Expect The Unexpected 07/01/19

Westcott Beach State Park, Sackets Harbor, New York

The proverbs of Solomon son of David, king of Israel: …. For understanding proverbs and parables, the sayings and riddles of the wise.  ~ Proverbs 1:6

Wanna know why I try to work on the blog every day or two?  Because when I don’t, or at least when I don’t write it, then I forget all those little dramatic events that happen that make this thing more interesting to read.  Sigh . . . .

It’s still July 4th as I write this, and at least I have a few notes about today that I put into my phone.  Precious few.  Heavy sigh . . . .

And there are also the pictures . . .

When we started out this morning, we were only going to sight-see at a couple of towns along the coast.  Our original plan was to drive to a town named Cape Vincent first to see their lighthouse.  And that’s what we did.  Their Visitor Center wasn’t open yet, so we just walked around the grounds.

Oh look! A fox!
Now THAT was an exciting way to begin the day!
A windmill farm in Canada.
Awww! Now there’s two! And they spent a few minutes cuddling up to one another.
They preferred the shade, so it wasn’t easy to get a decent picture.
We had to wait.
Kinda like wildlife photographers, but without the extreme patience. : )
The foxes like to trot up and down this sidewalk.
The road to/from the lighthouse took us past a waterfront community with some pretty nice houses.
This one was my favorite.
Just a random old church we know nothing about.

We expected to find a nice little coastal town with things to see and maybe a walk along Lake Ontario, so we stopped at the Visitor Center.  There was a nice couple volunteering who showed us around their little museum.

Don’t know who this is. Maybe Vincent?
I know it’s not a great work of art, but can you imagine trying to paint a face on this? I’d say they did a pretty good job!
This is a wedding nightgown worn by Clara Filmore. Don’t know who she is, or when she got married, but it’s sure a far cry from wedding nightgowns today!
And this was a wedding gift to Horace and Frederica Spafford in 1875. Don’t see many of those anymore either. : )
His artwork was pretty amazing.
The volunteer pointed this out, and it’s a good thing because neither of us noticed its unique properties. Did you spot it? It has separate keys for upper and lower case letters! It’s a Smith Premier Typewriter #10 from 1908 and was the last produced before Remington took over.
This is their resident ambulance. They still use it in parades and things.

However, when we asked the couple what they would recommend we do in their town?  They had nothing.  Except to tell us to go next door to the Chamber of Commerce office.  Which we did.  And although the woman there was also very nice and even had a bowl of candy to share with us, she couldn’t come up with a single thing either, and told us to go to the town of Clayton.  How very strange!!!  It was all we could do not to laugh!  😊

We took it upon ourselves to wander around the block at least.

So we moved on up the road, making a quick left-hand turn when we spotted a sign for Burnham State Park.  We drove around, but it was only a small campground.

Then we found Cedar Point!  Yeah!  America’s Roller Coast!  Not.  It was yet another State Park which was also mostly camping, but had some nice water access – for boats and people.  And still the rising water leaves its mark on the landscape.

Still making our way to Clayton, we spotted the Foster-Blake Woods Preserve.  We were getting hungry, so we pulled in and checked to see if it would be a place where we could scarf some food down.  We found a trail and carried our lunch with us to a bench alongside the water. 

Looks like people have uncovered things along this trail . . .
Lunch time!
We were sorry Rich and Martha couldn’t make it today.

And then we found the town of Clayton.  The Chamber woman was right.  It was a nice town!  We walked around (still looking for that visor) and sat around and watched ships and people, and missed being home for the baby shower at Kyle & Shena’s.  ☹ 

A winding path to . . . .
. . . . what seems to have been a river walk before the high water hit.
These bladders and sand bags are what they’re using to try to protect their businesses.
Sure hope it’s working!
This is the view from inside the ladies room.
Again. No privacy. You couldn’t close the entrance door.
Many people were enjoying the water today.
We don’t know what that barge was carrying, but it’s being pushed by a tugboat.
(Aren’t tugboats supposed to tug??) : )
Including . . . . Guess who??
The same boat we passed on our cruise at Boldt Castle!
A seagull dropped this right in front of us! Salamander??
We didn’t know, but it was about a foot long!
We believe this gray house may be the oldest house in the neighborhood.
A stone house built around 1817 for an early shipbuilding family, the Hugunin’s.
Hahaha! Thought Blaine was going to have to help me get out, but I managed. : )
We don’t know anything about this house, but it was beautiful!

A couple of people sent us pictures from the party.  Looks like a good time was had by all!

Why the long faces? Are you missing us? We sure miss you!!
That’s my mom and the guest of honor, daughter-in-law Shena.
An intimidating bunch!
Mod Squad? A male version of Charlie’s Angels?
Now I’m just dating myself . . . .

We were ready to leave Clayton, and I don’t remember how it happened, but we ended up crossing over a toll bridge onto Wellesley Island for a look around.  They had some really nice trails here, but Blaine neglected to wear his brace or take a stick along because it was unclear what the trail rating was.  As it turned out, he should’ve had both.  But we took a shorter, easy trail back and he ended up being fine by morning.  That means he’s healing!  Thank You, Lord!

Water, water everywhere!
Those babies aren’t really babies anymore!
This poor little island house!
The pothole area
They claim these were carved out by the glaciers. This one’s 15′ deep! And 36″ wide! No wonder it’s covered up!
This one’s “only” 6′ x 12″.
A bridge to . . . a rock? Maybe someone fishes here . . .
There’s a better view of that island house.
The picture I was taking.
Wow! That’s gorgeous!!
Mud? Really? At least people put wood down to walk on so we didn’t sink in. Whew!
There’s supposed to be beaver here, but we couldn’t see any evidence from where we were.
The easy path. : )
Now there’s a surprise!
Not much in the way of butterflies . . . . We were disappointed.

Back across the bridge (but no toll this way), and settle in for a long drive home. We somehow managed to get an hour away. 😊

Even though we spent the day mostly wandering, we still chocked up 18,000 steps! Below is a terrific burger recipe from tonight’s dinner.

Chalk this one up to another unexpectedly interesting day with no schedule whatsoever!

BURGERS

1 ½ # hamburger

1 piece white bread, crust removed and cut into ¼” pieces

8 t. milk

1 ¼ t. Kosher salt

¼ t. pepper

1 garlic clove, minced

¾ T. Worcestershire sauce

1 T. ketchup

Mash together the milk and bread until lumpy, add remaining ingredients except meat.  Mix well.  Add meat and mix carefully, but thoroughly.  Form into loose balls, then flatten.

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