Third Cup - Monday, October 21 - In a Treehouse
The evening before my third coffeeneuring attempt I pedaled to Oakledge Park, to scope out the ledges and beach for a scenic and flat spot to enjoy another Coffee Shop Without Walls. Wind blasted off the lake. Clearly, if the wind kept up, I would not be sipping coffee on the shoreline like last week.
|The treehouse is to the right a few yards away. Look for the metal supports.|
As I rode inland, following paved trails, I spied the treehouse. Perfect! And with a boulder nearby where I could safely brew my drink... So. weather patterns being what they are, I woke to 39 F, with treetops still bending. I waited until noon when the day warmed, then rode to the park with a basket full of supplies. This time I even remembered the water.
|A view of the treehouse (through the zoom lens) as seen from my temporary kitchen.|
I crouched under one of many grandaddy oaks in the park. The canopies are sprawling and spectacular. There is also one gigantic specimen; it dates to the 1700s.
I let the coffee steep for five minutes, add cream, then prepare to wander through the treehouse. Sip. Ah, I rather like this half-caf brew: part Cafe Bustelo, part Fair Trade DCF Espresso. Dark and strong—just the way I like it.
I stand at a bend and sip my coffee, admiring the view. I cannot rush whenever I visit. It's contemplative. Mesmerizing.
The approach is otherworldy: a network of branches, very hobbit-like. It's like wandering through a woodland canopy.
The thriving, humongous oak tree—the main feature—has ample room to grow. I smile. Every time I visit, I marvel at the engineering: the metal roof, the understated green steel supports. The construction is solid—not like the rickety backyard kind.
Total mileage: 8 miles.
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