Day 13 - More Sports with Ken
Another day with beautiful weather in paradise. That is what we’ve nick named Ken and Penny’s place. Not that they want us to tell you that, but there you go. Something to do with people moving here and over crowding the place ;).
We kicked off today by earning our keep. One of Ken’s new toys is a hoist for big vehicles. In his case it’s the motor home. It’s hydrolic and very snazzy all-round.
The hoist we helped construct
In the afternoon we headed into town to find me some authentic cowboy boots. Yeah right! Thompson Falls has one hardware store and a second hand shop, that’s about it. I did manage to pick up a few gifts though (Soundtrack createur Phil Bourdon is now covered!). I also managed to buy a cowboy hat that I’m pretty pleased with. Photos to follow soon…. jokes, comments and general abuse will be welcomed.
On the way to Thompson Falls Ken was kind enough to give us a tour of the area including the road that TomTom was asking us to take. See for yourself… never trust TomTom!!!
A dead end… literally!
The road in question
After a quick bite to eat we headed back to paradise to clean the water filter from Ken’s pump. As Ken has a river (he maintains it’s a stream), it is easier to pump water for the garden from the river. During heavy rains the river gets dirty and clogs up the pump on a regular basis and needs to be cleaned. While down there we had a bit of fun with the dogs in the water. As you can see for yourself, I couldn’t resist the temptation of crossing it 
Me being stupid…
what? tomtom is NEVER wrong. i think you just need to get some speed up… go on!
Well guys - what can I say! Looks like an awesome trip and a world away from being at home. Well done on having the courage to just go off and do it. Perhaps its a training ride for the “big one”?
If it makes you feel any better still about being there, on the day you were sunning yourself in paradise, I was stood on Dartmoor waiting for 2400 kids to get exacuated by the Army from the annual Ten Tors expedition due to the dreadful weather. Soaked from head to toe despite waterproofs and gaiters. Watching a load of helicopters ferrying these guys to safety didn’t quite compensate for the rain sneaking down the back of your collar! Days later I was still trying to dry the kit out! Oh you have to laugh.
See you soon and btw - where’s that bike moustache? There’s time yet boys…