It's always a little difficult to be I.T. enabled at my mother's as she is of the generation that doesn't avail herself of computers/internet. This state of affairs is becoming more untenable as everyone fully expects customers/patients to have internet and email. I have by default become my mother's electronic communication conduit.
One of the main purposes for me scheduling days in Rhinelander/Minocqua beyond having quality time with my sister, John and mother, was to rebuild my sister's deck with Trex. When I say deck it is a bit of an understatement as evidenced by the pics. Trex delivered late on Monday and couldn't start work till Tuesday. I shored up and leveled the supporting frame and John and I started laying the Trex on the Tuesday. Later on in the afternoon, our expert deck builder Jim, showed up and we had to make a few alterations to the under frame, but essentially were on track. We finished up the upper deck that day, and later in the week, John, me and Jim laid down the balance of the Trex decking material. The Trex decking is similar to tongue and groove wood, and is held onto to the deck with a plastic "T" piece that screws down between the boards and puts pressure on the Trex decking grooves. Quite clever. We did have to do some screwing of the deck on the starter boards to insure they were well adhered to the under frame. I left on the Sunday with just the side boards to be installed where Jim had built frames. Only potential maintenance is to power wash occasionally if there is mildew over the winter.
John Brant and Boyd rebuilding Trex Deck at Susan & Johns House |
Success! |
Beyond the hard labor, I was able during this time to complete scanning of a number of old family photos dating from the 19th and 20th century, which will be incorporated into the family genealogy. Mother clarified some information about some of the family members and we solved a riddle of some pictures we couldn't all identify, determining they were my great-grandfather and great-grandmother after extracting them from their museum mount frames.
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Great Grandfather, John McCleary |
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Great Grandmother Mary Aline (Illingsworth) McCleary |
I had lunch and dinner at the Rhinelander Pub with my mother and friends, Jean and George Pratt, and we had a great family dinner at Jacoby's Restaurant not far from Susan and John's.
Unfortunately, while I was with my mother at a hospital clinic, Susan got distracted and fell off the new deck, breaking a bone in her foot so had to be in a cast. Coming up the stairs was quite a feat using a walker, plus a gardening chair and a swivel routine.
Susan is now in a walking boot so life is a little easier thank God.
Spent the last night at my mother's in Rhinelander and after being stocked up with home made cookies from my mother, took off at 6:30AM for Boyne Falls, MI to pick up Ryan, my stepson, who works at the Boyne Mtn. Resort as the Adventure Center Supervisor. Got to Ryan around 2:30 PM after an uneventful drive across the Upper Peninsula and down over the Mackinaw Bridge. This is always spectacular with bright blue skies reflected in the waters hundreds of feet below. We motored West to Traverse City after catching a sub and a beer in the car and met Jeannie and Bonnie Sommers, old friends from Ann Arbor days when I worked at the University of Michigan Medical Center. Had some good Michigan brews lakeside, transferred two cases of Rhinelander Shorty beers to Jeannie and then drove to our campground on the Leelanau Peninsula. Very nice campsite located just feet from Lake Michigan. Leelanau Pines Campground is one of the nicest I have stayed at, very clean and well organized. Ryan enjoyed setting up the Go and we had spectators as is often the case when setting up the ultralight camper.
The next morning, June 29th, we drove to the Grand Traverse Lighthouse
Ryan Ley squinting at Sleeping Bear Sand Dunes |
Dropped Ryan off at the resort after a Yelp recommended breakfast at a hideaway joint in Traverse, then drove to Fort Gratiot, MI to stay with my old friend from elementary school, Bill Doyle. Met his delightful, artistic and beautiful daughter Elizabeth and we had a nice dinner after chatting at his home.
Boyd with Elizabeth & Bill Doyle at their home - Fort Gratiot |
We went into downtown Port Huron and had dinner along the Black River. They mentioned it was only a three hour drive to Toronto from Port Huron, being right at the border crossing to Canada at Sarnia. In the AM I made the decision to bypass Ann Arbor, though with regret as I wouldn't see my friendS Lori and Todd. The combination of them coming in from Washington DC late in the evening and then adding three hours to my Toronto commute made my decision.
Elizabeth Doyle at restaurant - Port Huron |
about 4km away. You know you are in Canada when there is a dude on stilts in hockey uniform.
Stilted hockey player - Canada Day Celebration Richmond Hill, Ontario |
Today, July 2nd, is catch up day for email, and blog before picking up Andrea from Pierrson International Airport in Toronto around 7:45 PM.
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