Day 4

Despite many bumps and bruises we all made it to the last day.  We got up early and had a yummy pancake breakfast thanks to Mom, Nan and Suzzy.  Freddy couldn't stop eating.  My Mom watched in amazement as he ate pancake after pancake after pancake.  He ate so many that she ran out of pancake batter and switched to making french toast!  I tried to warn her, but she couldn't understand until she saw it herself.  

The weather was much nicer on the final day though a little chilly yet.  With the sun shining on us we were all excited to ride to the bridge.  We headed up to Pellston for our start and we would have about a 22 mile ride into Mackinaw City.  I can't even describe how hard it was to plop my rear down on my cold, wet hard seat that morning, but it was time to finish up our trip.  The ride in to Mackinaw was rather uneventful except for the crazy people driving down the road.  I've never seen people so angry at people who were just riding their bikes.  One car should have been arrested.  They charged Samone and Scott and squealed to a stop just short of hitting them.  Then proceeded to swerve dangerously close o them while cursing them out for riding bikes.  There are weird and awful people in this world.

The SAG crew met us at the bridge and we all had a quick snack before we rode across.  I was very nervous.  The main reason I was nervous was an incident that happened when I was a child.  In 1989 a Yugo was blown off the bridge.  Since I am much smaller and lighter than a car and it was a breezy day... I was a bit nervous.  No one else seemed to be and I still don't understand why.  Despite my worries I got on my bike with everyone and we headed across.  It was truly one of the most exhilarating things that I have ever done.  It was so big and high and long, simply amazing.  I got up enough courage to get my camera out for a few crossing picks.

It was a miserable trip in so many respects, but this made it all worth it.  Ride on.

Auntie-Niece 2010!!

Day 3

Well... to date we had seen some wind, some rain, some wind and rain and some chilly weather.  Unfortunately Saturday, Day 3, was a combination of all of those bad things.  The morning started with a MacGyver-style suiting up session to try to keep as warm and dry as possible.  Trying to configure clothes into being warm, dry and comfortable for a 70 mile day was an important task.  We were not too successful, but Freddy's socks converted into leg warmers were pretty funny.  We started out in the cold blowing rain all together and we were on our first leg around Houghton Lake and then Higgins Lake.  The breeze was stiff off of the water and we were all rather down about another nasty day.  We didn't have too long to commiserate however, because after only a couple of miles on the road we had another crash.  This time it was Stephen, my brother-in-law's nephew.  While winding around the lake a strong gust hit Stephen and blew him sideways a bit causing him to hit Samone's tire and sent him crashing to the road.  Luckily, he didn't take Samone or Freddy down as they were all very close together, but I certainly wish that he hadn't gone down.  When I turned to see what was happening behind me, I just caught the image of him as he hit his head quite hard on the pavement.  I once again slammed on my brakes, tossed my bike off the road and ran back to help.  I'm not sure if Freddy grabbed his bike or I did, but he had stood back up.  I grabbed him and his eyes were rolling around eerily in his head.  I made him sit down and instructed him to lay back as a large cut on his chin began to gush blood.  His mom, Cheryl was right there and had pulled out a first aid kit.  The only other place he had took a hit was on his knee and I bandaged that up quickly while Cheryl held his chin wound closed and Mike, once again, called Joel with SAG.  Joel arrived and we butterflied Stephen's chin closed and covered it with a band-aid.  Then we loaded Cheryl and Stephen into the van along with their bikes so that they could go up to the hospital for some stitches.  Then, as the song goes, we were on the road again.

Despite the rain, cold and wind we kept up our spirits.  Cheryl and Stephen had met up with their private SAG (Cheryl's husband and daughter) shortly after we took back off and they took Stephen up to the hospital while SAG brought Cheryl back to ride with us.  Freddy, Mike, Samone and I pulled away from Scott and Cheryl and we were in two groups again.  We took a break off of Higgins Lake and then continued on in the rain.  I-75 has always been bad luck for Mike and I and it was no different here.  Before we crossed the highway, Mike took a spill.  Nothing too bad we thought.  He hadn't tore his rain jacket and there were no scratches on his legs.  It was actually quite bad we later found out.  He had to have part of it butterflied up and he is sporting an interestingly shaped scar on his elbow now.  Then right when we crossed I-75 the rain started coming down with a vengeance.  You could barely even see where you were with all the rain streaming down your face.  I could have used some glasses with windshield wipers!  Mike had planned on us taking a break when crossing I-75, but instead of an underpass it was an overpass.  That was strike 3 of the day and we thought we were out.  No refuge from the rain there and so we continued on a bit farther until I heard Samone start to make small noises of discomfort.  If I learned one thing riding with Samone, if you push her too far without a break, she won't have energy back again for the rest of the day.  Sensing a downward spiral I pulled us off for a break on a trail in the woods.

