I spent five days in another internet desert. A little better than Lake Darling, but not much. A good sized group has been making the trek to Howell Station at Red Rock Lake for several years in August. Several of the group journey up to State Fair, some to watch grandchildren show cattle; some just to enjoy the fair. But the campground is awesome. Sites are well-spaced out and the trees haven't felt the ravages of the ash bore or the derecho as much as many Iowa Parks.
It has become tradition to make at least one trek into Pella: to the bakeries and meat market and of course the quilt shop. Possibly the quilt shop owner trades cars or books a vacation after our stop there. They do pretty well at the bakery, too.
Because we like to eat, as you may have gathered from previous blogs, one of the traditional breakfasts is French toast from the bakery cinnamon bread topped by Tom's 'heart attack syrup'. This year was a little different twist on the syrup but yummy all the same. Evening meals included burgers, pulled pork and smoked meat loaf. And one dessert per meal is never enough.
There were biking, hiking, table games, and campfires. All in all, a great week. The fly in the ointment came when the great weather turned a little more humid on the last afternoon. I turner on the camper A/C in the afternoon and shortly after the power to the whole camper went out. We tried all of the usual fixes but I opened the windows, slept through the night, and left for home without coffee or hot water for dishes. Such hardships.
So I made Agatha and appointment and she is currently being treated for a faulty transfer switch. Meanwhile, my car had to have brakes repaired. I'm thinking about a horse and buggy.
So I made Agatha and appointment and she is currently being treated for a faulty transfer switch. Meanwhile, my car had to have brakes repaired. I'm thinking about a horse and buggy.
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