September 3, 2011. Brush Creek Ranch, Saratoga Wyoming

Steve spent the day fishing on the Encampment River. He caught seven fish, most in the 10-15 inch range.

I spent some time wandering around and exploring. This is the view that the bride has as she walks down the aisle for an outdoor wedding. I am sure that cushions on the rocks benches, and flowers on the arbor, make the site much more attractive. Here is the view looking toward the guests. There was a small pond in the center foreground, There were no fish there! Here is a picture that I took of our room. Quite a bit different than the professional picture!

Let’s look at some of the other buildings, shall we?

This is the activities barn. This is where you signed up for all your activities. There was a small gift shop where you could buy shirts, jackets and sunglasses. Lunch was held here. It was a buffet lunch, with your choice of salads, mains, and lots of desserts. In the main lodge there were always snacks available. Plus your choice of drinks, both alcoholic and non alcoholic. You could have your choice of wine also, with a walk in wine cellar just off the dining room. There was no charge for any alcohol when we went there.

On the lower level of the main building was a wonderful spa where you could get dolled up for your wedding, or just have a massage. There was a changing room just across the hall where you could change your clothes. There was a full shower, so you could wash off all the dust before you had your rub down. There was a gym also, but I never saw any one besides myself work out. Not that I am terribly athletic, but I like to get on a recumbent bikes and read. This is where the saloon was. People would gather there before dinner and have drinks and canapés before dinner. Steve would play pool. Some nights were Karaoke nights. That comes into play when I write up my 2015 Adventures here. I hope you don’t die of suspense waiting for me to write up that trip! After dinner we went to the Zip Line. Traditionally you are supposed to do the Ropes Course first and then as a treat do the Zip Line. I am not buff enough to do a Ropes Course, so I begged to just do the Zip Line. I am afraid of heights, so why I agreed to do this I do not know. It was scary but fun. This was the rope walk that you had to go up before you got to the zip off platform. The guide forgot to attach the safety carabiner to me, but I was lucky and didn’t fall off before it was time to zip off. Here is Steve at the end of the zip line.

While at the ranch there weren’t many guests there, as the Ranch had just opened to the public. Beth and Bruce White of White Lodging had bought the ranch a few years earlier. They loved it and invited many of their friends to visit. They decided to open the Ranch to others so they could enjoy it also. It was funny talking to Bruce about this. He was going on and on about how much he was subsidizing our stay because the ranch wasn’t breaking even. Maybe so, but it still was expensive!

We met another couple there. Anthony and Melissa from Chicago. We are still in touch and even stayed with them on our road trip West in 2015. So you never know about meeting me. I may end up stalking you in the future!

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Wednesday March 7, 2018 Last full day at Arroyo Verde, Argentina

We are now getting near the end of our fantastic visit to Argentina. Steve has been able to extend his streak, having caught fish in February and March. After I complete my blog posts, I will add Steve’s trip report, detailing his thoughts and fish numbers. Be prepared to be numbed. ha ha.

I actually had something different, two eggs scrambled with bacon! I don’t have a picture of Steve’s breakfast, he either had scrambled eggs also or an omelette. Here we see the trucks all lined up ready to drive the fishermen far and wide. Steve did a little bit of stretching of his back, and then he was ready to go with his guide Fernando. You can tell how cool it is outside as Steve is still wearing his Pattagucci Nano Puff.

