We got to Filer in time for church, and then enjoyed a pleasant day with our friends the Hooley's, which involved Sunday dinner, afternoon popcorn, oodles of conversation, an introduction to Andy Hooley's daughter Ellie, and a pleasant rest among the squawking peacocks. We always love our visits to the farm. It was too late to write the blog entry last night, so I'm catching up as we sit here in Ontario. We've decided to layover here because a windstorm is forecast on our route. Winds of 55-60 are expected until midnight tonight. We're choosing to be safe rather than sorry. We'll still get home tomorrow as planned. Right now it's overcast and the wind is starting to build. I'll spend the afternoon finishing the book Jeremy Ulmen loaned me about the Drive By Truckers. Maybe the cribbage gods will smile on me so I can whip the Wiley Cager into a submissive moan, or perhaps a banshee wail, or maybe even a plea for mercy. But no quarter will be given at this stage. Naturally, it could turn out much differently. I could be the one moaning, groaning, and praying for mercy. We'll see. This adventure has been one with few regrets. With the exception of unseasonably cool weather in the South and Midwest, we've been fortunate to duck in between heavy rain, heavy wind, tornadoes, and icy roads. We've been blessed with traveling mercies so far. We've covered over 7,000 miles, crossed sixteen state lines, and visited innumerable gas stations. Just now we paid our highest price to date: $4.59. But as I always say, "It's just the cost of doing business." Hopefully, the wind will all down and provide a nice traveling day tomorrow. As always, we're thankful that life is good, especially today.
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