Spent a good share of the day doing some laundry and going to town for birdseed. I�ve just been using my on board Splendide washer/dryer rather than hauling everything up to the bunkhouse. It takes longer, but it saves all the trips back and forth up the road. I wanted to get things in order for my afternoon visitor.
Along about 4:00 in the afternoon, my good friend Jack (the Bugman) pulled into my site. He�s staying about 20 miles away outside of Detroit Lakes for a week, so we have some fine adventures together planned since I don�t have to be back to work until Tuesday.
We sat outside chatting for a while, and then I put him to work! 
Because of all the rain since I arrived and my reluctance to get up on the roof, I haven�t taken off the zip ties that were holding my awning in place. Jack to the rescue! Now I can use the awning again, but it still doesn�t go back in place when it retracts. He doesn�t have any idea why that is happening. The nasty winds may have warped part of the arm. I�ll have to figure out how I�m going to get that repaired. I forgot to ask his opinion about the busted windshield wiper thingy. Guess I�ll save that for another day.
I had asked staff the other day about places to eat since Jack always takes me out for dinner when he visits. The Ice Cracking Lodge was suggested for a good burger, so that�s where we went. The Thunder Burgers were good, if too large for me to finish.
On the trip back to the rig I suggested we drive the access road to Lost Lake on the refuge to check it out for fishing possibilities. It was quite a long two track drive to the lake access, but what a surprise along the way. Down the track, coming toward us was a beaver! It was soaking wet, and we have no idea where it was going, but it sure was determined to get there. It would stop, look at us, and come a little further before it stopped again to look us over. Can you believe I didn�t bring my camera with me on this trip for dinner? Shockingly, I didn�t. Luckily, it was once again Jack to the rescue. All the wildlife pics tonight are his.
After finally getting to the lake access, we decided we�ll give it a try on Sunday morning. It�s kind of remote, so I�m hoping there won�t be many holiday crowds there. I know the other bank fishing spot I had in mind will be very busy.
It was about 7:30 by the time we once again headed for home. It wasn�t long before I shouted for Jack to stop and back up. One beautiful bald eagle was majestically perched on a tall dead snag over the water. When I first started birding, these birds were on the brink of extinction, so it always thrills me when I get to see one. What a photo op with the setting sun shining on it�s white head. Giving us the old eagle eye!
Tomorrow I�ll drive over to Jack�s campsite in the morning, and from there we�ll head out on a Roadside America excursion. I�ve got a number of oddball things on the list to see.
THE END!
Thanks for stopping by� talk to you later, Judy
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