Won't try that again!

had a big breakfast and off to the lake early this morning, in a heavy "mist".  Everything looked good down there. We got the microwave into the kitchen and it appeared to be working. Left the lake by about 11:00 and decided to take our yearly trip down hwy 308  from East Braintree to Sprague.  Considering how dry everything is and the gentle winter we had, we thought it would be a pleasant trip, and it was at first.  Then we started finding soft spots, then wet, soft spots and then muddy, chewed up, wet, soft spots.  We also ran into three graders trying to smooth out the road, and they gave "no quarter".  David had to do some fancy driving. If we hadn't been close to mid-way, we might have turned around and headed back to #1.  Poor car!  We even bottomed out badly in a couple of spots.  But we made it through. We were very glad to finally see the pavement at Moose Lake!

South at Sprague to Warroad to buy gas, and rest a bit, then home on hwy #12.

We were both getting quite hungry, so stopped at Deacon's Corner, at the A&W.  We had onion rings.  I can't remember the last time I had onion rings.  They were so-o-o good, but so-o-o rich that I couldn't eat them all.  What a treat!

We had been considering taking the hwy #308 trip with Beth in July, but it doesn't look like it's going to be feasible, which is one of the reasons we tried it today.  We've been doing it at least once a year for quite awhile, and it's sort of sad to see civilization creeping into the area. We've seen all sorts of wildlife there, but, today, saw only one deer--in the middle of the road, as it happened. Hwy#12 was a different story. We saw a fox, sitting beside the road grooming himself, either a very big hawk or an eagle ( the area is known for eagles), and two Sandhill cranes.  We have seen cranes before, but never as far North of the border as these two were, and never more than two.  And every pasture seemed to have several baby calves, with their mothers.

Beth, I don't have a septic field story to top yours.  I sure hope the house sells.  It's so hard to deal with this sort of thing, and I can't imagine coping with it at a distance, as you are.

Today, I'm grateful for the glass of wine I found in the fridge when I got home.