Well, I haven't kept up this travelogue very well recently. We are currently parked in the kids' driveway in Wheaton IL where we will be at least for a few more days before departing for other grandkids' residences.
We spent the week previous enjoying the Marshall MI Bluegrass Festival. For those not in the know, bluegrass festivals involve arriving several days early (Sunday in this case) and just knocking around sorta dry camping (there is usually electric and water available) until the music groups start officially playing onstage on Thursday. The days leading up to the fest are not totally wasted, as all sorts of "parking lot pickers" tend to find each other and jam, with the inevitable standup bass fiddle, banjo, mandolin, and one or more guitarists rounding things out. The occasional dobro player appears, and that is always an enjoyable addition to the riffs run off at unbelievable speed. Enjoyable, high stepping music, with several of us dancing in the weeds, dirt, or concrete both inside the festival shelter and between RV's as the ad hoc groups start lighting up the sky with their hot licks and lyrics. Lots of old time songs, many unrecognizable songs written by its performer, and even old country and rock 'n roll songs sung to a lively bluegrass beat. Great stuff.
Just a couple samples, all the groups were great:
The only slight negative to this week of music enjoyment ws ME. I started feeling a bit off about the second day, and absolutely miserable by the third day, and then things got UGLY. After a visit to the local Urgent Care, I was reassured that all I had was a raging UTI, or Urinary Tract Infection. I have seen others with this infection but until now it had never bothered me. For those unaware, it means it HURTS and BURNS to PEE !! And for an old man having to pee a lot, it was indeed an eye opener. Jacque fed me some Cranberry Juice Extract. It tasted like cesspool slime and the only benefit I can think of is that after drinking a taste of THAT in the morning, nothing worse can happen to you the rest of the day!
A little research, after the fact as always, discloses there is little to no evidence cranberry juice helps such situations. The doctor's prescribed horse pills, however, DID work, and I am much better though I have another several days of pills to take morning and night. Things are flowing normally again, so I am once more a happy camper.
I've been riding the trike on and off around various neighborhoods, but here in IL the tracker does not seem to have contact.
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