Marcia is having a tough time getting
over her sore throat, and now I have a so-far milder version of the same
thing. Colds have been marching through
our caravan and it looks like we won’t escape.
The day is beautiful, a light jacket
being adequate for comfort.
Barry has been having tire problems and
now has a significant water leak near the kitchen faucet. I loan him some wrenches but we can’t decide
what to wrench. Barry, Larry, and Gary
work on it for a while; yes, I said Barry, Larry, and Gary. Larry applies special Larry techniques and
gets it fixed fairly quickly, but Barry will probably need a new faucet when he
gets home. (Barry has probably had the most mechanical problems on the trip, but not the biggest bill. Gary has been the group's dependable go-to guy on things mechanical and unfortunately, near trip's end, his impeccably maintained truck will need a new engine to complete the journey - the biggest repair expense of the caravan.)
We are at the Haines Hitch-up RV Park,
our first good park in quite a while. We
spend most of the day in recovery mode, but do get to the Eagle Foundation
exhibits and the local museum, both of which are worthwhile.
Haines is a pleasant small town in a
beautiful water and mountain setting, with bears and eagles at hand. We finish the day with a great Happy Birthday phone call to Kevin.
Looks like the witness room on San Quentin's death row, but we are here to witness the daily feeding of the Foundation's resident rescue eagle (dead rabbit). |
He is real and hungry; the background is a painting. |
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