I took a walk while Steve was fishing. I took the fork in the road that headed to the cabana. I wasn’t someplace I was really going to walk to as it is a five minute drive away. I won’t walk that far on a stroll. If I did, this is where I would have ended up.This is a view of the Cabana overlooking Traful Lake. We could have stayed there, but it was a little bit too isolated for my taste. Meals would be taken in the main Estancia and we would have been shuttled back and forth. As it is, I am usually left by myself all day and this just would have been too much isolation for me. I prefer to be able to be where all the action is. So instead I had a lovely walk along the dirt road.
If I rode, the top of that hill would have been an excellent trip! I am sure that the views were amazing! Here is a lovely panoramic of the valley. It was so beautiful and tranquil! Soon it was time to have lunch. We started with prosciutto with melon. Always a favorite of mine!Every meal had the main course served buffet style. I think the Senora though I was a bit crazy with all my pictures! Wiener schnitzel, red cabbage and French fries. Katrina, the manager hated the job of menu selection. I can see getting sick of that part of the job. A lovely salad on the side, and I got my healthy requirements under my belt for the day!We had a fruit salad for dessert. I know you are thinking where is the cake and cookies? Not at today’s lunch!

I took another walk later after Steve had gone fishing. This is a closer view of the statue by the pond. It is by Henri Bouchard. He was a French sculptor, born in 1875 and died in 1960. The owners of the Estancia had four girls, I am sure that the statue had such special meanings to the family.This is a view of the Estancia from the pond that I had wandered to. The patio on the right is where I met Mr. and Mrs. Smith for the first time. We had a good laugh when I told them about my suppositions about their being famous! The middle area is the sun room. I sat here often on the white couches typing my blog up, waiting for the wifi to load all my pictures. On the left under the big tree is where we sat for the Asado. Behind the two white chairs is the dining room where we had our meals. Sprinklers were always going to water the lawns. I walked down to the stream again. You can see here how wide the stream bank gets during the spring. It was very late summer, the stream was warm and quite low. You can see all the brush that got carried along the stream, hurled in one place, and stopped by the rocks. Here is a better closeup. This is as far as I got before I turned around. My walks weren’t long, only about 20 minutes. I had lots of blogging to do! You can play this at night when you can’t sleep. On the way back to the Estancia there is this little grove, with a shrine to The Blessed Virgin Mary. I am not sure if I showed you what the set up for tea was like. Every afternoon there was hot water, tea bags and usually something sweet to eat. As if i needed to eat some more!It was our last dinner, and we had two tables set up for dinner. That is Mr. Smith standing by the door. Here we have the view looking toward the fireplace. Every night we had a different napkin arrangement. I sat at the seat at the upper left. Mr. Smith sat to my right. He was busy talking to Steve who sat across from him. English sat to my left, but he was busy talking Spanish to Marina Larivière one of the four daughters of the original owners. I was a little bit grumpy that last night. This was the salad that we started with. Looks like dinner was out of focus chicken and rice. Always a favorite! Marina and Katrina must have noticed that I was grumpy and gave me the button to clear the table and bring out the dessert. Remember how I told you how hard it is to be the host or hostess? You have to constantly sweep you eye over the table, and keep note of who is talking and who is not. You need to gently move the conversation along if you determine that there is a table hog monopolizing the conversation. This needs to be done in a subtle manner, you don’t want to insult the guest so that they don’t come back. This was our last dessert. It looks chocolatey and creamy!

The wife and daughter of one of the Argentinians did come in the afternoon. I was hoping to be BFF (Best Friends Forever) with her, but she was extremely shy. I think I would have needed more than one night to be best buds with her. Oh, well!

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Tuesday March 6, 2018 Arroyo Verde, Argentina

As I have caught up on all my more recent adventures it is time that I finish up on our trip to Argentina. As you recall Steve and I traveled to Argentina in February and March. His goal continues to be to catch a fish each month until he drops dead or can’t jerk anymore fish lips; whichever comes first. Steve is off fishing every day and I am reading and blogging. You need to recall that due to my being on blood thinners due to a clot in February 2017 I didn’t do any horseback riding at Arroyo Verde as the nearest hospital is over two hours away. If I were to fall and hurt myself, well it might be “Goodbye-Linda” and my loyal fans would not like that. Or at least I hope they would not like that! For the superstitious I have just knocked wood and spat three times. I started my day with my normal breakfast of scrambled eggs with two slices of bacon. Steve opted with his usual mushroom omelette.

