helped me up. “I put my wet feet in my sandals and lost traction.” I replied. “Oh Sweets…” Lesson learned, never wear rubber foam flip-flops on wet feet if in nature.
From day one, Spiffy has had this brilliant idea of washing clothes in the stream by using a bucket and some soap. “Yeah, and then we can dry them off tree limbs.” Sweets responded with a perplexed expression “what! No, no I have a better Idea.” “Why can’t we do that?” Spiffy and Sweets had a lot of dirty laundry racked up, in which they’d need an alternative if they planned to save time and energy. “We’ll just use a clothes line.” No joke, Spiffy had not a clue as to what one was.
It took some explaining and visual details not to mention examples of how our grandparents and long before that used this method and only this method to hang dry their articles of clothing before Spiffy jumped aboard. The one big downfall being deep in nature is that there are aren’t many options when it comes to shops, actually, none at all. We used our handy Google maps and drove to the nearest hardware store, Home Depot. It was a haul of a drive but nothing we weren’t used to nowadays. We picked up a bag of clothespins, a roll of mason line, and a homer bucket.
Unraveling the mason line, we wrapped one end to one tree several times and strung it over to the other tree proceeding to do the same, wrapping the line around; securing it tightly. Next we scrubbed our clothes in the bucket with soap, rinsed in the stream, and then hung using the clothing pins, attaching them on the clothing line we created.
Here is exactly how we washed our clothes:
- Fill the bucket with stream water and mix in Dr.Bronner’s soap (All natural, eco friendly, multi purpose)
- Drench and scrub a few articles of clothing at a time and let soak for 10-15 minutes and empty into an air-tight bag you can discard later
- Re-fill buck with fresh water rinsing as much soap off clothes as possible
- One by one,drape clothing at the stream, swishing back and forth just under the surface of the water, rinsing. (If you sink your clothes too deep, your clothes with collect the mud at the bottom of the stream.)
- Hang clothes to dry by clipping them to the clothes pins on the mason line.
WALLA! There you have it
“Sometimes a little change of scenery is all that’s needed for a better quality of life.” Wouldn’t you say so?