I had already started my weigh anchor routine when Ann came out and asked I would go with her back to the lake cottage. Her son, Caleb, and his friend, Kristina, had gotten to the cottage late last night. She really wanted me to meet her youngest who was born after we were no longer together. She said that she had told him so much about me. The current hadn’t caught the land boat yet, so I stopped what I was doing and headed to the cottage on the lake with her. I’m glad I did.
I immediately fell in love with Caleb. What a wonderful young man! She has every right to be proud of him. I could have spent an entire day hanging out with them all but by noon I was back behind the wheel heading west once again. I am sure I will see Caleb down the line. He has a standing invitation to my place on Puget Sound.
From Fergus Falls I left the potholes and enter prairie country. North Dakota landscape varied very little. My highlight of the day came when in the middle of absolutely nowhere here sat an oven with the door lying on the ground. A small spray painted sign was leaning up against it. It said, “Open Range.” Cowboy humor.
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