Pass in hand (or on the windshield) we went to the hike the Bog Trail. It was a nice morning and the trail was an easy two miles round trip. A highlight was finding pitcher plants.
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| See the bee? |
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| Pitcher Plants |
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| An orchard |
After our hike, we drove through Grass Lake and stopped at the old Rail Station. This is now available for party rentals. It is such a pretty stone building.
Interesting things we saw just driving around.
Picked up a few things at the grocery store and back to the rig for a chill night. Not. Bruce went into the coach and I followed a few minutes later. The door was locked. Hey Bruce, open the door. I can't. It won't open. Great, I am on the outside, he is on the inside, and the door refuses to open. Now Bruce as his usual patient self is giving me instructions on what I should be doing on the outside while he is dismantling the lock on the inside. We are passing tools through the window. All to no avail. He needs to get outside. So, I get the ladder out and set it up at the bedroom window. This is one of two emergency windows. The other is over the dinette, not happening. This window is about eight feet off the ground and the window opens from the bottom up. It is a rectangle 2 feet by 3 1/2 feet. There are day/night shades in the window. He had to hold the window up, bypass the shades, turn around to get on the ladder without breaking his you know what. Once he was out, he still couldn't get the door to open or the lock mechanism to come out. The piece that moves the latch in and out broke in half. If we had been robbers, we probably could have gotten in. After all else failed he got his Sawzall out and cut the latch off. Still wouldn't open. Frustration level very high to say the least. He climbed back inside through the escape window, breaking the string holding up the day/night shade, and I am on the outside pushing a knife against the now sawed off latch. He is doing whatever he could on the inside. This door was not opening for anyone. Finally, with nothing but brute force, he finally got it opened. Now we have a door that won't close and two cats very interested in all these proceedings. In fact, it blows open and Cali jumped out. Thank goodness she likes these meat stick treats. With a little tempting, I was able to get her back in. With a little imagination and gaffers tape, we retired for the night.
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