I have not written anything here for over two months. It has been a long, often frustrating summer, and I just have not felt the urge or need to express myself here. In other words, I didn't feel like writing. Much of the time, I just didn't feel anything but bad. Midway through June I started developing symptoms very similar to Lyme's Disease, and it was the second time this year they had occurred. Once again the test was negative for Lyme's, and several other conditions. One doctor put me on prednisone and sent me to a specialist, who said I had gout, but the other doctors I work with at events disagreed, because gout would not produce the fever, chills and muscular pain I experienced. Ultimately the symptoms subsided, but I still am not up to 100%.
Then there was the house. We bought a house of our own, finally. But it took 11 weeks and 10 postponed closings to get here. We love it and the potential for ministry to missionaries here is wonderful. Right now we are just getting settled in.
So, I am back. This weekend is the Chequamegon Fat Tire Festival, our biggest event of the year other than the Twin Cities Marathon, which will be in three weeks. Already the air is cooling down. Due to the dry summer, followed by copious rainfall, some of the leave are already changing. I am ready for fall, but this year I am not ready for winter, yet. I didn't get to enjoy summer. (I was either working or waiting for closings that never happened.) I took my Volpe ("Clark") out on a ride for the first time in over six weeks, only to find during the move, the front gear cable was damaged, and I could not shift chainrings. I need to get in a summer's worth of bicycle travel.
It will be ready to ride tomorrow. Until then...
Proceeding on,
Trailpatrol
