Plus, A Close Call and
One More Visit With An Old Friend
We are approaching Iron Mountain, which is a town, not a mountain, by the way.
It has been a rainy, windy day, but not so much as to make driving difficult. Suddenly, in front of me, from the opposite side of the road, a huge birch tree comes crashing down and falls all the way across the road, and then some!
It all seems to happen so quickly, but what I remember is that a big empty logging truck that was coming from the opposite direction, just made it under the descending tree without being hit. The car in front of me swerved off the road on the grass beside the road, to get around the length of it, and in shock, I did the same. I could see that the tree had completely uprooted itself.
I knew within a couple of minutes there was going to be a traffic jam because oncoming traffic had no way to get around the other side, and there was no way to see over the tree….so I was thinking, GO….get out of the way. And nope, I didn’t get a picture.
My next thought was, if I’d left my last stop 10 seconds sooner, or driven a tiny bit faster, the 3 of us, JR and WS would be flattened on the road. You never know.
You just never know.
Here’s a lovely birch tree near my camp, standing. I hope it remains so.
Here is a closer view of it. So beautiful…
Having survived the drive, we arrive in Iron Mountain at Summer Breeze Campground.
We stayed here a day or two on our way into Michigan. I liked it so much that I reserved some time here as we leave the state, too. The campground is as nice as the name sounds.
Our spot….beside a leaning birch tree. Yikes.
We have an old friend in the area! Syd was the manager ‘extraordinaire’ of the community I lived in near Monterey, California for most of 17 years. He actually managed the place for 23 years and did a remarkable job. However, he was born and raised near Iron Mountain and when he and his family decided it was time for a change they came back to the area. That was around 2 years ago.
I get in touch with Syd via text about a week before we arrive here and he plans to come see us. Joy always loved Syd and when he pulled up at our campsite she about came apart at the seams, as she greeted him. That was one Joyful Joy!
It was really REALLY good to talk to Syd and find him content with his new home and job and life. I can see this is his ‘home place’ and he’s happy to be back. Seeing him peaceful gives me peace too. He deserves this.