After the short hike in the mostly dark, I came back in and put the coffee on. Not exactly a cold-weather joy exclusively but it really tasted good early this March morning. I'm busy doing some CAD modeling of a project for some friends, a project that I started yesterday and was anxious to return to this morning before the day got too far along. So, with a fresh hot cup in hand, I sat down to create some more dimensioned solids on my engineering laptop, 'building' them into a couple of assemblies.
Naturally, I pulled up "Under The Mistletoe", well down really, from the Cloud but I listened to it from wherever it was coming from. My listening a few weeks ago to CBC 1 introduced me to the Good Lovelies, another introduction my neighbors to the north have added to a great many that I'm thankful for. Yes, I was listening to Christmas music, wonderful Christmas music ........ in early March and almost not ashamed to say so. Besides the 'Lovelies' holiday music, there was news about Kingston, highways, coming home, visiting Montreal, etc. I was getting a lot accomplished along with some very pleasurable listening.
A surprised but very welcome interruption came with a call from my hiking friend Bruce. He had lots of northern Wisconsin news, we talked of some newly learned tidbits surrounding our mutual interest in regional history and discoveries besides, machining projects along with the expected old-guy health news. We old guys seem to find it easier and easier these days to mix a little or a lot of that in to most conversations; our news today was all good thankfully.
Almost letting time get away from me, I quickly realized that I'd promised to meet Mike and Mark at the South Fork for lunch. They're busy putting an XS650 Yamaha back into shape but seldom (if ever) miss a chance for lunch at the South Fork. So, I quickly changed and started out a bit early so that I could visit the car wash. These softening temperatures have left us with very dirty roads, resulting in even dirtier cars.
I went "Ultimate" today because I was just in that kind of mood.......
I had to pull over to catch this one......I can tell you unequivocally that I am not the one making this request.
I took the slightly longer route to River Falls that would allow me to stop in and take a look at some trailers. I'm thinking about upgrading my motorcycle hauling capabilities and thought I'd drop in at one of our larger dealers to see what might be in their outdoor showroom.
In River Falls, today's topper of rhubarb pie was enjoyed by 66.7% of us. Those of you that follow my blog closely may remember that Mike does NOT enjoy rhubarb pie. He really missed out on some very delicately prepared slices today, let me tell you!
Next door, I did some window shopping at the Fox Den Used Book Store while waiting for the guys to get the Yamaha off their hands........
After a long and late lunch, we split up and I headed back to Minnesota. I just couldn't get the camera up in time, but at the intersection of US Hwy 10 and Cty Road E, there were half a dozen snowmobiles headed east on a trail adjacent to the highway. Waving crazily at them and headed in the opposite direction were almost as many women on their Harley's, ponytails waving in the wind, only slightly more enthusiastically than their arms waving at the sleds. It appears that my neighbors are ready for a turn of the weather.
A few miles from there......
and only a few miles further on, right next to the river and a public boat launch.........boat trailers.
These are not SNOWmobile trailers, but boat trailers......
Here where US Hwy 63 crosses the Mississippi backwaters and the bridge leads to Minnesota on the other side, we've got it all.........ice fisherman augering new holes along the edge, river ice quickly retreating and a fishing boat launching across the bay. Note the marked pole between the groups of fishermen marking flood stage levels. There's a very good chance that those higher marks will get 'washed' in the coming weeks.
Back home, our widened driveway after Chris was here with his skid loader last Monday. Upon driving in last Monday evening, Peg remarked that an airplane could now land in our driveway. Believe you me, it certainly felt that way. Many thanks to Chris for giving us an absolutely necessary hand. A few days of hazy sun and melting will change the looks of things around here quickly.
While I may have foolishly been in the Christmas mood this morning, that has now gently passed. Weather Underground tells me that currently it's 46.6 degrees outside, though it feels only like 46.0 with the wind chill.
I'm officially ready for warmer weather and for EVERYthing it brings. I think I'm going to be OK......no more holiday music until maybe October.