It wasn't all that covered from the rain, but at least we weren't riding and we all had a snack and some anti-inflammatories.  We headed back out and the rain eventually let up past our lunch stop at Camp Grayling, where thankfully, Mom and Nan were awaiting us.  We ate quickly and I sat in the car with the heater blowing on me for some time.  I also traded socks with my Mom.  They were dry when I traded her, but then I had to put them into my wet shoes.  I figured, they were at least warmer than the ones I had on and a little less wet.  Stephen was out of the hospital and apparently ready to ride again, so he rode with us the remainder of the day.  Back on the road and we ran straight into big hills.  It was tough and we were all pushing through, somewhat together.  The next thing you knew, of course, we needed SAG again.  This time it was Mike.  His derailer bracket broke clean off and it was un-fixable roadside.  SAG came to the rescue and loaded up Mike and his bike to head to that night's stop where the repairman was.  I was the lone adult left with 3 teenagers, Freddy, Samone and Stephen.  We trudged through the end of the hills and we all really had to push hard to make it into Gaylord.  Mike got his derailer fixed and was headed out to find us, just as we were finishing up.  We all showered up and ate yummy chili.  Mom and Nan made just what we needed after such a long cold wet day.  We were all glad to have Suzzy, Joey and Colby were there to greet us as well as being warm, dry and sedentary.

Then we had a big decision to make.  We had to decide if we were going to ride across the Mackinaw Bridge the next day or not.  For Samone, Mike and I it was an easy one, but not so easy for Scott and Freddy.  The last day you have two options, you can ride the last 60 or 70 miles into Mackinaw City to complete the entire route or you can skip part or all of the ride and ride across the Mackinaw Bridge.  There is a very small time frame that you can go over, so it is impossible to do both the route and the bridge.  Last year Samone, Mike and I rode over 320 miles and didn't even barely get to see the bridge.  It was our goal the entire trip and then to not get to see it or ride over it at the end was a slight disappointment to us in spite of our major accomplishment.  So for us, it was an easy choice... OVER THE BRIDGE!!  Scott had a harder choice to make because it was his first year.  But ultimately we all were together in deciding.  We headed up the road to Wolverine for the night and planned our departure from Pellston the next morning.

DALMAC - Year 2

Well, we started September out with an exciting bike trip.  We rode the DALMAC for the second year.  (Do you like how I just pretended like it's still the beginning of September and didn't mention the fact that I'm a month behind in blogging??  Pretty sneaky right?)  This year Samone selected a new route for us to ride, the 4 day East Route.  Last year, you may remember, we did the 4 day West Route and we rode about 323 miles.  It was an amazing experience and it made us want to do it again this year.  This year on the 4 day East we were scheduled for approximately 260 miles.  We didn't train nearly as hard this year, but seriously, I'm not sure that it would have made any difference whatsoever.  It was a rough ride all around.  We got all prepped in the weeks before.  We rode, gathered equipment, tweaked equipment and generally tried to get everyone organized.  I bought a new pretty road bike, a Dawes Shelia.  We borrowed an older bike for Freddy to ride and we got new tires and all kinds of other miscellaneous things.  Last year it was only Samone, Mike and I riding.  This year it was a large cast including, Samone, my brother-in-law, Scott, Mike, Freddy, Cheryl (Scott's sister), Steven (Scott's nephew) and of course, me.  A much bigger group to wrangle!  We finally got everything together though and Freddy, Mike and I headed over Wednesday evening to pick up our registration information.  Registration was interestingly different for me in comparison to last year.  Last year I was so nervous and worried about the whole thing and this year I barely wondered about our route.

