Friday morning I kissed Mike good-bye at the convenience store in north Lewiston where the Boise-Winnemucca stage line picks up its passengers. I don’t know if a bus ride was on his “bucket list,” but at any rate he greeted his trip to Boise on the bus as a great adventure. The purpose of the trip was to pick up his new-used BMW F800 ST (Sport Touring) motorcycle purchased through a Boise dealer.
|Mason & Mike with BMW|
|Milo, Jenny, Mason & Gage, Mike|
While in Boise he visited son Milo, met Milo’s girlfriend Jenny, and spent time with grandsons Mason and Gage.
Naturally, he rode the BMW home, arriving at suppertime Saturday evening.
The touring bike will be much more comfortable for trips and enable him to carry more gear and (hopefully) keep track of his stuff. That seems to be a challenge. He’s already volunteered to carry a gift to granddaughter Emmy when he goes to Denver next month. Usually he declines to carry anything I might send.
|Nellie & Bess hope Mike returns soon|
Of course, the dogs and I are a unit while Mike is gone. I think they handled his absence better with the Boise trip because he didn’t leave on a motorcycle. He simply didn’t come back with me, and they had no picture of his leaving. Contrast that with this photo of them after he left on his motorcycle yesterday morning. (They had been moping in tandem but raised their heads in interest when I took the picture.) He would only be gone the morning, but they didn’t know that. When he leaves on a motorcycle, he might be right back – or it could be days.
|Harvest finishes to the north|
So, we’re back at the farm, and while we were gone, the farm crew finished harvest on our land. I watched yesterday as they worked on the ridge to the north. Then that was finished and they moved on.
So we escaped the worst of the dust, but today it’s smoky! It wasn’t so bad yesterday, but this morning the smoke was upon us – not just a distant smoke but smoke in the yard. I decided not to do the laundry. It’s that bad. KW