Thursday, July 12, 2007


It seems I confused a little the other day with my reference to getting settled in, phone lines, etc. Ms Whatsit concluded that I had moved, and in a way, I suppose that's true, but it was our annual, temporary move from wherever we live to the shore of a lake in Minnesota. We've been doing it for thirty years or better, leaving most times the day school got out (sometimes even from the school parking lot). Of course, now that we've retired, we get to play a little looser with the timelines. This year we took off the last week of June.

The drive was 1133 miles, The SUV was packed to the windows - I could barely turn around in my seat. But here we are (if I can get this photo to upload in less than threee days):

As always, click to biggersize.

We're far enough from the nearest town that DSL nor cable are available, and wireless requires line-of-sight; we're not about to cut down the oaks to provide that, so until we raise a permanent structure worthy of supporting a satellite antenna, we get by with dial-up. Slow dial-up. Shared airport-to-airport... At least it's faster and more reliable than fifteen years ago, when we limped along on a modem hooked to our cell phone.

Every year we try to add to the comfort level of our summer home: the deck went up fifteen years ago or so, and was expanded when we added the gazebo/screen porch (even with doses of Frontline and heartworm pills, I'd rather avoid mosquitoes when I can). This year we hooked up to a rural water system - now we use the well to wash the car or water the lawn, and just enjoy the heck out of the improved quality of the water in the shower.

We anticipate a garage for the boat this year as well, but given our affection for over-kill, it will also have a storm shelter below and primitive (for now) living quarters. Eventually we hope to say goodbye to the trailer. For a price :)

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Blogger ms. whatsit said...

Wow! What a fantasic location! What a terrific tradition! And so is it all yours?

Years ago we rented an RV and took the kids through Yellowstone. I loved it and wanted to buy one after that. Unfortunately, Mr. Whatsit decided that he preferred not to remain in such close quarters with the kids.

One day, though. One day . . .

9:40 PM  
Blogger Amerloc said...

Aye, it's all ours: 95' of lakeshore, an acre-and-a-half or so, a couple small outbuildings, utility hookups... It's been a long process, but well worth it, especially at moments like this morning when there's a cool breeze blowing in off the lake :)

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