About a week ago, I dropped off Rick and his bike about an hour or so past home to give him a head start on his ride last week. It was a great day -- a perfect day for pedaling!
I misjudged timing a bit. I forgot that I don't just let him out of the car and off he goes! He has to get the bike out of the trunk and put the pieces back together...
Then attach his paniers (saddlebags) to the back...
Get on his bike shoes, fill the tires and get on the helmet!
It always takes longer than I think!
Then it's time for goodbye...
....and off he goes!
I was off, too, to meet my friend Suzanne for lunch in Port Huron at a restaurant called Freighters. Unfortunately, the exit where I dropped Rick had no on-ramp going east (closed for construction) so I was on back roads for a long time till I found an entry point. (I even passed Rick on the bike!) I finally got there -- late -- and a text from Suzanne said she was stuck with traffic at customs coming in the U.S. and on the bridge. So, eventually we connected.
There is something extra good about a three-hour lunch with a good friend in a beautiful restaurant.
And the view wasn't bad either!
I had the same detour problem on the way home and made it just in time for dinner with friends Mark and Jan, whom I hadn't seen since they came home from a trip to Italy, after having had Covid while traveling. My worst nightmare. Then home to get ready for the lake.
The next morning didn't go well. Lizzie decided she wasn't going to the lake and closeted herself under the bed, right in the middle. So, I took off the mattress, shook up the box springs and scared her out. I finally got her in the box, put the bed back together and hit the road just in time for world's most harrowing rain storm, which plagued me on the road for the first 90 minutes. Visibility was awful and at times I was completely blinded. By the time I got to the lake, it was cold and damp. But it felt very good to have arrived! (Lizzie, on the other hand, seemed unphased by it all and curled up on her chair. She let me know that she would continue to not cooperate when it came to getting into her carrier. Forewarned.)
So, now I'm back at the lake. (And by the time this posts, home again and back again!) And the day after the storm? Still windy as all get out but the sun was out and check out that blue sky!
The Tree Guy threatens to come and remove this ugly stump that has been there for over a year (don't start me on the other tree guy....)
Good Neighbors Jim and Kathy have sold their house and will be leaving in mid-September. They will be so sorely missed.
I've painted a bit. It's been a little too windy to set up on the porch for any length of time, but at least I got a bit done!
Life is quiet.
If you are a reader in Ontario, Western Quebec, Vermont or Massachusetts, keep an eye out and good thoughts for this guy!
It's a long trip!