It’s peaceful here on the shores of the Columbia river. Wednesday night, we were too tired to do anything, even snuggle. Let’s face it, camping is tiring. No, we didn’t have to pitch a tent, but we did have to run the auto leveling for the trailer. We also had to push the button to aim the satellite dish. Oh, the strain!
Actually, there is a lot of real work to do, from unstowing outdoor furniture to hooking up power, water, and sewage. Then we had to go find some groceries. That turned out to be a fun trip. We discovered, thanks to a billboard, a very quaint steak restaurant in Oregon.
A comment to my post yesterday asked if it is difficult to go back to the chastity device after a week of being wild. Actually, the reverse is true. After a few days of freedom, I start to miss it. I will miss peeing standing up and not haveing to deal with drips afterward. After all this time, it’s part of me and it feels like I am missing something when I am wild.
I wonder how the absence of the cage will affect Mrs. Lion. Will she be as interested in play and edging now that I am wild. Also, the change in routine and surroundings can make it more difficult for her to initiate any sexual activity. On past trips, that has been a challenge. In prior years rule enforcement has been less consistent as well. Worse, in the past I have been grumpier when on the road.
Of course, things have changed since last summer. 2.0 has emerged and has been showing her face more frequently. Before we left, Mrs. Lion wrote that I should expect 2.0 to be around most of the time. Since we have no reliable Internet, I am writing this on Thursday morning. So, it is way too early to find out if I will be spending the day and night with Mrs. Lion or 2.0. I’ll let you know tomorrow.