Saturday, September 3, 2016
I know it is my feeding time. I am hungry.
I will stare at the cabinet where I know my food is. I will telepathically tell my humans that it
is time for them to feed me. It is all
about me. Whatever else they are doing
is inconsequential. It is all about me.
Last night, it wasn't five minutes after we came in from
sharing our campfire with neighbors Jerry and Carla of Colorado, when it
started to rain. Not hard, but it was
pleasant listening to it falling on Hannah.
Around 2am, we got some lightening and a more powerful storm. I wear ear plugs when I sleep so I don't hear
Spouse, but I took them out to listen to the storm. Unfortunately, I had to smother Spouse so I
didn't have to listen to his snoring...
By the time we woke, the rain was over. The streets were wet and it was cool. We lazed with our coffee. After my morning walk, I came back to Spouse
doing some repair work. Some caulking
needed to dry. So, off near the visitor
center is a small hike to Swan Lake. Although
they say it is a bear trail, with all the weekend activity, I doubt that is an
issue. It is a soft trail by Jackson
lake, then through a forest. The lake is
classic moose territory. Lots of water
plants floating in a beautiful lake surrounded by pines. I am sure the moose took one look at the
batch of kids near the shore and hightailed it out of there.
We decided to eat at the restaurant there. They have wi-fi. I brought the laptop so I could do my
blog. Such a luxury. Afterwards, to the laundry house. They have wi-fi too. Down right makes it bearable! Leave Spouse off the leash and the next thing
you know we have a guest. Rolf Diersch
aus Leipzig, Germany will be going on our 4WD tail along the river road.
We pick Rolf up at the Jenny Lake Visitor Center. He is bicycling around the world. Wait, he has already done that, but he is
doing more. He is 33 and got into biking
6 years ago. He has biked from Germany
to Singapore, he has biked around Australia and South America. He landed in Anchorage mid-may and biked
around Alaska, up to Denali and through the Yukon, down through Canada. Did some coast travel and now he is here,
eventually ending up somewhere probably in Bolivia in April. He likes to do at least 65 miles a day, but
it is not unusual to do 100 miles in a day.
Tomorrow is an off day for him, so he is doing a 27 mile hike. That ought to let his body rest... Sure makes me feel small with my 4 miles a
day!
The 4WD road we are on is a bit rough but goes along a ridge
over the Snake River. It is very scenic.
We leave around 6pm, hoping to see a lot of wildlife, but all we saw were
gazillions of antelope. They have the
cutest white butts! We didn't finish
till after dark and we took Rolf back then headed home. This is NOT a good time to be on the
road. Watch out for that antelope. I see eyes, watch out for that fox. We slow, we see more eyes and it is getting ready
to dart into the road, but thinks better of it, thank you very much.
Our own set of eyes was waiting for us when we got back,
thinking he was going to get some outside time... Dream on pussycat!
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