The next morning, Thursday morning, was Day 1!  Freddy had his second football game on Thursday, so he was out for the first day.  Mike and I got up about 5am and got ready to go.  We left much earlier than necessary because we were meeting Hilary and Ricardo in East Lansing for breakfast before we began.  They were in town for the weekend for Hilary's brother's wedding and this would be the only chance we would have to see them.  You know me, always trying to do everything!  So we had a very nice breakfast at O'Neils and then headed towards the MSU Pavilion, where we would begin our journey.  We arrived and the rest of our rag-tag crew was there and ready to ride.  We kissed our supporters goodbye and we hit the road.  We had a nice ride down through the MSU campus and headed north out of town on Park Lake Road.  Mike and I especially enjoyed the ride through campus... just like the old days.  About 30 minutes into our ride, just north of town we ran into our first few problems.  Namely, Samone had something wrong with her tire and it was beginning to rain.  We all pulled off together and Mike fixed Samone's tire by trading it out with his own (foreshadowing).  Off we headed again and Scott and Cheryl were treated to a few small hills.  I'm pretty sure that they were wondering what they had gotten themselves into!!  This first day, we decided to all ride together in the morning to our lunch stop at my Mom's and then we would ride our own speeds and meet up at the stopping point for the night.  We made it all the way to Ovid when the tire that Mike had traded out from Samone's bike went down and I mean way down (See how effective foreshadowing is?).  We waited as Mike then proceeded to change a flat tube.  With the new tube in place, we were up and riding again all the way to lunch at Mom's house.  We had some delicious homemade pizza for lunch.  Pizza on the first day has become our tradition and I plan to keep it on every multi-day ride from here to eternity!  Sooo good!  Mike spent much of our lunch break tweaking bikes with everything from changing tires to adjusting seats and handlebars.  I, on the other hand, spent my break looking over my last minute purchases that were delivered to my Mom's place and eating way too much pizza.  In particular I was excited to see some energy gels in my package.  One that I bought was the brand GU and was Chocolate Outrage in flavor.  I was really looking forward to trying it out.

After lunch we had a nice flat land ride all the way to Midland... in the pouring rain.  It was pretty disappointing to ride in the wind and rain, but as we would discover in the days to come, this was the easy day.  Once we all arrived at the Bullock Creek Middle School, we commenced with showering and eating, two of the most important things to you when you ride over 50 miles in a day.  

Then Samone and I decided that we would be the two elected to drive one hour back to St. Johns to watch Freddy's football game and then take Freddy back to Midland with us.  Samone and I were feeling the days ride on our drive to the game, but we both perked up once we got there.  We had pretty good weather, no more rain and not too chilly.  The team played great and killed Jackson Northwest 34-7.  Then Samone drove us back to Midland while I tried to stay awake to monitor her driving.  It was tough for me to stay awake!  Freddy helped by chatting from the back seat.  Once back, we had a snack and headed to bed.  Mike and I elected to take the tent with the huge queen size air mattress, which was incredibly comfortable.  But it also turned out to be extremely noisy. A huge thunderstorm came through that knocked down tents and trees throughout the night.  We luckily only had to deal with a few drips and the crazy noise.  So to sum up Day 1, late start, crappy weather, lots of delays and a restless night.  You can imagine how much we were hoping that Friday would be a better day...  to be continued.     

 

First Taste of Northern MI

Thursday was Freddy's first football scrimmage.  It was such hard work watching the game that we had to head north.  Becky joined us from Cleveland Thursday evening as well.  Then, Friday at about 4 pm we headed towards the peninsula.  We arrived by 7 pm and made dinner with Ken & Janet and listened to a huge rainstorm.  My dad would have paid for the amount of rain we watched come down.  We had a great dinner of burgers and then we watched a movie.  It was a nice night.  This morning bright and early Mike and I headed out for a bike ride.  What a good training ride the peninsula had in store for us.  22 miles of hills.  Whew!  I was tired!  But it felt good and was much needed for we have less than 2 weeks and we'll be headed out on the DALMAC.


We have lots and lots of plans for this weekend and we won't even get half of those things done.  But we'll sure have fun doing what we can fit in!!

Relaxation??