We said good bye at breakfast to my friends from South in the United States. They were a lot of fun, and the guys caught some great fish. The Crazy Male Argentinians contingent was still going to be here for a few days, and a wife and daughter would be coming Wednesday. I was looking forward to meeting them.

I was also excited as new guests were arriving late in the day. A Mr. and Mrs. Smith. Hmm. Mr. and Mrs. Smith. Now even I can recognize a fake name. Who might our new guests be? Hollywood royalty like Brad Pitt and a girlfriend? You will have to wait until dinner time for the answer to that question!

There was a lot of talk at meal time about a beautiful fishing spot near Kilometer 9. The road from the gate to the estancia was ten kilometers, so this marker was only about a kilo from where we were staying.

Here is my guide, of course I have forgotten his name. He is from France, and had a delicious accent. You can see here how big the rocks were that we had to scramble over. In the spring time the water levels really rise, you can see some of the sticks and brush that have accumulated up the banks of the river.It was very interesting to see the erosion of the rocks due to water over thousands of years.

Ready for a little Zen? This is what Steve sees and hears when he is out fishing. I don’t see any fish do you? The water was quite warm, a little too warm for the fish to be happy. Many of them were in the lake as it was late summer, equivalent to just before Labor Day. We were told that the time to come for the big fish was April. Next time!

We had spied Dennis, one of the other guests, and his guide on the way to look at the stream. They had started to pack up and look for another spot to fish at, as the fish were not biting here. Dennis loved looking the part of an Argentine angler with his cap. The cap has a special name, I don’t think it is just called a beret! This is a close up of the fly box the guide had. And Steve will tell us what the flies are when he edits this post for me. Jump in here Steve! editors note: clockwise from upper left : Zonker, Foam Beetle, Fat Albert, Prince nymph, Parachute Adams, Argentine mystery fly.I had enough traipsing over the rocks by now, and I suggested we head back to the Estancia. Soon it was time to have lunch and look at another pretty place setting. Looks like ham rolled around some kind of spread, with fresh tomatoes. Katrina had to go into town to get her Toyota truck an oil change and service. I was granted the honor to push the button to notify the wait staff that we were ready for the next course! You can only imagine how thrilled I was to push the button. I am being serious here. Those that know me, know that I am thrilled by the simplest things in life. I may like to go to exotic places and meet interesting people, but give me a chance to be the hostess and push a button -Whoa!

I think in my next life I am going to come back as a hostess of a lodge. I love meeting people and entertaining. Unfortunately it’s not all fun and games. You rarely have time off, and sometimes there are difficult guests that need to be entertained or subtlety told to shut up. And sometimes their checks bounce.Here is a picture of our lunch. I can identify the salad, carrots, a grilled onion, and what appears to be a piece of mystery meat.

As a reminder, at Arroyo Verde we had breakfast at about 8:30, and then the anglers would go out for the first fishing session. They would return and then we would have a full lunch at 2:30, followed by a siesta. Around 5:00 the anglers would go out again, and then return at 9 or so. Each evening we had a full dinner at candlelight, with fine china and linens. Those guests who did not fish could hike, ride, read or nap. I did a lot of blogging and reading, with some walking. This was a great place to sit and blog and read. After Steve went fishing in the late afternoon the dogs joined me on a walk. They were very protective of me.We went over a stream and guess what happened? Yes, The Labrador’s ditched me to go for a swim! Soon it was time for me to return to our suite. This is where all the trucks are parked when the guides are back from fishing. No one is back but me! Soon it was evening and time for some canapés. These little hot dogs were difficult to skewer! These guys were much easier to pick up and eat!Soon it was time to sit down for another elegant meal. By this time Katrina had returned and I lost my spot taking care of the buzzer! Here is a closeup of the first plate, it shows flies used to catch the fish here.

