Mickelson Wins The Masters

Sunday, April 11, I slept like a rock until 9:00. I called Sunrise on Second and they said they are open until 2:30. So we take the bikes off the truck and head out to breakfast. I have New Orleans French Toast Plate and Bob has Blueberry Pancakes. A groovy looking guy is playing classical guitar. He really knows his crowd as he strums Moon River and Amazing Grace. I enjoyed breakfast after our waitress turned down the ceiling fan above us.

Afterwards we stop at Rouse's for fruit and Ham Hodge Podge ingredients. We're home by 1:00 to watch the final round of The Masters golf tournament. The high gets to 77 here today but it is 87 degrees inside the RV after we closed it up to go to breakfast and the grocery store. We had to reclose them when the streetside neighbors starting BBQing. He used half a bottle of lighter fluid right under our window. Anyway, the low was 57 this morning.

Phil Mickelson defeats Lee Westwood by two strokes and has an emotional scene with his wife Amy who is in treatment for breast cancer. This tournament was Tiger's 5-month comeback after his sex scandal and he tied for 4th.

Bob and I make our soup and eat healthy while the neighbors scarf down BBQ pork chips and beef steaks. It's 6:27 p.m. and 54 degrees with 42% humidity. I stay up until 10:30 working on French Quarter pictures and journal pages. Today I read in the paper that the French Quarter Festival is the second most popular event in the French Quarter after Mardi Gras. Late breaking news today reveals a shooting on canal street near where we were on Friday. Eight people were shot. All are being treated and none have fatal wounds as of right now. How scary to think we were just there.

Sunrise on Second and Car Wash

Tuesday, March 30, I slept in until 10:06! Bob says "Good afternoon" when I finally come down the steps. It must have been the long-distance cycling. I barely have my coffee and it's time for lunch. We opt for our usual breakfast. I skip my stretch, very rare for me. I manage to rally and wash out the bike pants. Bob adjusts our seats, check the air pressure and moves the bikes to the garage. I work on journal pages and pictures. Bob has already worked on digital picture frame photos and surged for New Orleans restaurants in the French Quarters. We hope to take the free shuttle here at the RV Park down there tomorrow.

At 1:30 we go to Sunrise on Second in downtown Slidell. We both get salads. Mine has grilled shrimp, feta that is to-die-for, walnuts as big as golf balls, grapes and green apples on field greens with Asian Balsamic Vinegariette. Bob's has grilled chicken, black beans, tortilla strips, cheese and chipotle ranch.

Afterwards we scope out a Walgreen's for my contact solution and a newspaper. We stop at Shell for fuel and discover their car wash is temporarily closed. Bummer, that was the whole reason we got fuel here. So we go to the Exxon across the street. We have been parking underneath sappy trees and the green pollen from all of the trees is everywhere.

Back home to read the paper and work puzzles. I blow off getting the pollen off the RV. I don't think those trees are done shedding yet. Besides, I have a slight migraine. I take my magic pill and it's gone before long. It's 5:20 p.m. and 71 degrees with 22% humidity. The high was 71 after a low of 49.

Sunrise on Second and Cycle 25 Miles on Tammany Trace Trail

...had a great fall!


Monday, March 22, I pickup the Flamingo puzzle so we can have breakfast like human beings on the table. On my morning walk I see no sign of Shirley to tell her about finding her sock in the laundry. But I do remember to take my camera and snap a picture of Humpty Dumpty who had a great fall at the putt-putt golf course here in the park. I also captured the jumbo chess pieces in disarray. Home to stretch and take down the St. Pat's decor and put up Easter stuff. Gertrude has a new outfit. The ladies at the office next door come by to pick up the loose big rocks on our site. I finish Ray Chandler's "The Big Sleep."

We put the bikes on the rack on back of Big Bertha and head to lunch at Sunrise on Second across from the Post Office downtown Slidell. We had to parellel park in the next block with the bikes on the back. Don't try this at home. The cafe is an old white clapboard house recently turned into an upscale restaurant.

I have Ahi Tuna with smashed sweet potatoes and Asian slaw. Bob has grilled tilapia, Bobos and broccoli. We split Turkey and Sausage Gumbo that has a very salty roue. The two ladies behind us get great looking, huge salads. We'll be back.

Bayou LaCombe Draw Bridge on the trail is open from sunrise to sundown

On to the trail. We set out going west on the Tammany Trace Trail at 1:43. We cycle out 12.5 miles in an hour and a half, finally making it inside Fontainbleau State Park. But to my chagrine we still find no restrooms. So we cycleback for a total of 25.25 miles. That's way too far without a restroom break. Especially since I drank one Gatorade, one bottle of water and one bottle of tea to keep from getting dehydrated. Today I brought grapes, an apple and trail mix to keep us going. Well, actually to keep me going. I didn't get loony today and I stayed up with Bob the whole way. It is a gorgeous, perfect daywith a high of 68 degrees. It felt warmer to me. The low was 51 this morning. It's 7:00 p.m. and 64 degrees with 48% humidity.

Bob rests at a 'shade structure' provided by The American Academy of Dermatology to reduce skin cancer