Last weekend was a relatively new experience for me.  I was at home.  I had no plans for Saturday and Sunday and I did this thing called relaxation.  Weird!  To my surprise, Mike told me over the weekend, that other people do this "relaxing" thing all the time.  Now, I'm not saying that it was a bad thing.  I thoroughly enjoyed every Hallmark and Lifetime Original movie that I watched, but I sure felt weird doing it.  After stating to Mike for the 3rd time that I felt like a schlub, he assured me that this was perfectly acceptable in the real world and that I would have to accept it.  So, Sunday I embraced the relaxation and enjoyed it.  First thing this morning I flung off that weird stage and headed back into my world.  We just got back from cycling  : )

Although I have abandoned the relaxation thing, I did do some really  fantastic cooking over the weekend.  I made some more bread, I got some zucchini from the Farmer's Market and made a delicious recipe titled "Zesty Zucchini" that we had made previously at Cooking Divas.  I, of course, spiced it up a bit and changed around a few of the ingredients and it was delicious!!  

Between the rain showers, I made it outside on Sunday to pick wild blackberries.  It made me think of my grandma, because my mom says she used to do the same thing every summer.

I live in her house and I imagine that I was picking from the exact same bushes she did.  I ended up with a lot more than I thought I would and I'm excited to use them a couple of different ways.  Last night I began by making a blackberry compote with peaches and orange flavored rum that I put over pan fried venison steaks.  We both thought it was amazing!

 

The remaining compote I am thinking about turning into a dessert pizza tonight with cinnamon & sugar.  Then I even have about a cup of berries left to make something else still.  I'm going to carefully consider their use.  My arms, hands and legs paid a scratchy price for picking and I want to savor my berries!  While I was enjoying climbing through the brush picking berries I also began to wonder why I don't use the many, many, many elderberries I have about and I have another tree with berries that I think are edible??  I'm going to have to look into that one.

Not in chronological order, but Friday we did have a few things going on and it was a really fun day. Walker and I went on a geocaching adventure that saw us, swimming, visiting half the countryside and finding a home for some dumped cats.  Joey joined us later and we did just a few more caches.  Then that evening we had Liz & Christine over for dinner.  Chis brought a Mediterranean feast of hummus, tabbouleh, baba ganoush, grape leaves and falafel.  It was delicious!  I made an arugula walnut pesto pasta to compliment and we stuffed ourselves.  Not too much mind you, because we all still had the energy to head out for a little geocaching.  We witnessed Liz & Chris get their first cache and they joined us in finding one that had before eluded us.  To finish off the night we stopped in the Maple Rapids bar and kicked back a few cold ones.  What an enjoyable day! 

So, in conclusion... relaxation was great for trying new recipes, but I think that I would be as big as a blimp if I did it all the time, because I cooked so many amazing recipes!  Good thing we started training for the DALMAC today!

DALMAC - Part 2

Day 3

Day 3 our trip was from Lake City to Boyne City and it was 92 miles. Day 3 was the day we began to hurt. This was certainly the most challenging day we faced. My knee began to hurt, Samone hurt all over and Mike's toosh was starting to get sore as well. The ride was very rewarding though, for all of the hurting it did. We had lots of big uphills and just as many big downhills. On two occasions we went through huge long chutes that were exhilarating and beautiful. The scenery was great all day. We passed several lakes and traversed lots of wooded backroads. Samone was very ill feeling in the morning and I was worried that our SAG may have to come pick her up. I'm very proud to say that she toughed through it and was feeling considerably better by the time we took our lunch break. I'm pretty sure her illness was due to dehydration from the day before. I began pushing liquids on her like a crazy person when she began feeling ill and it helped tremendously. This day also included the dreaded "Wall". I read someplace that it is like a 24% grade. Let me illustrate... that means that over 1 mile the hill drops 1,267 ft. I also found this on a biking website and it seems to ring true:

What does this "grade" number mean?

• 0% grade is exactly flat (and a negative grade, less then zero, is downhill).

• 2% grade does not seem very steep, but it's enough to substantially reduce forward speed, and for most riders it will absorb more than half their power output.

• 6% grade is enough to cut speed to well under half, and absorb more than 80% of a rider's power output (leaving less than 20% to fight air resistance and rolling friction).

• 10% grade, and anyone who is not a fit and frequent rider is off their bike walking -- and anyone who is not a racer is reaching for all the extra power they've got.