This is the dinner plate. They were all hand painted and were from 1953!

Dinner is served! Looks like we had potatoes, salad, tomatoes and salmon. We needed a scrumptious dessert, and here it is! Cheesecake with strawberries!

Now to tell you about Mr. and Mrs. Smith. I was waiting all day to find out if they were someone truly worthy of their own LindaExcellentAdventure post. Well, they ended up with a paragraph. Our mystery guests arrived after I returned from my afternoon walk.

Mr. And Mrs. Smith, were actually the Smiths. They were not famous, just regular people. He had recently retired form the government and they had homes in South Carolina and in Washington State where their adult daughter lived. Mrs. Smith was an executive recruiter. Of course I googled her, and she had about ten jobs in the last seven years. I think people found her difficult to work with. The Smith’s did not like Donald Trump, and alternated between making the sign of the cross, shaking their heads and spitting if the President’s name was mentioned. Not really, they just pouted.

Their financial advisor told them they didn’t have to work anymore and could retire and travel. Sounds like they had listened to Dean Witter years ago! He was an angler, she was not. She was going to go out with a bird guide the next day. Steve thought they were nice, I did not like them at all. She was a bit snooty for me.

They loved South America and were looking forward to renting an apartment in Buenos Aires next spring for six weeks. They felt that you needed that long to truly see the city. That sounded like a lot of walking and museum touring for me. Not exactly my cup of tea. I prefer a little of this and a lot of people watching. The Smith’s were planning on inviting their friends to stay with them in Argentina for a week or two next year.

At this point I started laughing to myself. Remember my post about Tipiliuke and the house by the river? I was entranced by that house along the Chimehuin that was for sale. I was also envisioning buying it and inviting our friends down to stay for a week next year. Then I came to my senses, as Steve and I have problems getting our friends to visit us in Lake George. How in the world are we going to get them to take a 10 hour plus flight from NYC to BA, plus another flight to Tipiluike? No way that was going to happen. Well, I wish Mr. and Mrs. Smith good luck on their adventure next year. Perhaps, they may have friends visit them after all.

Do you like cheesecake?

Are you retired?

Are you snooty?

A Prohibition Cocktail Party in Poughkeepsie, May 27, 2018

So a few weeks ago Steve and I got a text from one of my dear girlfriends inviting us to a Prohibition Cocktail Party. Well starting off we have an oxymoron. How can you have a Prohibition Party and serve real booze? Wasn’t the Prohibition Era when you couldn’t buy or sell booze? Plus, SLT, the hostess doesn’t even subscribe to my blog! Thank heavens, her dear husband JT does. He may not read it, but he gets the blog post whenever I send one out.

Now I also hate Halloween parties where you need to come up with a costume. In fact the only parties I like are those in which I am supposed to bring myself, and some charming conversation. That I can do. Now I thought to myself, “Who in the world keeps an extra Prohibition Era costume in the closet?” Lately I have been in the process of decluttering my house. Husband had threatened to bring a dumpster to the driveway to get rid of stuff that he doesn’t like. I have dutifully purged my romance and children’s book collections. These have been given to my dear daughter who someday hopes to have a classroom of her own, and her boy friend’s Mom who likes romance novels like I do. In fact, she likes them like I do, the smuttier the better! Although once in a while I do like a romance without sex in it. Right now I am still reading that Vampire themed series by J.R. Ward and am up to book number thirteen! There is lots of sex in those books!

Sorry, I seem to have digressed. Yes! Back to the Flapper outfit. We were having dinner with SRT and her husband ST, distant cousins of SLT and JT the host and hostess. “Who has Flapper outfits!”, I moaned. “What kind of stupid idea is this? Why can’t there just be a regular party?”

“Go to Amazon, Linda”, SRT remarked. “They have lots of dresses and accessories for cheap! Sixty bucks and you have an outfit!”

