7/18/2020
Greetings from Lake George Campground!
It is Saturday morning and it is raining.
My neighbor here had warned me last night that there were
severe storms in the forecast including possible tornadoes. She said between 3:00 a.m. and 5:30. It is now 5:28 and the Weeroll
isn't rocking yet.
I imagine if I were in my tent-cot I would be stuck in the
prone position.
But I have coffee made
and I am sitting at my little desk writing to you! How cool is that! Smiles.
I arrived in Rhinelander on Monday and drove right to my
sister’s house. I disinfected my hands
with the hand sanitizer I keep on the console, I put on a paper face mask. And as I step out of the van I hear my sister
running toward me, her arms outstretched.
Oh my! Oh my!
We sat on her beautiful back deck, overlooking her yard. It was clear she had been keeping herself
occupied during the COVID shut-down by planting flowers.
This is
Only the Lonely plant. Mary says it is a member of the tobacco family.
Dave, my brother in law stepped out. Always ready with a joke, he came out wearing
a gas mask. I hugged him even though my mask was off. I turned my head away and then quickly stepped back.
I visited for an hour or so and then I had to go to the
campground and get my refrigerator plugged in again.
The camp site is roomy, though a bit slanted. I have water and electric but no Wifi
(bummer) and not sewer. I walk about ½ a
block to empty my holding tank (a two-gallon pitcher) and my five-gallon bucket under my outdoor sink.
There is
a half a cement block next to the waste-water dump opening. It is used to hold the flap open while I
pour. There are several cement blocks by the waste water dump site. I haul several to my camp site to make steps up to my door.
Unpacking my bicycle I learned that if I transport the bike upside down I need to put padding under the handlebars. The cover over the gear-shifter busted in transit.
Monday evening Mary and Dave came over with their own chairs
for a visit. It was too warm for a fire.
Qi Gong and Yoga Outside
Tuesday there is Qi Gong (Chee gong) in the park. It was wonderful. The practice is connected to nature with
movements of trees and reaching for the sun.
At times we imagine gathering energy and moving it to places in our
body. It is like a meditative and moving
prayer.
They used to do the exercises in a basement classroom. Now, with COVID closing the building, they do
it outside. The instructor tells us that
in Japan they do it outside all year long.
As we were going through the movements I had a vision of being all
bundled up in winter, the snow falling or blowing, still doing the movements in
the park.
After class we gathered a bit to chat. The instructor invited us to a class she is
teaching in the water over by St. Germaine on Monday. It sounds wonderful!
Yoga
Mary’s yoga class is meeting out in a large open field by
Nicholet College. I was the first to
arrive the morning of the class. The dew
was still clinging to the grass, the sky was clear, the air cool enough to wear
a light jacket.
Off to my left was a woman throwing Frisbee to her
Australian Sheep Dog. Off to my right
were two fawns grazing. Yep, you read
that right. I watched as the two fawns,
curious, started to walk toward the dog.
But they didn’t go far. The woman
had the dog well trained. It wanted to
investigate the fawns and me, but she made the dog sit, then lay down until it
was ready to chase the Frisbee again.
Nice!
We had about seven of us spread out on the field doing yoga
under the sun. It warmed up quickly. The fawns’ mother snorted from the woods
across the road. The fawns ran to her and
immediately began nursing. We were glad
to see them reunited.
What a lovely
class! The instructor does the classes
for free. Next week we will make a
donation to a church food pantry.
Bryan Cohen's Amazon Advertising Class
In early June a fellow AlzAuthor, Marianne Siucco,
recommended a class on Amazon Advertising.
The class would be on-line so I could attend while traveling. What I did not anticipate was that the class
started the day after I arrived in Rhinelander.
Though the instructions say you have to have Wifi and an hour to
complete the assignments, the assignments take much longer.
It was probably due to the fact that I am 67 years old.
I would watch the instruction video and then
read the assignment and go, “What?” and I would have to skim through the
instruction video again and stop and start it as I did each step.
I decided to just concentrate on promoting
Alzheimer’s Trippin’ with George in paperback (the book that recorded our road
trip to Wisconsin, Idaho, Oregon and Colorado).
One of the assignments early on was finding out what my
earnings were last month and my ranking in sales in the book category. Yay!
The book was a top 100 seller on Amazon in a couple of categories.
I worked on Mary’s deck overlooking the flowers and the bird
feeders.
Besides a wide variety of birds, (thought of you bird
watchers, Regis and Cindy, Mary Ann and Diane), she has at least four kinds of
squirrels visiting the feeders!
There were little noisy red squirrels, bigger grey squirrels,
ground squirrels (which look like chipmunks), and black squirrels. I guess a black squirrel is a grey squirrel
with a twist in the genetic code… kind of like white squirrels. Yes?
Comment below if you know.
When we visited the Grand Canyon many years ago, there were
black squirrels on the north rim of the Grand Canyon that are a divergent
cousin of the regular squirrels on the south rim.
As you can see, while I was working away I would take breaks
from looking at the screen.
Mary came out and said it felt awkward, to have me hanging
outside while they were inside. How do
we do meals? I had brought snacks with
me.
She said I could use their downstairs bathroom as long as I
wore my mask when walking through the house.