Hmm... Seems pretty accurate to me! Samone and I made it about half way. I think we both could have went a bit farther but I had two problems. I was absolutely terrified of A. the hill (it freaked me out) and B. the fact that my feet were clipped to my pedals and there was the possibility that I would get going so slow that I wouldn't be able to get my feet out and I would fall flat on my face. So I slowed wayyyyy down because of the hill steepness and ended up quitting earlier than needed because I was scared of spiking my face on the pavement. Samone unfortunately was right behind me and had no choice to stop as well because I was blocking her. Mike on the other hand went all the way up and sat down the whole way (not to be macho, but because he geared down too far and couldn't stand up). It was hard to even walk up the hill after we got off our bikes! We were so releived to be done with the Wall that we underestimated the 10 miles we had left. It was a very hard day! We were so happy to get to the RV and the nicest high school we stayed at on the trip. That night we were all aching and sleepy. Mike and I ventured on foot into Boyne and found some ice cream/sorbet while the SAG crew and Samone went to Traverse for a visit with Mom, Dad and the Swansons.

Day 4

Day 4. Why do we look so excited in the picture? Because we made it to the final day! We were up and out about 7:15am and we were excited that it was only a 70-some mile day to Mackinaw. It was an awful wake-up climbing out of Boyne City. Big hills to get out of Boyne and I went from chilly to sweating in about 15 minutes. My knee was still bothering me to no end, but I was hoping that it would subside. The final day was a very pretty one. We rode along all kinds of lakes, including Lake Michigan. It was pretty. My knee unfortunately, someplace in the tunnel of trees, took a turn for the worse. I was trying very hard not to cry. It was extremely painful at every pedal. We stopped for a break and a kind fella taped me up to try to help. At our lunch break I took drugs and on we went. All of us were pretty uncomfortable in our seats. Our bumms had had enough! It certainly wasn't our best pace day. I was having a hard time keeping up. Again, someplace in Wilderness State Park I had to stop because of pain. Some lady (read angel) was breaking there as well and offered to rub my knee for me. I was crying by now because it hurt so bad, but the "angel's" knee rub helped. I was able to make it the rest of the way, plus one more stop and another knee rub by Mike. We were all so excited to ride into Mackinaw HS and we had quite the welcoming committee when we arrived. I can't even describe how great of a feeling it was to hear them hollering for us; Mom & Dad; Suzzy, Scott, Joey and Lisa; Scott's sister and brother-in-law and Stephen and Ashley; and Scott's mom & dad - 12 people!

WE DID IT! 323 miles in 4 days. What an adventure!

Riding into Mackinaw HS

DALMAC - Part 1

I said I would write it and I wasn't lying. Here is a narrative of our extremely challenging and rewarding bike tour from East Lansing to the Mackinaw Bridge.

The beginning is always a good place to start and so there we shall start. For anyone who doesn't know, I take my niece and nephews on a trip every year. We call them the Auntie-Niece and Auntie-Nephew trips. I let the kids pick where they want to go.One day last fall I got a phone call from Samone while I was at work.

She said, "Aunt Becki, I know what I want to do for my trip next year..."
I said, "OK, what do you want to do?"

She then informed me that she wanted to do the DALMAC. I'm pretty sure my response began with, "Do you know that it's like 400 miles on a bike?!" and it was followed shortly with, "Ummm, I guess I need to buy a bike..." So this is how it began.

Samone decided that Uncle Mike could join the Auntie-Niece trip as well and we all bought bikes. Shortly after beginning training, we all bought padded bike shorts. Very needed. We trained for about 2 months and we rode about 700 miles in our preparation. I began to feel pretty comfortable on a bike. This was pretty dramatic for me because when Samone suggested this trip I could barely ride by myself, let alone with people without fearing I/we were going to crash! Training went well and we bought all kinds of things to prepare for the ride. We had spare tires, tubes, electrolyte chews, a bike pump, etc. And then, whether we were ready or not... it was time to go.

We drove Charlie's truck into the MSU Pavilion early Thursday morning with all three of our bikes and plans to meet up with Suzzy and Lisa (German exchange student) for lunch at our house because the route went within 2 miles of our house. We got someone to take a picture of us all before we took off, but it wasn't a great picture as you can see.