Well, that calmed me down right quick. Later that evening I found lots of dresses on Amazon. Accessories too. So I brought the IPad over to Steve and said, “This is the dress, you pick the color!” Well Mr. Excitement himself picked out the black one. Which is pretty amusing as he is always after me to wear bright clothes. For evening he seems to prefer basic black. I think this might be because I refuse to allow him to get fancy black tie and suspenders. I believe that black tie means black tie, not red nor patterned. Here are Steve and I with G. G’s wife M, who is a devoted reader, but can’t figure out how the like button works, is in Portugal with her nieces and their friends. I think every young thing wants an Aunt Mary that will take them on vacation. G is dressed up as a smuggler. Steve is all dressed in black. Steve looks dorky in hats so we didn’t get him any accessories. I told him to just wear black. I originally had a head band with feather in it, but it was giving me a headache so I made my dear friend K, who wasn’t really wearing a costume wear it. I kept asking her all night if she had a headache yet. I must have a fat head because I only lasted thirty minutes with it on. My accessories were long earrings, the fake pearls, the headdress and some long black gloves. This was my drink, a Mary Pickford. JT knew I was going to drink this one as I love my fruity martinis. This had rum, pineapple juice and grenadine in it. I kept adding ice cubes as I didn’t want to get too loopy. Just the right amount of loopiness. Here we have JT the host, MB, CV one of my most loyal readers-and one of my top commenters, S and K, who is wearing my head band. The head band was pretty cute. Here are some of the appetizers. I had one of everything. I didn’t’ have a spring roll which is in front of CV. I can never figure out if I am supposed to eat the wrapper, and it is cold also. I just don’t like them but Steve said they were good. My favorite was the lobster salad on cucumber in front of K. I had a real lot of those!One of the younger guests was wearing the same dress as I was! The dress placement on Amazon was number 1. We didn’t need to look through many to pick one that we liked. She decided to go for the loudest color that she could find. She was one real hot number! Although I haven’t been to the gym for weeks, my arms are not really sagging at all. Not bad for 62!Here is M and me. M is married to K. M did not wear a costume, I told Steve, “This is what you would have looked like without wearing all black. You would be pretty dorky!” M says “I don’t mind looking dorky.” He really does have some hair on his head, this is just a bad camera angle. Here we have JT and SLT. The host and hostess. SLT’s feather pointed downward, mine was upward. One of us did not get the memo on feather placement. JT’s suit was from Amazon also. $88! I couldn’t believe it! I was looking at the descriptions of the suits on Amazon for guys and a few of them said that they were like pajamas. These did not look like pajamas to me at all! This happy couple did the smooch and foot pose smartly! Not sure if they got some tongue action going in the next few minutes or not. These two just got engaged. Congratulations! R on the left is daughter number 2 of our host and hostess with the mostess. The guy in the back looks worried about something. Maybe he heard that EliotNess was in the next room. (Now don’t get me trying to explain who Eliot Ness was. Google that yourself!)Here we have ST and SRT. SRT was the one who told me to go to Amazon. Thanks SRT! Wait until you see the feet of ST, they were something else. You can see Steve guffawing about something in the background. Here is I, one of the daughters of our host and hostess with SRT. For some reason these guys are all trying to show off their drinks. The glow light on the floor is from the dishwasher. When we went to replace our dishwasher I tried to get one like this one, with the number count down on the floor. I finally agreed with Steve that paying hundreds of dollar more to see the dishwasher count down on the floor was stupid. I could just open the door to find out, or be patient. All dishwashers eventually complete their cycle. Here are more pictures of the food. It probably would have looked more attractive if I took food pictures when we arrived. Sorry, not sorry. Remember i mentioned the feet of ST? These were something. I don’t think the dog approved though!Here we have daughter number 1, M, with Mom and Dad. I’m thinking more and more that I wore the headband the wrong way. Steve was sitting on the couch with one of the dogs. This morning Steve told me he found a deer tick on his thigh! I wonder how it got there!This is PV, he is married to CV, my big fan. I think he was dressed as a newsboy. Which is pretty cute. He is a doctor, and when he first started he rooked really young. Everyone called him Doogie Houser because he looked so young. His wife calls him “Dr. Asshole” because he is a gastroenterologist. I love that. Here we have all the lovely ladies lined up. Looks like we did have a few with the feathers up on the headband. I may have had it right after all! Here are the gents. The look pretty spiffy to me!

