Reunited!

We had a two generation reunion today....We met Bill and Beth at Cabela's in Dundee, Michigan as they drove north from Perrysburg and we went west from Monroe.  We had a chance to visit in the car as we drove on to Jackson and had a nice reunion with Mom.  We all went to eat at the Texas Roadhouse...a delicious meal in celebration of our reunion and Tom's birthday.  We enjoyed catching up with everyone as we had not been all together at one time in the same place since Christmas.

The five of us at Mom's.

Orange barrels!!

We left our campsite in Monroe, MI around 9:00 this morning heading south into the greater Toledo area.  By the time we returned to the rig around 4:00 we had made a great 100 mile+ circle tour of the area and it seemed no matter where we were going we had to wind our way through a maze of orange construction barrels.  We even found a few freeway exit and entrance ramps that were closed, which only added to our route.  But, we did accomplish a few errands, most importantly getting Tom's driver's license renewed and having our yearly eye exams taken care of.  We picked up our mail in Waterville, did a little research on new cars, stopped by to visit our old neighborhood and made a visit to Costco and to the grocery store...whew!  After dinner we took a walk through the campground...its a busy place here on the weekend.  We discovered that some aquaintances are just a few sites down from us and had a nice visit.  I guess we're getting settled in!

Fore!

We had a great visit in the Newfane, NY area with our buddies, Jim and Paula Jones. Jim and Paula live a 100-year-old house on a small farm and run a greenhouse business in the spring. Their neighbors continue to grow a large vegetable garden and take fresh produce to the community Farmer's Market. Jim and Paula made sure we had plenty of good meals at home and out and showed us around their part of Western New York. We caught views of Lake Ontario and took in a Sunday afternoon concert in the park in Olcott. We crossed the bridge to Grand Island in the middle of the Niagara River and stopped at the beach, visited the market, and met several of their friends and their son, Jimmy. We even had time for a round of golf at the local course…and didn't do too badly considering I hadn't been on a course since we left Arizona. When we gave our final hugs and headed on our way west, our arms were loaded with fresh produce.