Day 1

Day 1 was great. We took off about 8am. We were so excited to be on our way and the lunch stop at home with grilled pizzas was delicious. It was mostly flat from East Lansing to our first overnight stop in Vestaburg and a pretty easy 73 mile day. We were into Vestaburg by 2pm or so and Suzzy, Scott and Lisa (our awesome SAG support that were driving an RV for us to sleep in) weren't even there yet! We beat our support vehicle to the 1st stop! We had a nice relaxing evening getting settled into the RV together and making adjustments here and there after our first real day of riding. Mike, Scott and the girls went to the football game while Suzzy and I had dinner and relaxed in the RV.

Day 2

Day 2 started about 7:45am. We were trying to get on the road earlier, but suddenly it was 7:30 and we knew we needed to get going. This was going to be our first test day. We had 89 miles to go and we were a bit intimidated by it. We headed out of Vestaburg and then we had our first unplanned stop. Samone was riding along and a car that drove by startled her. She went off the road a bit and got a flat tire. We were headed downhill, so she had to shout ahead to me of her problem and I in turn had to shout ahead to get Mike to stop. Mike pulled out all of the supplies that we had spent hundreds of dollars on for this very instance and we discovered we had a problem. The spare tube that fit Samone's tires was not on any of our bikes. Whoops! So we called SAG support-Scott and he lept into action. He headed out of town towards us with the tube and we began pulling things apart to see what we could do in the mean time. We had some patches and by the time Scott arrived we already had it patched and Mike was putting the tire back together. We decided to ride the patch and see how far it got us (foreshadowing.. Man I'm quite the writer, lol.). Off we went patched and feeling good about surviving our first breakdown.

The day continued and was very challenging. The last 10 to 20 miles of all of the days seemed like they took hours and hours and hours to complete. It was of course in these last few miles, when we were all exhausted and excited to rest that we had our second unscheduled stop. Approximately 1 1/2 to 2 miles outside of Lake City, Samone's tire patches gave out. Sweaty, dirty and exhausted we stopped to fix the flat. My suggestion of trying to fill it with air and riding it soft into town was a no-go. It wouldn't even hold air for 20 feet, let alone 2 miles. This time we had the replacement tube that fit and Mike expertly changed it out. We rode into Lake City to finish our day. We were relieved to be off our bikes, looking forward to Suzzy's cooking and a shower, after completing our longest ride yet.

To Be Continued...

Lovely Weekend. Now Time to Get Ready for the Big Show.

Well, I got the house back into one piece by the time Mike's parents arrived on Friday night. I was also excited to have Walker come over and spend the night, since school starts soon and I won't see him very much. Walker makes me smile and laugh so much. For such a serious young man, he certainly likes to enjoy himself. Mike & Diane visiting was a treat as we haven't seen them that much this summer. We are going to go to Ohio the weekend after Labor Day for a super quick trip to say hello, so we'll be seeing them a couple of times in a short period. We had a nice day on Saturday, we visited the Farmers Market, the Charm Shop and then took a trip into Threadbare Fiber Arts Studio. Momma Keenan has been wanting to check out the store for quite a while now and I was excited to surprise her with a trip there. The boys tagged along and weren't as enamoured with the knitting shop as we were. It was great fun. We tried very hard to find an argyle sweater pattern for Christy to no avail. But we did pick up some yarn and a snazzy pattern for some fingerless gloves for me and various other yarn goodies! Saturday evening we had a great dinner with my Mom & Dad, the Keenan's and Walker. Walker told me earlier that day that he wanted to stay at my house because it was fun. Alas, I told him that he had to go home that evening. But, it is my goal to make Auntie Becki's house fun all of the time, so that was a big pat on the back for me!! Sunday morning we took a 35 mile bike ride. It was Samone, Mike, Momma Keenan and I. We rode from MSU, down the River Walk through Lansing and then back to our house. It was actually one of the most challenging rides I've done yet!! My bike seat loosened and my rear-end was killing me and we were riding into an extremely strong headwind the entire time!! We stopped in DeWitt for a snack at the nicest park though and we still had a great time despite the difficulty of the ride.