We had a wonderful time at the party, and I think everyone else did too. Thank you once again SLT and JT for throwing such a wonderful party!

Have you ever ordered anything on Amazon?

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Monday April 9, 2018 Delphi Club Abaco

Guess what? Yes, more eggs for breakfast! At home I usually only have coffee with biscotti. At least six of the little ones. If I get the really big ones, then I eat one, I’m really lazy in the morning. If someone is willing to make me eggs, then I am all in. Otherwise, even opening up a box of cereal, pouring it out and adding milk and blueberries is too much effort.

Steve likes to make stone ground oatmeal, but that is a pain to eat. Who wants to wait 20 minutes for breakfast? I don’t like making an effort in the morning. Once when I was a young teenager and sleeping over at a girlfriend’s house they had Grape Nuts. They tried to warn me to only pour a small amount out. Man, is that cereal dense! I laugh every time I see a box of it in the store!

Then it was time to read. Which I did, until lunchtime.

I was back to the roasted vegetable salad with jerk chicken. Add French fries and we have a really great lunch. The big excitement at lunch was that Peter and Jane went out to lunch. Max had gone out fishing with some of the other guests. While at lunch I had noticed someone wandering about. This doesn’t usually happen. There are rarely strangers here. I didn’t think that there were new guests comings in at that time. I debated jumping up and inquiring if they needed help. Now you know that this was really hard for me. At that point one of the wait staff brought me my espresso. I looked at her, and she said Jason, the chef was taking care of them. In other words, Linda stand down. The strangers soon disappeared. Lunch over, my lunch mates and I all dispersed. More reading and then pool time. I decided to bring a book with me when I was in the pool I held it on the edge of the pool and could read for 37 minutes! That’s a record for me in the pool. Once in a while I tried to pretend that I was exercising and kick my feet a little bit. Heaven forbid I should actually do a stroke. Jane was in the pool and goggles on. I might try that sometime. I could leave my contacts in and try to do some strokes. Remember I said I might try that.

Our first canapé was lobster salad. Followed by conch fritters. Our appetizer was conch salad. Monday was Jason, the chef, night off. We had macaroni and cheese and either fried chicken strips or fried fish, I picked the chicken.

At this point in dinner Jane asked me if I met the Duke of XXXX earlier this afternoon. What? It seems that the Duke comes to the club to buy wine when he comes to visit. On their way to lunch Jane asked Peter if they should ask me to be on the look out for the Duke who was supposed to show up by 12:30 to meet Peter and pick up the wine. As the Duke wasn’t there on time, Peter and Jane were going to leave. Peter told Jane “Hell, No” or something more English than that. He knew that I might accidentally run into the Duke, but if I knew who was coming I might be lurking behind the palm trees with a butterfly net. It would be best all around if I only accidentally met the gentleman who would likely have not said “Hello, Linda you may call me x instead of Duke. No, I don’t have an extra invite to Harry and Megan’s wedding.”

Dessert was a cheesecake verrine with a guava compote.

Steve had a good day, his last day of fishing. He caught five fish, and his largest was 5 pounds so he got head of the table.

Sunday April 8, 2018 Delphi Club, Abaco, Bahamas

I had a much better night sleeping and the urge to itch was somewhat lessened. I still want to scratch, but I’m not a raving lunatic anymore.

This bunch of anglers must really like fruit, because by the time I got to the table for breakfast most of the fruit was gone! As Steve likes to say “You snooze, you lose!”

