I joined Gary at Lake Ottawa this afternoon. I will be here for at least a week. On the other hand, he might go to Seymour for a day or two in which case, I would stay here even longer. Only one of us has to check on things down there.
Lake Ottawa is in the Ottawa National Forest in the Upper Peninsula. It is near Iron River, so we will not have to drive such long distances to get groceries and other supplies.
It is cooler here than it is farther south but still a bit humid. The solution was to jump into the cold 500 acre lake at sunset and paddle around until our body temperatures have been lowered. By then the night breezes were blowing. Gary turned on the air conditioning fan to pull those breezes into the camper. By the time we go to bed, we'll be pulling quilts onto the bed to stay warm. Great sleeping weather.
Big news! Gary actually threw out one of the chairs he had accumulated, bringing us down to a mere eleven, but I look at that as a major step.
Tomorrow I'll have tea with Anita Joy, our camp hostesses with the most-est who will be 82 years young this next week. What should we give her? She has every trinket one can think of around her camper. One year, someone from the national forest service tried to get her to take down all the knic-knacs, flowers, and signs but the campers rose up and complained. Anita and her stuff are still here. The forest service rep is gone. We all love Anita and will take her side every time.
We are thinking a bouquet of balloons but are up for suggestions.
Lake Ottawa is in the Ottawa National Forest in the Upper Peninsula. It is near Iron River, so we will not have to drive such long distances to get groceries and other supplies.
It is cooler here than it is farther south but still a bit humid. The solution was to jump into the cold 500 acre lake at sunset and paddle around until our body temperatures have been lowered. By then the night breezes were blowing. Gary turned on the air conditioning fan to pull those breezes into the camper. By the time we go to bed, we'll be pulling quilts onto the bed to stay warm. Great sleeping weather.
Big news! Gary actually threw out one of the chairs he had accumulated, bringing us down to a mere eleven, but I look at that as a major step.
Tomorrow I'll have tea with Anita Joy, our camp hostesses with the most-est who will be 82 years young this next week. What should we give her? She has every trinket one can think of around her camper. One year, someone from the national forest service tried to get her to take down all the knic-knacs, flowers, and signs but the campers rose up and complained. Anita and her stuff are still here. The forest service rep is gone. We all love Anita and will take her side every time.
We are thinking a bouquet of balloons but are up for suggestions.
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