Having to be somewhere this morning at 11 a.m. I took Pheebs out for a short Jeep ride before that. We again puttered into and around Bayfield, snapped a few photos and we were home again. After dropping Pheebs off and loading the Jeeps winter/desert tires into the back I headed off to Clinton's Huron Tirecraft.
|I HOPE THOSE DARK CLOUDS ARN'T PACKING SNOW|
|A DRIVE DOWN BAYFIELD'S MAIN STREET|
My appointment was for 11 and of course, I was there in good time. Took my Kindle along and read for an hour in the waiting room. Right on the stroke of high noon I rolled out of Huron Tirecraft and headed home to the hum of my 4 heavy-duty tires gripping the road beneath me. It was two winters ago I last had them on and although I didn't have any problems last winter with my summer tires I feel far more confident and secure with these tires on during these upcoming wintery months. Especially with the types of backcountry snowy roads Pheebs and I have a habit of plowing around on.
|IF YOU LOOK CLOSE YOU CAN SEE THE JEEP UP ON A HOIST GETTING THE TIRES CHANGED|
|HEADING HOME FROM CLINTON UNDER CLOUDY SKIES|
Of course, my afternoon was again spent mainly in our sunroom reading and bonking around on the computer. I generally put most of my day's posts together in the afternoons now. Looks like this will pretty much be my daily routine now until some time next Spring.
|PHEEBS AND I EVEN GOT OURSELVES A WALK IN THIS MORNING|
|AT THE END OF THE BUSH LINE IS A LITTLE SUMMER PLACE IN THE FOREST|
GROANER'S CORNER:(( Three patients in a mental institution prepare for an examination given by the head psychiatrist. If the patients pass the exam, they will be free to leave the hospital. However, if they fail, the institution will detain them for five years. The doctor takes the three patients to the top of a diving board looking over an empty swimming pool and asks the first patient to jump. The first patient jumps headfirst into the pool and breaks both arms. Then the second patient jumps and breaks both legs. The third patient looks over the side and refuses to jump. "Congratulations! You're a free man. Just tell me why didn't you jump?" asked the doctor. To which the third patient answered, "Well Doc, I can't swim!"