I was still able to get my eggs. This year I have had nothing but fried eggs! There are other options cold cereal, porridge (oatmeal), eggs Benedict, omelettes, and pancakes. It’s much easier to not think and just get the same thing for breakfast! Of course, I do get the fresh fruit and the delicious mini danishes. Steve has a preference for the little cinnamon swirls, there are usually none left by the time I get to breakfast.

Anne, the swimmer and her husband Steve left before breakfast so I didn’t get a chance to say goodbye. Good bye and good luck Anne! I am not sure if I can say enjoy the race, so I hope that you are happy that you did it when it is over! I have a friend who ran in the NYC marathon, after it was over she said never again, then yes, then no! I’m not sure where she is about it now! Years ago when Greta Waitz ran in the marathon I remember thinking, I could do this. I will start slow and gradually work myself up to running five hours. I didn’t even run ten minutes and said, ‘Nope, not gonna happen!” Steve found it quite amusing.

The rest of the morning was spent in my usual position. I am almost halfway through Book 2 of the Black Dagger Brother Hood series. I think there are only 16 in the series, but she has some related books also. I think that I have all but the last two. Hello Amazon!

Today for lunch I went for the Caesar salad. Of course I had French fries also. No cookies, but little spice raisin muffins. Bite size. I went for a little excitement and had a cup of cappuccino!

After lunch was spent back on the couch. I may have to look for bed sores if I don’t watch out! Wouldn’t that be a sight. Bug bites, bruises due to scatching and bed sores, due to excessive reading on the couch. What could be worse? Oh, yes, I could get boils, or my scratches could get infected! It’s a good thing I take a multivitamin and drink a glass of fresh squeezed orange juice in the morning!

Before I knew it 4 o’clock came around and I went into the pool. For amusement I started the timer on my phone. I actually soaked for 36 minutes! Amazing! Usually, I’m what I call a tea bagger in the pool, I dip my self in and then get out and lie on the chaise lounge. For someone whose weight is within the normal body weight mass you would think that I would be over the limit due to my lounging around this holiday. I will have you know that back home I try to go to the gym every day. I do slack off on occasion, but I try to get back in the swing as soon as possible.

After the soak, it was time to shower and then see what was going on in the Masters. Steve came back from fishing and he had had a frustrating day. He caught 12 and lost 11. He felt he should have caught 20. There were any big ones, so once again he was not table head. Sitting sat the head of the table is something you only want to do two days in a row, as you are thrown into the pool on your third day. I have never seen anyone thrown into the pool.

One gentleman unfortunately had a nil day for bonefish. He did catch another type of fish, but not a bone. There are days like that, there might be too many clouds, or the fish just are spooked, or your fly isn’t quite right. There is always tomorrow, except the gentleman was leaving tomorrow, so he’ll have to wait until next time!

First canapé was shrimp fritters with sweet chili mayo.

Second canapé was crab salad on a seaweed crisp.

The appetizer was tuna tataki. That was Steve’s favorite dish of the week.

Dinner was a choice of parrotfish with Greek Salad or Roast Duck Breast. As I had never had parrotfish before I ordered the fish.

Dessert was Strawberry and Hibiscus Gelee. The man next to Steve really must have enjoyed it as he ate his own, and his wife’s!

We had cinnamon sable cookies with the Gelee. You could easily knock off way to many of those suckers!

Then it wa time for chamomile tea on the couch and home made chocolate truffles. Sometimes there are little gellies instead of the chocolate. Good night all!

Saturday April 7, 2018 Delphi, Abaco Bahamas

After a miserable night itching, and bruising my body like crazy from the scratching I decided on going back on prednisone to stop my immune system from going into overload. Going on prednisone makes you feel wonderful for a while, but it does some incredible damage to the body with longtime high doses. Just like any medication, there are the pros and cons.

