{"id":1091,"date":"2007-04-22T19:50:53","date_gmt":"2007-04-23T00:50:53","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.allyngibson.net\/?p=1091"},"modified":"2007-04-22T19:50:53","modified_gmt":"2007-04-23T00:50:53","slug":"on-skipping-stones","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.allyngibson.com\/?p=1091","title":{"rendered":"On Skipping Stones"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>About three miles from the house is the Liberty Reservoir.  It&#8217;s an artificial lake that provides water to Baltimore.  It being a pretty day&#8211;clear blue sky, temperature around eighty-five&#8211;I packed a bag with notebook and pens, grabbed a towel, and drove out to the reservoir.  I wanted to get some writing done while communing with nature.<\/p>\n<p>The road into the lake was closed off, so I parked in the visitor lot (as had many others), grabbed my bad, and jumped the barrier.  I had to hike into the lake.<\/p>\n<p>It was about a mile and a half to the lake.  For the first thirty seconds after I&#8217;d jumped the barrier across the road I had second thoughts&#8211;perhaps this <i>wasn&#8217;t<\/i> a good idea.  Hearing voices along the road eased those fears, and passing a couple of their way out eased them completely.  I hiked around a bend, then around another, and at the top of an incline there was a fence.  I jumped the fence, and a well-trod path led me through what seemed to be a Christmas tree farm to the water&#8217;s edge.  I laid out the towel, sat down, and fished out my wriitng materials.<\/p>\n<p>It had taken about twenty minutes to reach that spot from the car.<\/p>\n<p>I wrote three pages over the next hour.  A character I anachronistically named &#8220;Dirk&#8221;&#8211;I needed a name, stat, and that was the first thing that came to mind.  After about an hour I had a visitor; a man came down the path with his black Labrador.  They stayed for a few minutes&#8211;the dog wanted to pull him out into the lake, and finally the man tired of that.<\/p>\n<p>It was relaxing just to watch the wind blow across the water.  It was the right place to write&#8211;I was writing a scene set at sea.  It was quiet, too.  Though the highway ran across the lake about three quarters of a mile off from my position I barely noticed.  Finally, my arm cramped up, and I needed to stretch.  I skipped stones across the lake.<\/p>\n<p>There&#8217;s a common mistake people make when skipping stones.  They look for flat stones.  Usually, flat <i>lightweight<\/i> stones.  There&#8217;s an obvious problem here.  When you put the spin on the stone, a flat lightweight stone will curve and tumble rather than fly true.  Then you&#8217;ll get <i>maybe<\/i> one skip if you&#8217;re lucky.  The key to a successful skip is not the angle.  What you need is a heavier stone, one with a single flat side.  Spin the stone parallel to the flat side and the stone&#8217;s weight will keep it stable in flight, giving you multiple skips.<\/p>\n<p>Another fifteen minutes skipping stones and I was ready to hike back out to the parking lot.  All in all, it had been a perfect outing. \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>About three miles from the house is the Liberty Reservoir. It&#8217;s an artificial lake that provides water to Baltimore. It being a pretty day&#8211;clear blue sky, temperature around eighty-five&#8211;I packed a bag with notebook and pens, grabbed a towel, and drove out to the reservoir. 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