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Arkansas
Cabins
When my wife started
looking at Arkansas cabins as a destination for our vacation, I thought
she was crazy. We are both music aficionados, forced by our jobs to
toil in the relative obscurity of suburban Detroit, so when we have the
time to take a vacation, we like to go to a place where we can hear
music, loud and live, and in plenty. Some place like New York City, or
at least St. Louis. There is Little Rock in Arkansas. Ozark mountain
cabins are not exactly the center of the club scene.
But looking at all of the pictures of Arkansas cabins on the
internet, it got me thinking – wouldn't you know it
– of my father, and of the fishing trips he used to take me
on. When I was little, we used to fish on the Ohio river. Even then, I
wasn't what you would call much of an outdoorsman. While the other
tykes ran around, doing boy scouts and little league, I sat inside
reading. My dad, a professor at the local college, could hardly
disapprove of my nascent intellectualism, but nonetheless, he thought
that a boy my age should spend some time out of doors.
Without my father to force me outside, I must confess that I have
somewhat lost track of what the squirrels and moose are up to since
then, and I thought a vacation in one of those Arkansas
cabins might be just what I needed. There were all kinds of cabins,
from little mountain retreats in the Ozarks to generous, sprawling
villas on the waterfront. Since it was my wife's idea, I let her choose
between the Arkansas cabins, and we were off.
She's not much more decisive than I am, and by the time my wife could
make up my mind, it was basically a matter of finding which of the
Arkansas cabins were still open this late in the season. The one we
picked was an Ozark mountain cabin, way off the beaten path, and with a
breathtaking view of the whole region. Getting up there took us an
extra three hours, and just to get to town to pick up some basic
supplies was quite a hike. The electricity was bad, the water was cold,
and the cabin was not all that well insulated, but it was worth it. My
dad would be proud of me. Next time, will pick from the Arkansas cabins
earlier in the year.