She doesn’t know about the flush plume.
That’s what the scientists have discovered, that when we flush the
toilet a plume of germs shoots into the air.
If we have COVID those germs will be in that cloud and hover there or
lay down on surfaces.
It was strange. To
think that I could be bringing with me a disease that could hurt them.
Eventually, if I continue to be careful, we can start acting
like a household. No masks and shared
indoor spaces. We could dine together
inside and cook together inside and Mary and I might even be able to play
cards! Yes!
Kayak and Rainy Work
Mary and I arranged to go kayaking early on Wednesday.
When we were putting our kayaks in a loon called out. A nice sign, I thought. The kayak glided over the clear calm water of the boat-launch channel and onto a lovely lake with the mist rising up.
I smiled and thought of George gliding along too. I know that he and I would have looked at each other with big grins. Sharing in the delight of that moment in time.
The surface of the lake was still and reflecting everything. Off in the distance we saw a gathering of six loon!
Loons are usually just a couple on a
lake. Mary said this must be a gathering
of males without mates. Then they did a
dance on the water and two flew off.
We floated around the edge of the lake and into a bay. I passed a beaver dam. Later when I looked back at Mary passing it,
I saw the beaver swimming between us. I wanted to yell at Mary to look, but I
didn’t say anything because I didn’t want to scare it away. It did eventually dive and slap its tail as
it disappeared. That got Mary's attention.
When we got back to the main lake, the loons were
closer. We floated and watched them,
then they headed right toward my kayak. My
thought was that maybe they learned kayaks round up fish, Mary was thinking the
brim of my hat might look like a beak and they thought for a moment I was
another loon.
What a lovely ride and just long enough. On the way home, Mary stopped at McDonalds
and we got coffees, “with two creams each, please.”
One day it rained and I set myself up in the garage with a
table and chair to continue with my online learning. Mary said we got four inches of rain!
Riding Bicycle and Tricycle Alone
I have reached out to WI Trikers, a Facebook group, to try
to find others in the area that would like to ride. So far I have not had luck.
I have gone on several short road rides. The scenery is lovely and there a lots of
rolling hills. Many more hills than I am
used to in Florida. The roads are quiet
that I have been on so far, and those that are a bit busier have a shoulder.
One morning I was riding my bicycle up a hill and it started
skipping gears and then the chain got stuck between the spokes and the cassette
on the back wheel. I pulled and pulled
and was wondering if I had to walk all the way back to my van. I didn’t have any tools with me… duh! How many years have I been riding?
Fortunately, it finally released and I was able to ride back
to camp being careful not to shift into low gear. Later I put the bike in the van and drove it
to Mel’s, a local sporting goods shop with a repair shop in the basement. I was pleased to see all the staff and
customers wearing masks.
While I was there I asked the staff if they knew of any bike
groups or people that do social bicycle riding together. Nope, but there are lots of nice roads to
explore, they told me.
The mechanic said that his back log is two to three
weeks. I left the bike there.
My trike is good to ride too, but the roads are bumpy, and I
prefer the bike with the shock absorbers on a bumpy ride. Maybe I will ride to a trail next week.
Day for Business and Weeroll
I went to Menards and found two nice chairs so Mary and Dave
don’t have to bring their own when they come visit my camp.
Since it is the weekend now, I have met some of my seasonal
camper neighbors. I was excited to learn
they have a happy hour. My idea of happy
hour is 4:30 or 6:00. But those times
passed. Finally at 7:50 they gathered to
walk down to the bar for their happy hour.
“Oh, I am sorry,” I said, “I don’t do inside gatherings
now.”
Bummer!
Though I did get to sit and chat with Tom who only lives a
mile or two away from camp. He and his
wife have a seasonal site here. He is a
teacher and we talked about the demands from the Education Secretary and the
President that children return to schools in the fall. They are threatening to take away Federal funds
for schools if they don’t re-start school in the fall.
Tom said his school has infants (on-site day care) up to 18
years old. He said that it will be up to
the states to decide and that Federal funding goes to Special Needs programs
and free lunch programs for starving children.
I bought flower pots… heavy ones that I won’t be hauling
back to Florida.
I bought a marine handle for hanging onto for getting into
the trailer. It attaches by strong suction cups. It seems to cling real
well, and then I will walk by and it is laying the ground! Not helpful!
I don’t have to hang on, I put it
up for others wanting to go in and look.
I guess they will have to cling to the door jam.
The rain has stopped! I have homework for the Amazon Advertising class but that requires
internet. But then so does up-loading
this blog post.
Make it a good one.
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Oh! Before I hit send!
I went for a walk to the post office to pick up mail. Mary went too. When I stepped out of the post office she was pulling weeds in the garden in front of the Post Office. I joined her. We got quite muddy but it was fun.
We were walking home from the Post Office when I saw a sign and it took a moment to sink in what it meant.
I let out a cheer and ran over to get a picture.
In all my travels north I only saw Trump 2020 signs. It was getting scary. It just isn't natural to have only one candidate's signs up. Not in a democracy!
For those of you reading this in the years to come, Donald Trump is currently
President. In the fall there will be an election. And it looks like
the rival on the Democratic side is going to be Joe Biden.
You will know what happened next. Right now, we don't have a clue.
