May 16, 2017. Action Figures We Are Not.

May 16, 2017.  Action Figures We Are Not.  It has been a light day.  The only activity was a one-hour bike ride.  The rest of the day consisted primarily of loafing and reading and a little bit of work. I did purchase a rear view mirror for my recumbent.  Annie has one.  When we ride on the road, she shouts, "Car!" when one approaches from the rear.  If I have my own mirror, it frees her of that responsibility.  It also enables me to watch her in the event there is another high-speed, high-impact collision with the earth.  After the mirror was installed on the handlebar of my bike, we took off down Sunset Drive, the major road through the park.  We hadn't been on the road two minutes when I heard her yell, "Car!"  I knew that.  That's the major reason I bought the mirror.  Annie can't constrain herself.  Her job is to keep her family safe.  On this trip, I am her family.

Today's pictures require no explanation.  I have added a few from yesterday's leftovers.  I thought they were too good to leave "a smoldering" on the hard drive of my computer.  All the flower photos were taken at The White Gull Inn.

We met another couple at Eagle's Bluff Lighthouse yesterday.  They were from Racine, Wisconsin.  They have visited the state park repeatedly over the years.  I would guess their age to be mid-forties.  Mrs. Racine has had a total knee replacement on her right side.  She said she needed another on the left side.  She described the procedure as "the most difficult thing I've ever done."  She was referring to the post-surgery rehabilitation.  The major source of discomfort is when the therapist bends the knee past 90 degrees.  Despite the painful rehab, she said she was looking forward to having the left knee done.  She is very happy with the results on her right knee.  That success has her looking forward to a similar result with her left knee.

Annie was envious.  She had total replacement done on both knees simultaneously in 2004.  Her scars are about twice as long as Mrs. Racine's.  Her results have not been what we hoped for.  Her knees still hurt and limit her mobility.  They are better than they were.  They are just not as good as we had hoped.  We wished Mrs. Racine success on her next procedure.

I have heard nothing more from Dick, the retired Navy pilot who expressed interest in Harvey.  He and his wife are staying in the home of some lifelong friends.  However, they are in this campground several times daily watching the warblers.  We've nodded and howdied several times, but that's it.  Annie asked me if I was going to ask him again if he wanted to buy Harvey the RV.  I think not.  I read somewhere that in a sales situation, the good salesman makes his pitch, then remains mute.  The first person to speak after the pitch concludes loses.  I have made my pitch.  The next word is up to Dick.  I have mixed emotions.  I still enjoy RVing.  However, it can't go on forever. This is as good a time as any to move on.

Get ready for tomorrow's blog.  We have nothing planned for tomorrow, so the blog promises to be as bland as this one.

Goodnight.