Adventure 448: The Story of George, Cataldo Mission Overnighter, 44

April 21, 2018

Real time finds George doing well physically, slipping fast mentally, but generally living as well as possible. We decided to hire a lady to administer his pills twice a day, and generally check on him. Our visits had begun to consist of browbeating him to take his pills, which he very gently resisted by saying, "I've got too many bosses." Since care giving is supposed to ease the pain in the life of the one cared for, it seemed counter productive to heckle him constantly. In addition, it gives us a little more freedom to give ourselves the care we need.

That care begins with Fric and Frac. We dusted off the trailer, drove an hour to a little campground in Cataldo, Idaho, and got two rides in. Our butts are screaming, but this is the process of spring. Had we been able to spend the winter in Phoenix, our mileage total would be somewhere near 700, and our butts would be as tough as tanned leather. As it is, we're whining and screaming like Indianapolis race cars revving beyond their limits. No matter. No engines blown yet. The weather is bright, and though a bit chilly, not even that matters because we have warm weather gear. We'll just gas up and go. Even at our speed (decidedly slower than an Indy car), life is still good, especially today.

 The Coeur d'Alene River flowing full and fast.

 Fric and Frac in the penthouse suite.

 A view from the trail.

 My Bunny saying, "Ooh, this feels sooo good."

 Our turn around spot yesterday.

 Nap time.

The view from our veranda this morning. Waiting for the temperature to break forty before our ride today. In the mean time, the Wiley Cager is smiling because she snuck in a win.