Monday, June 23, 2008
(My) Life at the Cottage
This sign was put up years ago to scare the living bejesus out of me – and it worked. (My fear of bears is family legend.)
Following completion of some work done on the cottage property, an official inspection was required. After the inspection (but prior to my arrival) family members erected the sign in order to have a great laugh at my expense. Pure evil genius.
I caught a glimpse of it while walking over to my sister’s cottage and froze - in fear and dread. “Oh, dear God – local officials spotted bears here. That’s it. I’m doomed. I’ll never feel safe at the cottage again.”
Okay, so I’m gullible. But doesn’t that sign look official to you?
And there are bears up there. For instance - at the local garbage dump. Not a favourite hang-out of mine. One was also spotted at the end of the lake – and it’s a small lake.
As for those numbers 2 and 3? That is an official sign and its purpose is to note the location of cottages 2 and 3. Yes, we’re quite capable of counting and we do know which cottage belongs to whom. The sign is to aid local emergency services – if ever required.
Which reminds me of another fear I have at the cottage. Fire.
How do I ever manage to enjoy myself up there?
(Just so you know, I got a wicked black fly bite on the back of my neck while taking that picture. It feels like the size of a golf ball. Gosh, the risks I take to come up with a blog post…)