It’s just odd to be home. Amazed at how quickly we fall into our routines and habits. Instead of arising with plans for hikes and exploration of new places, we’re faced with a daunting list of mundane household tasks and repairs. This is real life, not the fantasy Fireball fairyland (do I sound a bit like Spiro Agnew?) to which we became accustomed to.
One of the first things we’ve done is fill up our cycling calendar. John has two weeklong camping/cycling trips planned with the boys, and I’ve got one planned with my best cycling pal Caroline. I’ve somehow found that I’ve got volunteer gigs planned for four bike events.
One of the first things on the list was the Ride Around Kent County. This 145 mile bike event is one John started about five years ago as a training ride for the National 24 Hour Challenge. He stepped away from leading the ride, as we weren’t sure if we would even be home in time for the event. When it became evident that we would indeed be home, I (crazily) volunteered to make the traditional RAKCwich for the cyclists’ lunch. So, on a very chilly Friday afternoon, we found ourselves up to our elbows in sandwich assembly on our deck. Jezzy kept a very watchful eye on every movement. The RAKCwich is shredded rotisserie chicken (Costco has the plumpest, best ones), organic greens, Havarti cheese, and sliced apples on a bakery bun. Tomatoes and condiments on the side. In case you’re wondering, 100 sandwiches require 14 chickens. It was a long day…..and it will be a while before chicken is on the menu around here.
Yard work continues. We had a bumper crop of maple seedings hatch in our absence. Seems like the abundance of snow kept all the unraked maple whirligigs moist enough to hatch. While we can simply mow and re-mow the ones in the yard away, the ones in the perimeter bed need to be pulled up one by one. Sunday, I finally finished – pulled about 3000 seedings. Before….. (I know because I counted the first 1000, then roughly measured volume!). After…Now I can finally plant my tomatoes, and get some new perennials and annuals in the ground.
The city streets in Grand Rapids really took a pounding this winter. Riding a bike to run errands has become a danger-filled obstacle course. In many spots, there are simply holes, threaded together with thin strands of pavement. This is the main street nearest our house – cars and buses are all fighting me for a path though this mess. I realize that it will get better, but it sure can take the fun out of a bike ride.
Some of you may remember the post from our stay at Antelope Island State Park in Salt Lake City. We were approached by folks who wanted to use the Fireball as a backdrop for their book catalog. We agreed, and here is the result. We have to laugh at the books selected, but not only is the Fireball in the photo, they also used our CampChef Everest stove as a backdrop. Hope we are not permanently on the mailing list for catalogs!
My sister showed up yesterday with an unexpected treat. For the past few years, they’ve had morels pop up in their back yard. She graciously turns them over to me. Sisters are the best!After seeing everybody’s trailers at the Blue Ridge Rally, I decided that the Fireball needed a bit of sprucing up. First step? Recovering the dinette cushions. I picked out fabric, found an old friend to do the sewing work for me, and loaded the cushions up on my touring bike to deliver them to her. Can’t wait to see the results. This is Step 1.Getting on the Oral Surgeon’s schedule for my fun-filled summer dental work has been accomplished. It will be a huge relief to get this started – and finished.