After my usual breakfast I resumed my position of book on lap, and body on couch. I alternate between the white couch and the orange flower couch. Every once in a while i would do a lap up the stairs, or around the deck of the building. Part of the prednisone protocol is to avoid sunlight, so no suntanning for me. Since I enjoy sitting and reading it was not too much of a hardship. I remind myself that I will be able to sit outside and enjoy the pool other days.

At one point in our life I wanted a pool in our back yard. Steve said “Go ahead and get an estimate, but just remember that it will only be a really expensive painting because you won’t use it.” We did get an estimate, and it was very expensive. Of course it would have been cheaper if i didn’t want a waterfall, infinity edge, retracting cover, pool lights, saltwater, fountains and beach style entrance. They don’t call me “lemme lemme upgrade Linda” for nothing!

We do have a small pool at Lake George. It came with the house, so there were no options to consider. It does have magic lights, that we can turn on at night, however we usually have the solar pool cover on we don’t turn them on. I tried to turn them on last year, and we found out that a bulb was out. Our pool service lady, a wonderful woman named Joan, The Swim Pool Maiden found a bulb for me. It was only $100 dollars! We did upgrade the pool by getting a heater two years ago. I have decided this year that I will turn the heater up and use it more often, so I will actually go in the pool instead of just looking at it. Steve was correct, pools are really only paintings to me! Very expensive paintings.

An hour after I took the prednisone I started to feel wonderful and thought, “oh, I will only need to be on this one day!” By eleven I started to get itchy again and took some more Benadryl, soon my desire to itch began to fade. It seemed that I was not quite over the hump. At lunch I stylishly wore shoes with socks tucked into my pant legs. I looked like I was out gardening in the Hudson River Valley, trying to protect myself from deer ticks!

Lunch was out on the deck facing the ocean again. This week there are lots of wives who don’t fish, so I was not lonely at lunch at all. One couple was leaving later in the day, so the husband joined us for lunch also. He was fascinated by my keyboard that I use with my ipad, and was going to order one for himself. I told him how much the keyboard has helped me with my blog. I do have a MacBook but have not used that at all on vacation since I got the IPad last year. Now that I have the keyboard, I don’t know if I will ever use the MacBook again!

I had the green salad with roasted vegetables and French fries. Since I started the prednisone I didn’t have any wine.

After lunch I sat and read again. At four I went to the pool for a dip. Hoping the chlorine in the cool pool would soothe me skin. I actually stayed in the pool for a good 30 minutes. It felt absolutely wonderful.

Steve met me at the pool. He had a decent day fishing, he caught five fish. He didn’t have as good a day as another guest who is from Minnesota, he caught 27 and had the largest fish of the day! Well done, Peter from Minnesota!

We went back in to watch the Masters and met some new guests. One of the guys was from South Carolina. He has a house on the beach and recommended some bug sprays. He said to order two kinds and mix them up. Quick as a bunny I ordered them on Amazon and they will be waiting for me when we get back home on Tuesday! If they work I’ll have to make my own business selling “Linda’s Excellent Anti-Insect Concoction! I won’t tell you what sprays I bought, no sense you beating me to the door of fame and riches!

Our first canapé was artichoke fritters with lemon dill mayo.

Next up were quail eggs with celery salt. The celery salt was really salty. I did not like that!

Our soup was shellfish and pumpkin bisque. It was top notch!

Steve had the wahoo. Unfortunately it was overdone, and wahoo is not forgiving. We had a big crowd at dinner last night, 24 people, so perhaps that was a bad choice with that many people. You have to be very careful with fish, a minute too long, and the fish is tough.

I had the beef tenderloin, cooked rare. It was perfect!

Dessert was white chocolate pannacotta with raspberry coulis. Very refreshing!

Steve and I had some chamomile tea and then it was off to bed. Steve had another day to fish, and I had another day to laze!

Since no one is answering my questions, I will skip them for today!