LIKE GHOSTLY APPARITIONS SPIDER WEBS HUNG FROM ROADSIDE TREES THIS MORNING
Despite having a hundred and one things to do today Pheebs and I did make it out for our last Jeep ride of the summer and yes we are both already looking forward to our first Jeep ride of the Fall. Our usual short Southeast Bayfield route was in order. Quick spin down around Bayfield’s harbor, coffee to go at Shop Bike Coffee Roasters, and out into the countryside we went on a beautifully cool sunny Saturday morning.
A FEW FISHERMAN AT THE END OF BAYFIELD’S SOUTH PIER
ON A MISTY SATURDAY MORNING SOUTH OF BAYFIELD WE TURN EAST OUT INTO THE SERENE COUNTRY SIDE
WIND TURBINES STANDING IN A GROUND HUGGING MIST
It’s the best time of year for spotting spider webs along the ditches and fence lines. Overnight’s heavy dew and mornings low Sun pop them right out for you to see if you are heading in an easterly direction. If your facing West you are not likely to see them.
We were back home in about an hour and a half. Kelly’s been busy cooking and baking things for the road so our kitchen has been smelling pretty yummy. I think we have everything taken care of and hopefully haven’t forgot anything. Believe me it’s easier going away for 6 or 7 weeks than it is for 15 or 25 weeks.
We met Gayle and Richard for lunch in Bayfield at Out Of The Blue. We had the day’s special so it was fish and chips all way round. Probably the last time we’ll see Gayle and Richard along with their sweet dog Beckham for awhile but I’m sure we’ll all hook up again somewhere. Thinking about it tonight I don’t think the true reality of them moving has sunk in for me. They have lived kiddy corner to us for over 11 years. I think it will impact me when we return from our travels and find them gone. At this age and stage of the game with various medical issues for all of us it’s anybody’s guess whether old friends will ever meet again. We are all of the age where we are well aware our time here is running out. For all of us those indestructible younger days are long gone.
The wretched humidity was so bad again today we had to curtail some of our pre-travel activities until cooler temperatures returned later in the afternoon and evening. Sure hope we drive out of this miserable stickiness Sunday.
If you don’t hear from us in the next couple days just know that we are probably alright and are simply having a few internet connection problems. It sometimes happens. While in Canada we will be using Bell Mobility and Bell like Verizon can some times be troublesome.
‘ARE YOU SURE YOU WANT ME TO TAKE THIS PICTURE DAD’??……’NAW I DIDN’T THINK SO’
Well here we are on the eve of departure. Will be glad to get the big wheels rolling in the morning to shoo away these pre-travel jitters I always get. No idea when we’ll be home and I figure we’ll base it on the weather. Do not want to be caught out there anywhere in snowy conditions or icy roads. Ideally I’d like to be back in time to enjoy some of the the the late Fall weather here before the dregs of winter set in and freeze us to the spot. This is also the first time in a dozen years we have not towed a vehicle behind us so we’ll see how we make out with that. We both feel the long haul 5 and 6 month trips are behind us so we’re looking to change things up a bit starting with this Maritime trip. A smaller RV with shorter but more frequent trips may very well be in our plans next year. We’ll see how these coming 6 or 7 weeks go………………….
GROANER’S CORNER:(( On the outskirts of town, there was a big old pecan tree by the cemetery fence. One day two boys filled up a bucketful of nuts and sat down by the tree, out of sight, and began dividing the nuts. "One for you, one for me. One for you, one for me," said one boy. A couple pecans were dropped and rolled down toward the fence. Another boy came riding along the road on his bicycle. As he passed, he thought he heard voices from inside the cemetery. He slowed down to investigate. Sure enough, he heard, "One for you, one for me. One for you, one for me." He just knew what it was. "Oh my," he shuddered, it's Satan and the Lord dividing up the souls at the cemetery. He jumped back on his bike and rode off. Just around the bend he met an old man with a cane, hobbling along. "Come here quick," said the boy, "you won't believe what I heard. Satan and the Lord are down at the cemetery dividing up the souls." The man said, "Beat it kid, can't you see it's hard for me to walk." When the boy insisted, though, the man hobbled to the cemetery. Standing by the fence they heard, "One for you, one for me. One for you, one for me." The old man whispered, "Boy, you've been telling' the truth. Let's see if we can see the devil himself." Shaking with fear, they peered through the fence, yet were still unable to see anything. The old man and the boy gripped the wrought iron bars of the fence tighter and tighter as they tried to get a glimpse of Satan. At last they heard, "One for you, one for me. And one last one for you. That's all. Now let's go get those two nuts by the fence, and we'll be done." They say the old guy made it back to town five minutes before the boy.
“I got into a fight with a snail. It was a real slug-fest.”