The Canadians, Tina and Wayne, came by to
talk to Kim last night…they had to leave early this morning. They’ve been in the U.S. for a couple of
months, spending a week here and a week there.
Somewhere along the line, they traded in the motorhome they came in for
a bigger, newer model. When they bought the motorhome, they had to make an
appointment for crossing back into Canada via Port Huron, which is their entry
point since they live 15 minutes from there. Something about having to declare
their purchase, pay Canadian tax, and whatever else to get it back over the
border. Their appointment is Thursday, which leaves them 4 days to travel 2,101
miles to the Port Huron border crossing. The general route we take is about the
same distance so they should be able to make it with some steady driving…and providing
there aren’t any flat tires. 😏
They have grandchildren with them, a seven-
and two-year-old. We recommended a visit to Rooster Cogburn’s Ostrich Ranch
since kids seem to have fun there. They
did go and reported to Kim that the kids absolutely loved it, although the
two-year-old got bit by a goat and tried to milk that for sympathy the rest of
the day. I guess he wasn’t aware that
you shouldn’t stick your fingers in a goat’s mouth.
Tina is concerned about the tariffs that
have been imposed since they left, but Wayne is certain that will not be an
issue since motorhomes are not on the list.
They do have plans for a trip to Florida next year for a family
gathering and based on Canadian travel requirements coming out of Washington,
D. C., they might find that visit a little more involved than it was this year.
But they’re willing to deal with it.
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Two things I’ve learned about rabbits in
less than 24 hours: they eat prickly pear cactus pads, and they move their ears
as a means of locating sound. The latter
of these two discoveries shouldn’t have been new information to me but since it
was something I never thought about, I was slightly surprised when I saw it.
Once it decided I was not a threat, it
hopped merrily on its way under the camper.
Quite often they travel under the camper to get into our side yard, and
we’ve seen the bunnies playing in the empty site beside us, so it seems that we
are visitors in their space, and they’ve made the best of it.
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Took a solo walk today as Kim woke up with a
sore knee. I wore the wrong shoes so I didn’t go far…maybe 4 electrical poles
past the big tire. But I feel
accomplished for having done it. And tomorrow I’ll wear the correct shoes.
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About one o’clock, we rode with Tammy over
to Florence to have lunch at the River Bottom Bar & Grill. We’ve seen it many times in our years coming
out here but have never stopped because the parking lot was always so darn full. Plus, it had an unpaved driveway…not my
favorite thing when I’m on the bike. Since we didn’t have any concrete ideas
about where to ride, Tammy suggested the River Bottom, saying they have good
food and live music. So off we went.
To say the place was busy would be a gross
understatement. First thing was to find a parking space in the gravel parking
lot that we’d be able to get out of; found one off to the side. I appreciated
the fact that there would be no backing up involved, just pull out forward. The
second thing was to find a place to sit. There was a band performing out on the
patio, but it was on a break when we arrived; and there were no open tables outside.
Waited a few minutes to see if a table would open up before heading inside to
see what was available. Found a table, placed an order with the waitress and
waited maybe 30 minutes for our food. By the time we finished eating and
wandered outside, there still wasn’t an open table. We could have stood off to
the side to listen, but what’s the point in that? So, we headed back to camp,
making a quick stop at Safeway
Lots of bikers were in attendance, which is
probably the norm since River Bottom features a motorcycle in its logo. It was
maybe a 30-70 split between normal street attire (shorts, sandals, trendy
clothes and well-managed hair) and biker attire (leather vests, black
shirts, jeans, riding boots, and ball caps to hide helmet hair). But everyone was well-behaved and seemed to
be having a good time. Lots of money being
spent.
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No imaging tonight because of some very thin
clouds. Tomorrow night may be the same but then we should have 4 or 5 clear
nights in a row. It’s all about patience.
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Oh, happy day! We got a squadron of javelinas on the cell camera tonight!! Two approached the camera and there were at least two more sets of glowing eyes in the background. It’s about time!!
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