Now it's time to get ready for the big show. DAL MAC is right around the corner. We will begin in East Lansing on Thursday morning and travel 317 miles over 4 days to the Mackinaw Bridge. Sunday and yesterday we went to various sporting goods stores collecting the odds and ends we didn't yet have for the ride. Tire patch kits, tire tubes, etc etc... Suzzy is planning the food and we will pack up the RV on Wednesday night with all of our clothes and whatnots. I'm pretty excited to be doing such a big ride, considering that last year at this time I didn't even feel that safe on a bike. Now it seems connected to my bottom end! I think Mike, Samone and I are going to have a fantastic time. I'm looking forward to see what we run into along the way. (For Samone, what kind of animal she might run into!! Heh.) Wish us luck and good health - Mackinaw Bridge here we come!

Month & a Half Flew By

2009 is pretty miserable so far. At least it's half over. June and July have turned out to be a couple of the worst months yet. On top of totaling my car, we've had a number of other family tragedies and it's been very stressful and sad.

Luckily God has a way of inserting bright spots along with the very awful to make you feel like continuing on. This weekend was no exception. Becky came up to visit us and we spent an awesome time hiking the Manistee River Trail. We had perfect weather and a fantastic trip. Becky came out of the woods with a slightly tweaked ankle, but was feeling better after rest and relaxation on Sunday.

I was also very lucky to become an Auntie once again!! Christy and Doug brought beautiful Helena Rose Smart into this world Saturday, July 18, 2009. Auntie Bunny and Auntie Lindsey were there to see our new bundle right away! I cannot wait for the weeks to tick by so Mike and I can drive out to see our new niece. She is so beautiful and I can't wait to whisper to her all the fun things we will do together as she grows up.

The garden is screaming for help and tonight we are taking a break from DAL MAC training. So, my plan is to head out to save it from the weeds! Maybe some pics tomorrow of the garden, homestead, goats, chickens...

Only Two Weekends Left...

Well, another fun and busy weekend down and only two more to go with Mr. Felipe. This Friday we had a very fun time wishing John, Katie and Daniel a bon voyage. It was definitely bittersweet. We will miss all the fun times we have with them as they head to Minn for John's residency. Sure will miss them...

Saturday was a lazy morning and then into EL for some bike shopping with Miss Samone. I'm excited for her to make a decision so that we can get training!! I also made a return. Yes, I said a return. I rarely actually ever return items to a store, but I did it. It wasn't really that hard at all. I just had to make the time to drive to said store and give the item back to them. Why then I ask myself, if it isn't that difficult to return things, WHY don't I ever do it? I have the best of intentions. I put the ill-fitting article of clothing in the bag with the receipt and then it takes up a spot in my room for months and I never return it. I end up sending it to goodwill, tags and all. What is the inhibiting factor to me in returning items? I'm not sure that I'll know. I can only hope that this is a turning point in my shopping career, from here on out I'll return at least some things... I hope.

Sunday was a big day, graduation day for Felipe. It's hard to believe we've been through a whole school year already. It's also hard to believe that Felipe will be going home in just two weeks! Louco! Graduation was nice, but long. Kirk's (HS principal) speech was very nice as always. He is a great speaker. The rest of the speeches were the bland graduation type you'd expect. Felipe looked snazzy in his blue cap and gown as he walked across to get his diploma. Unfortunately they slaughtered his name. Felipe Ferreira Lisboa Luz is apparently not too easy to say for the average American. Ah well, it was nice all the same.

Afterwards we went to Mom's where we had dinner. All the food was delicious and I ate way too much. CJ was our main source of entertainment. The best was when Mom gave him a full chocolate chip cookie. The happiness on his face was amazing. We all laughed and laughed as he trotted around happy as a lark eating his cookie. We also ended up watching a movie before dragging ourselves home. We watched Bedtime Stories with Adam Sandler. I loved it! I guess it just shows how much of a kid I am, but I enjoyed the whole movie. What fun.

A small report on the Duck Massacre 2009. We have two ducks that are going to live. The one that I mentioned before has been named Lucky Ducky. The second, who I wasn't sure about I think will live. I had to do a minor surgery on him/her last night. Walker has named him/her Mr. Quakers. Mr. Quackers kept opening his mouth and panting kind of. Last night I gave him a thorough looking over and discovered that his nostrils on his beak were plugged. One needle and some poking later... whola, he can breathe! I am a miracle worker, ha! Very happy that maybe in a week or so Mr Quackers will be doing well enough to join Lucky Ducky and the chickens.