Visiting Uncle Bill & Aunt Linda

Sometimes you have nice families members who are just calm and easy to be around. 
We’ve never been to their house. I haven’t seen them in years and yet it felt comfortable.
We showed up after a series of texts and a phone call. They waited to have dinner with us, which was unknown to me at the time and later due to the Beast being her slow self. 
We visited, got the RV set up and tied up Max after he buggered off.
Uncle Bill asked a friend over who is a mechanic. Vance. Who was just a gem in fixing the belts (5th times a charm) resealed the propane connectors, cut and corrected the propane line so it’s usable again. Added oil and tranny fluid. I feel like I’ve forgotten something. It was such a blessing.  It hasn’t sputtered once until today when she coughed a bit but boy does it sound smooth and quiet  again.  Then Savannah and Uncle Bill went for a motorbike ride. Her first time on a Harley. She took ear plugs.  Smart girl.
Aunt Linda  and I walked Max across the rd and let him run and run. We walked over to the cemetery where Grandad and Aunt Pat are.  Theb Uncle Bill took us to the fish hatchery where a younger but good-looking guy named Ryan gave us a tour. We learned about lots of trout but the most curious was the Aurora Trout abd the Splake. At night Savannah helped roll out soft tacos. A sweet teamwork of three, they made them and cooked them from scratch. They were delicious.
That night it dropped to -2 the roof leaked again so I tried to patch it up again. Aunt Linda kindly did the laundry so Sav’s  blankets were dry. Uncle Bill put a heater in the RV. It really took the edge off the cold night. 
Then as quickly as we had arrived  lol we were gone again. Off towards Minesing and to see my Grandads name on the rock.

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