...when we walked into the Java Shack in La Ronge for the reading last night and it's no small place. They brought out extra chairs. Then more people came. It was great. And they had live music! Rick Bell, Gareth Cook and Felicia Daunt of The Deadbeats were warming up the crowd with songs I didn't know, but boy did I like them. And the readings were great, too. The readers were Robert Calder, Dave Glaze, Harold Johnson, Greg Marchildon, Ken Mitchell, Sid Robinson, and me. It was a fantastic event. Hats off to the La Ronge Wild Rice Writers' Group and the Saskatchewan Writers Guild and everyone involved.
There was a photographer there already, so H only took pics of me chatting after the readings were over. Oddly enough, my mouth is open in every one of them.
(Left to right: Amy Nelson-Mile, me)
But that's not surprising after the trip we had. My jaws were pretty limber by the time we got to La Ronge. Initially things looked pretty good.
And for the first 40 km of gravel, things were pretty good. But I think this sign sums up the rest of the trip pretty well.
Mind you, the sign should have one more line: ROOTS AND HOLES.
And then H took a turn for the worse.
That trail wasn't bad compared to the last 55 km of road. H managed to dodge the rocks and roots and holes, but the road was so rough at one point that the passenger air bag light came on, saying it had turned itself off. By the time we hit the highway, the car was screeching at us. What horrible noise. I'm sure people could hear us coming a mile away. Poor car.
I spent most of today in a board meeting at the Harbour Inn. We had our lunch outside, the dock just steps away.
I'm happy to say the grader was out and the road was in really good condition for our trip home. Only rocks and roots to dodge this time.
By the way, for those of you who don't know the region, there is a beautiful smooth highway to La Ronge and we could've chosen to stay on nice highways for the entire trip. However, that would make the trip over 300 km longer than it was (over 600 km extra on the round trip). I can't remember how far we traveled as it was. Anyhow, my post describes the shortcut we took. Like I said in the previous post, we'd had lots of precipitation in the north in the days prior, so we knew what we were in for. Hats off to the people who keep that road in good shape. They do a remarkable job.