Labor Day On Dale Hollow

Brent's family came over Saturday morning and we stayed around the farm, riding in the Mule, letting the kids play in the creek and just took it easy. That gave Pauline and Brent a day to relax.
Sunday morning we ate breakfast and packed the coolers and stuff for the trip to Dale Hollow Lake. We launched the boat about 9:30 AM and headed towards the Holly Creek area of the lake.
 
Julie and Linda were our bow babes on the ride over.
  
We pulled into a long inlet that is usually smooth water even when the lake is busy with boat traffic. We tossed out the anchor and went swimming for about an hour. After we all ate a sandwich, I told the kids they had better do some skiing before the boats piled into our spot. Kyle went first, popped right up and skied a good ways 2 or 3 times.
  
Julie was next and she did the same. Pauline captured Julie falling at the end of one of the ski runs while I was driving the boat.
  
Stacey was the spotter for Brent as Linda and Kyle watched him from the front of the boat.
  
Julie thought it was neat the way Brent came up out of a water fountain. After Brent's two runs, we left that inlet and moved to Galton's Hollow for smoother water with less boat traffic.
  
Kyle wanted to take a turn on the knee board so he could cross the boat's wake. He made it once, but Kyle doesn't have enough weight to make the board cut behind the boat yet. He made it a long distance, going from Galton's Hollow to Mitchell Creek.
  
We cruised on down to the dam and then took a 30 minute ride back to Pulsey Creek, where we went swimming again as we watch other boats trying to get skiers up. We left the back of the 'holler' and rode to the State Park Dock where we pulled the boat out of the water around 6:30 PM.

It had been a really beautiful day on the lake that we all enjoyed!

Grandparents Day

Stacey, Linda and I left the farm at 9:15 AM and drove to Soutn Edmonson Elementary School to visit with Julie & Kyle during Grandparents' Day. We met Kyle at the entrance to the cafeteria and he escorted us through the lunch line as we picked out chicken strips, mashed potatoes, green beans, a roll, fried apples and milk. Kyle picked out a table and we sat down to eat our lunches.
 
After chatting with Kyle during his lunch period, Julie came into the cafeteria for her lunch time. She gave us hugs, then went through the lunch line and brought her tray of food to the table to join us. Julie talked with us as she ate. Several of her friends came by to say, "hi" as we finished our lunches.

Kyle and Julie took us to their respective rooms and we met their teachers as we walked through to see the kids' desks. Kyle remained in his room while Julie walked us to the door as we left the school. We went shopping at Sam's Club before returning to the farm.

A few weeks ago, Brent had taken the truck to pull the boat to the lake foor his Birthday Cruise. When he returned, he told me that there was a smell of something dead that was coming through the AC vents. I had to use the truck last week and I noticed it was still stinking, so I made an appointment to have the cab filter changed at the local GM Dealer. Below is a picture of what they dug out when they changed the cab air filter.

Two adult mice and two baby mice were dead inside the filter container. Needless to say, when I picked up the truck, it smelled a lot better.

Daleville Grand Prix

We left the farm and headed to Daleville Thursday morning. We arrived around 2 PM, unloaded the Equinox and ordered lunch from Pizza King. After eating, we brought out the golf cart and took a ride around Daleville.
Friday morning we ate breakfast and then started the painting. Linda and I painted a coat of Kilnz on the living room walls to cover the 50 year old paneling. We were worried because, as you can see in the picture below, it didn't cover very well.
 
We let the paint dry through the night and put another coat of Kilnz on, then went to see the Daleville Grand Prix Parade while the paint dried thoroughly. Alton "Big Al" Sneed led the parade with some of the Steel Horse riders behind him. Rick Cooper was riding his new Harley in the parade.
  
Phil Davis, the Grand Marshall, gave us a wave as he rode by in a golf cart.
 
Gene Bronnenburg went walking past us to see the parade. He was one of the town's barbers when I was a kid. The other was Carlos Hummel, but he wasn't in town to watch.
 
Gary Sneed was the race director for Dalevillle. He and I went to school and graduated the same year (1969). The carts and racers had to go through inspection before and after each race.
  
  
We watched races both Saturday and Sunday between painting the living room.
  
  
  
Sunday morning before the races started, Imon brought Trevon and his John Deere small tractor to Daleville. Trevon, Linda and I loaded the tractor with the junk that had been left in the small garage on the Tax Sale property. Imon dumped the junk next to the house so he can move the garage to Markleville.
  
The last painting we did was some touch up of the walls and also painting the ceiling trim around the room.
 
We made sure we had everything accumulated for laying tile next week, then packed our things and drove to the farm in KY.