February 21, 2020 - Friday morning

4 degrees ABOVE zero, clear skies/calm winds

Pentoga Road

I'm up bright and early in anticipation of a mid morning departure to Escanaba. Sargie and I, both, are excited for the coming Milligan Big People Weekend that is about to happen. We stay at a wonderful resort/hotel about an hour and a half away. It's located on the shores of Lake Michigan where we can sit inside by the pool or in the hot tub and watch the ice fisherman out on the bay.

Thursday dawned cold, very cold, and it remained that way all day. I didn't let that dampen my enthusiasm for hiking and still managed to put in seven and a half miles.

I've noticed one foot has been hurting a bit after my daily strolls. After inspecting the boot, I discovered why.

The problem has already been remedied by replacing the insole with a new one.

A bit of time was spent gluing back together a shadow box frog that I made sometime ago. Very simple to make, it has become something of conversation piece and was accidentally dropped. No need to worry. Thanks to the miracle of CA glue, Mr. Frog is back in one piece and almost as good as ever.

We received our first delivery of fuel oil in the past two years and was pleasantly surprised at the price.

Two years ago, we paid almost four dollars a gallon. I discovered yesterday that the price has dropped to nearly half that amount. It helped to make up for everything else that has skyrocketed in price this past year.

Sargie and I cleaned house yesterday afternoon while bee bopping to one song or the other. After, we watched a documentary on the Appalachian Trail. It let Sargie see some of the reasons why I want to hike it and some of the challenges I'll be in for.

Like I said, we'll be leaving here mid morning. Our first stop will be to meet everyone at the Buck Inn for a rib sandwich. After, we'll go onto the resort and let the weekend begin.

It's time to wake my bride and get this weekend started. 

After all, a man's work is never done.

So are the tales from Pentoga Road...

Sargie has taken over the wood hauling chores. Though I have told her I'm happy to do it, she almost insists that it's now her responsibility. I think she looks at it as her daily workout.