I can’t believe that I forgot to get my 1999 passport renewed before now. Should have gotten on it back in mid may after I’d moved my RV back here to the campground. I should have but didn’t. I’m an idiot. Today I was reading some old emails from my brother about our trip into Canada that is suppose to start on Aug. 30th and saw a copy of one I sent him mentioning that my passport was expiring this year. It takes from 4 to 6 weeks to renew and you have to send your passport in while they research it and all. Cutting it close I am. Close examination of the passport shows that it doesn’t have to be renewed until October 24th and I expect to be in Walla Walla, Washington by September 14th but you never know, might have a wreck or trouble on the road and have to wait there (in Canada) or something. But as long as I get internet, I’m good to renew in Canada or on the road. Immigration has instructions on how to apply if you’re in Canada. Slick. Hard to believe that I’d be held up for more then a month but stranger things have happened.
There are squirrels that live all around the building, I see them several times a day outside. Lately, I’ve been seeing them inside the building. That’s really neat since they don’t tend to bite me. Cute little guys with a nervous behavior pattern. We were setting out mouse traps a couple weeks ago and got 19-20 mice. Over time, the 8 traps we had were dragged under buildings, into the woods, etc. so we are now out of traps. It’s possible that some squirrels were the one’s dragging the traps. Most of the mice around here aren’t big enough. I’ll have to get on that again. Need new traps.
If you’ve read my earlier posts, you know that someone had snuck back into the depths of the park here and set up camp without paying. I’m certain they were here for nearly a month so they owe us $300. When I picked up all their stuff a few days ago, there a couple things they could do: come in, apologize, pay what’s due and move to an approved spot. Or they could have called the cops and told them someone stole their stuff (not likely). Or they could be sneaking in the park at night looking for their stuff. Don’t think so.
But since they have decided to not come and see us about it so far, I’m going to give their nice mountaineering tent and air mattress to a gal who has been staying at the campground for a week so far. She’s nice, and deserves a nice tent. She’s been living in her car, not very comfortable way to sleep. I’ll let her have it next week sometime. There is another, even bigger tent that seems to have been abandoned by a gal with kids. She was suppose to prepay for more time on her space 10 days ago but so far she hasn’t been in to see me. I left a note on her tent with no response, and I haven’t seen her car here for around that length of time either. Hope she’s OK but things like leaving without cleaning up the campsite happens allot so I’m not terribly worried about her.
Allison is suppose to be back from the mid-west tonight so I hope to go down to meet her at the Big I later this evening. She went back for a funeral, and discovered a couple nights before she left that she has her own little medical problem to worry about. Luckily, with all that family there and with the amazing connections they have, arrangements have been made to see that she gets the proper care, quickly and inexpensively. I have stepped up and promised to kiss her boo-boo after the surgery.
I’m getting soooo fat that I can’t stand it. I feel uncomfortable all the time. It’s not like me to be avoiding the bike but that’s what I did for the last two years up here in Alaska. Mostly because of the very cold weather but now it’s spilled into the short summer. The last week I’ve done more riding then in the 9 preceeding months. Once I hit the road again, I expect to do the 5pm to 6pm bike ride every afternoon. I usually look for challenging routes when I’m biking. Like on the beach of Mazatlan. Early in the morning. Lot’s of fun riding for miles on a beautiful but sparsely populated beach.