A Short Trip

It's been an interesting week in my world. It started last when our good friends, Lynn and Becky called that they were in town. They live full time in their motor home and have for about the past 18 years. When they began their journey, there was no Internet or cell phone the way we know it today. There were only these things called pay phones around to help keep in touch when you were on the road. Therefore, every couple of years when they returned home, they would show up on our doorstep and hopefully we would be home. Sometimes we were. Now we are able to keep in touch much more easily. We even meet up with them on the road in the winter. We had a pleasant day with them on Saturday.

Sunday morning after Mass we packed up Bertha once again and headed out for the Grant River Campground in Potosi Wisconsin. This is a Corps of Engineering Campground on the Mississippi River just north of the Illinois border. We met up with our friends the Fox Valley Winnies. Monday was golf outing day. As long as I have my golf clubs and my bike along any trip is okay.

This one proved exceptionally fun. On Monday morning we all went bowling. Bowling is never quite so fun as when you go with a bunch of people who are only out for a few laughs and don't mind making fools of themselves. We had plenty of laughs. This bowling alley was inside a Casino in Dubuque Ia. So after bowling, we had lunch at the elegant and cheap buffet followed by trying to cheat lady luck at the games. I am very disappointed in the way slot machines have changed. They call them penny machines but somehow you bet $.30 to $1.50 each spin and you win pennies with each win. After that machine ate my initial limit, I found the machine I like to play. A plain old quarter slot machine with just one line to watch. I begged an extra buck off of Don and wallah!! I went home with 37 dollars in my pocket.

Yes, this is me in the kayak. It was very hot and humid on the shore and believe it or not it rained all night every night. If you read my other camping stories this year there is a very familiar theme going here. Out on the river it was a pleasant respite from the weather, not to mention the biting flies.

There was an eagle with a child nesting in one of the campground trees whom the experts among us estimated to be about three years old. We spent some time watching them. What a vision when they take to the air.

We had to leave this outing a day early so I could get back to my job at the food pantry on Thursday morning and also because we made another date for dinner with Lynn and Becky. By the time we found the best place to bike, we didn't have time to go. Anyway there was a heat index of 99 so I don't think that was such a bad thing to miss out on this time.