Day 7, Kalkaska to Schecks. As I write this it is a month past the ride and it is 98 degrees out so writing in red hot red today. The big excitement happened in the wee hours of this day when Morgan accidently swallowed a quarter. Oops. No body is laughing now. She had been running and laughing and popped it in her mouth to hide it and swallowed by accident. Her granny took her into Kalkaska hospital and got an xray to see where it was and they didn't want to induce vomiting since it might choke her on the way up. Granny started the long drive to Traverse City to get it removed (quarters are toxic to the human) and about 10 minutes into the trip Morgan says, "Grandma, I don't feel so well". The Always-Prepared Granny produced a bucket and she threw it up. She said it was the best sound she ever heard, that quarter hitting the bottom of the bucket. In the morning, Morgan was fine, acted like nothing had happened but poor Granny was a bit frazzled around the edges from the night of worrying.
Had a great ride today, it is shorter, like only 18 miles or so. It is funny how when we are on this ride we think 18 miles is short. Hah! Now that I am home if I rode 18 miles at once I might not make it. Not really but my brain would be telling me that. Not much to report on Day 7 of the ride, it is all woodsy and curvy and sandy and very beautiful. The Tramp did good on his rope burned leg and all the movement got rid of all the swelling and we were in camp before we knew it. Had a fun leisurely afternoon lazing around camp. Shopped at B & D embroidery for new T-shirts, cooked around the fire tonight, made jalepeno poppers and steaks, yum!
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