And June fades away

Kelly's bike at Lock 38

June 30 – Another month bites the dust.  We got up late so had to rush to make our special Sunday breakfast.  Bill was surprised we had venison sausage.  I decided to take my bike today and let him drop me off at Lock 38 and I’d give it a try riding back the 3 miles to camp.  I took both cameras, a bottle of water and my phone.  When I stepped outside the humidity hit me but when I got on the towpath there was a nice cool breeze so it was a pleasant ride.

 

Current train track over Potomac

I stopped frequently in the beginning to take photos of the lock, then the train bridge and Packhorse Ford, but after that I just rode and greeted those that I passed along the way.  There were bikers, walkers, joggers and dog walkers.  It’s totally flat as far as grade and the only real

Packhorse Ford - the grass patches indicate it's the
lowest point in the river to cross

bumps are small tree roots that have risen above the ground a bit.  It was cool and brisk and I guess I’ll be doing it more now.  I stopped at our first campsite on that end, #20 and did some nasty trash pick up.  There was a discarded bacon bag with what had been raw bacon that now reeked and I barely managed to get it sealed in my trash bag.  That is the real down side of camp ground hosting.  There was no other trash but post tags for a couple of spaces up to the little bridge I cross over.  I left the other half until Bill and I went out after dinner.

 

Then it was time to really get busy.  I vacuumed, put stuff away I was tired of tripping over, did some work on my bike, baked crackers, baked banana chocolate walnut bread, did the dishes and took photos of the birds on my feeder.  They are such messy birds.  The table looks like I spilled the seed.  At one time I had 5 guests on the table and 2 tiny birds who were afraid of the others on the ground eating the spillage.

 

While I was getting ready to bake my bread someone knocked on the door and a nice man who must be our neighbor, gave me a dozen fresh eggs from his 20 chickens.  Some were brown and some were white and they were definitely eggs of many sizes.  One was as big as a duck egg.  That’s a 2 egg omelet egg!

 

Bill was late getting home as he went to pick up a Sunday paper and get me an apple and a pear for my quinoa salad.  I hadn’t eaten lunch but had made a half batch of buffalo chicken dip and we had some of that with veggies for dipping, fruit and tried the bread and it was pretty good if you like banana.  I made a small one to take Susanna Tuesday when I take her to the bakery.   She’s a chocoholic so I figured she’d like it.  She’s excited that when her mother arrives, one of the places they’re going is Hershey PA.  Bill did some touch up stuff on the truck that he didn’t get to yesterday.

 

Bucky

Bucky was here for a long time tonight behind the RV eating grass.  We can see him really well right through our window and he stayed a long time tonight.  After dinner we checked the other half of the sites and didn’t’ find much which is a good thing.  A man came by to ask a lot of questions and we gave him the prerequisite literature and answered that we could.  We watched some TV and I managed to balance the checkbook but found some errors and now have to go back and re-subtract from that point.  I hate that!!!!