The sun will come out today, today; you can betcha bottom dollar, today!!! Yep, finally. Three days of rain is enough. Our skin is all shriveled up and gills are beginning to form on the sides of our necks. I’d say that we’ve had our fair share of rain.
Being that it’s going to be a good day, we’ve scheduled ourselves a gunkholing trip. Each year, when we get to Maine, Mike and Shauna and Darrell and Judy have to go gunkholing at least once and today is that day. Be sure to tune in tomorrow to find out what holes we gunked.
Yesterday was a “tiring” day. Get it? A “tiring” day. In that the truck got new tires and a four wheel alignment. We purchased Michelin tires, expensive, and then I drove the truck to Rockport Automotive for the alignment. It took over an hour to do the four wheel alignment and I expected to drop a couple hundred bucks but, it only came to $64.95. Surprise, surprise!
Wow, I didn’t think that anybody did anything to a Duramax Diesel truck for less than a hundred bucks any more. The man who did the alignment owns the exact same truck, only it’s different – his is the four door cab model. Their shop has a brand new sophisticated computerized alignment machine that makes sure the “towing” and the “cambering” and the whatever is purr-fect. Yep, the truck is a happy camper once again and the tires on the truck go ‘round and ‘round all around the town.
While I was waiting for the truck, I strolled on down the “road a piece” to the 3 Dawg Café (only their was four dawgs) and enjoyed a couple of cups of coffee and a raspberry tart while I sat reading in my Nook in their nook. After an hour there, I wandered on back to the “garage” where I waited another forty five minutes for them to complete the alignment job.
Judy “stood” to home and read her Nook in her nook. Once I returned home, with two pounds of haddock that I picked up along the way (road kill), we whipped up a nice old fashioned George Patterson Signature Fish Chowdah. That will be for dinner tonight after a hard day of gunkholing.
Shauna had to w*rk last night (she’s a per diem nurse and does second shift), so Mike fried up some deer steak (more road kill, literally) and some ‘taters and onions and warmed up the left over fiddlehead greens from the other day for “suppah”. Boy! Those Patterson boys can scrounge up a meal outta just about anything and still eat like kings. So it was with another day in the life.
Well, in the words of the immortal Porky Pig, “That’s all Folks!!!” May God Bless - - - - - - -