Wednesday, August 16, 2017
Thursday, August 17, 2017
Driving day. I hate to leave the Fairmont, but I must start my turn back SouthEast in order to meet the boys in Missoula tomorrow. The highlight of the day is driving back down hwy 99 from Whistler to Vancouver. The lowlight is waiting an hour in line to cross the border back into the good old USA.
I trudge and trudge and finally make it to my home for the night – Spokane Valley. I ate a quick bite on the road and don’t even really want dinner – just want a bed. I know it is not great “blog fodder,” but that’s how it goes.
Today is rendezvous day! All I have to do is get to Missoula – an easy 2 1/2 hour drive. I am 100 miles out when I get a text from Rich telling me he is one hour from Missoula. I need to step on it. When I pull into town I easily find my 3 boys at the Post Up Bar. They are a sight for sore eyes.
We swapped stories and ate lunch together. Everyone was happy to be finished with the trip. Then, we had to go through all the logistics to get Phil to a hotel, Jack’s bike packed and shipped and re-organization of the car.
Phil will be flying back to AZ tomorrow, but Jack will travel with us for a few days while we golf our way to Salt Lake City. Today’s destination is Coeur d’Alene, Idaho. This means backtracking 2 1/2 hours on the road from which I came. The drive passes quickly because we have a lot of catching up to do. It is so good to be back together with my guy.
For the next 2 days we are staying at an airbnb – Tick’s Hideaway. It looked great online – the entire bottom floor (walk-out) of a nice home high in the hills with a view of the lake. When we arrive there are deer out back just waiting for us. I think we will like it here.
We are greeted by one of the owners – Gary – who is a super nice guy and very excited to show us around our new digs.
The place is fantastic! Gary and his wife (Jean) have put in so many nice touches that make us feel at home. There is fresh fruit, coffee and fixins, popcorn and an old fashioned popper, water bottles and even individual quiches in the freezer is we want a snack. Gary tells us he has been experimenting with feeding the deer and will put out some food in front of our patio to draw them in. It works like a charm. We pop open one of our new bottles of Riesling, sit and watch the show.
We are starving and must tear ourselves away from the show. Gary has suggested we drive the lake road down to Tony’s restaurant. The short drive past the lake is beautiful.
It is a gorgeous evening and we choose to sit outside on the patio. We share a celebratory bottle of wine and all have wonderful meals while discussing events of the past couple of weeks (both personal and political!)
Back “home” to our quiet next in the woods. We fall into our beds with dream of tomorrow’s adventure on the Coeur d’Alene Golf Course.