Friday, December 23, 2022

Our Christmas Letter 2022 part 2

   If you have read my previous letter, you may have noticed that it stopped at the halfway point of the year the month of June. So, this part, logically will begin with July 2022.

   July

   On the first Jan and I took the trailer back to Lanesboro for a few days, continuing our tradition at Eagle Cliffs campground. Things took a downturn the next day, when we received word that my youngest brother, Paul had passed away in Duluth at 1545 in the afternoon. I did a blog before these Christmas letters with my feelings on his passing, so take a look at that blog for more detail. After that news we did our usual routine, with the fireworks at the campground with the Theobalds, me getting some riding and Jan relaxing with the trailer. We did leave the trailer with Eli, Lindsey, Leah and Aaron and they moved to another campground by Preston for a few more days in that area. Aarons' birthday was on the 10th, wow 14 already and moving up to MVL for his freshman year. The rest of the month was pretty regular summer stuff, although Jan spent some time pricing items for a garage sale for Paul and Marcy's things here at their home in St. James.

   August

   This was a fairly average month for us, with doctor appointments, Paul's estate sale and my almost annual Wyoming loop bike trip. Rachel also celebrated her birthday on the 18th while I was on the road somewhere in Wyoming, come to think of it. We had a wake for Paul at Bailey's in Ormsby on the 20th followed by scattering his ashes on the ball diamond in Odin. Jan and I did go to a few soccer games for Sam and Gus at various locations in eastern Minnesota. I see that I did start some maintenance work on our 94 Ducati, to get her out of cold storage and back on the road somewhat. Jan and I had lunch at the thrift store in Mountain Lake where our granddaughter, Leah, was working the lunch counter. Joe started college at NOVA and Annie and William headed to Robinson High School.  So much for August.

   September

   More soccer for Sam and Gus, Hans' birthday on the 5th and a few doctors' visits and my longest ride of the year. I was going to head out to southern Utah but reconsidered while on the way, ending up in southwestern Colorado again. I rode a route from Grand Junction to Norwood, Colorado that was a scenic surprise that I am going to ride again. Heading east from Montrose on a 31 degree morning and the stretch from Sterling to home in one pass. Oh ya, there was a mouse in my room at Sterling, and a recall on the BMW at Sioux City later in the month. 

   October

   October is a month with a few birthdays in our family, with William DeFor on the 14th, Jan Kuehl, my other half on the 22nd and Sam Theobald on the 23rd, I think that about covers it. Jan and I had grandparents' day at MVL with Leah and Aaron on the 13th and 14th, and more soccer games with Sam and Gus. I am also taking some tests to see if some of my health problems might be caused by my service in the USAF, time will tell, I guess. Towards the end of the month, I made a short run out to the Hills before the weather gets too cold for trips like that, also turned the BMW over to 70k miles along there. Earlier in the month we had a killing frost that froze the green leaves on the trees before they had a chance to fall off, kind of unusual to say the least. 

   November

   It seems like a lot of November is getting ready for what comes next in this part of the world, just like death and taxes. I had a VA test at the hospital in Spirit Lake, Iowa on veterans' day of all days, after which Jan and I drove up to Mankato for the usual freebees. MVL also has a very nice veteran's day program every year that I have been to since Leah, and now Aaron attend high school there. I did some maintenance work on the Triumph, changed oil on the Mustang, which also got a fresh set of tires. Believe me 265/35/20s are not cheap! A nice touch was that the day after the pleasant weather tire change, we got 6 inches of snow, so the GT went into storage for the winter. Rachel and Hans celebrated their 20th anniversary, can't hardly believe it's been that long since that magical wedding ceremony at the Conservatory!

   December

   The 2nd of December was a big day. The new B-21 stealth bomber was revealed, Eli reaches the milestone of 8k hours in his quest to be allowed to test up to the next level as an electrician and I-we, ordered another Ducati Multi Strada. Jan and I had lunch at our bank in Ormsby. Mars, which has really been on display this fall slid behind the full moon on the 8th, quite a sight. We actually made the drive to Chatfield one Monday night to watch Sam and Gus play basketball, diving right from soccer to basketball. Hopefully the weather will cooperate the next few months and we'll be able to see some of their games good Lord willing. As I am writing this final installment, it is at a -41-degree wind chill with a blizzard warning until sometime on Saturday, the day before Christmas. This year we are to gather at Eli and Lindsey's home for Christmas, hopefully this weather moderates somewhat by then. Tonight, it is a day later and if anything, the weather is worse than last night! Jan and I pretty much stayed indoors and putzed with things, as the internet was down from the night before. You never know how much you depend on the internet this time of the year until it is not working. Things are looking somewhat murky with Christmas this year, with the weather being such a beast, I guess we will have to see what tomorrow brings. I find it kind of depressing, that so much time and effort are put into celebrating Christ's birthday. I imagine it would be somewhat unorthodox to maybe celebrate some other time of the year. After all we are celebrating His birth not just the day. The important thing is that He was born for us on a day sometime in the year. The actual date is really immaterial, we have just chosen the 25th of December to remember His birthday. So, with that I wish you all a very merry Christmas and a happy New Year, may our next trip around the sun be a good one.

   Pete Kuehl   2200 12-23-2022    

   


    

Tuesday, December 13, 2022

The Christmas letter from my viewpoint 2022

   It's that time of year again to look back and try to put down a reasonable facsimile of Pete and Jan's year in a blog format. I keep smaller and smaller records of what we have been up to during the year, so this epistle gets shorter every year. I will be laying out a month by month listing of weather and events in our lives, primarily from my viewpoint as the author. Someday Jan should be doing this as she has a blow-by-blow account of everything that has happened to us and our families a day at a time for years. So, now that I have that off of my chest, I will start off with the first month of the year. 

   January

    This month starts and finishes pretty much like all of the rest of the January's I have been through in the upper Midwest- cold and snowy. In between Jan and I made do with some basketball games, trips to New Ulm, Mankato and Rochester for assorted reasons. Rach got her Mercedes "truck". My brother Paul ended up in Rochester with covid that was touch and go for quite a while, but he did make a miraculous recovery that time. See my previous blog about him and his struggle with ALS.

   February

   February was busy, judging from my notes, with doctor visits, basketball for Sam and Gus, moving snow etc. etc.. Jan and I did celebrate our 51st on Valentine's Day, also birthdays for Annika who turned 16, Eli and Steve (Scuba), so it's a pretty busy month. Things like these tend to keep my mind off the cold and snow that need to be dealt with, and the lack of warm enough weather that keeps me from riding at all. Due to that fact a lot of the maintenance gets accomplished this time of year. Paul remains in Rochester, so Jan and I are checking the mail and the home for them.

   March 

   Kind of unique this month but all our girls' birthdays were on Tuesdays this month, with Leah turning 16, Lindsey a little more and Genevieve some more too. Typically, after complaining about the weather, I see that I had some bikes out for short runs toward the middle of the month. We had thunderstorms with snow and plain thunderstorms and snow, taxes, another stress test for me and dog sitting for the Theobalds while they took a spring break trip. Other than that, just another month off the old calendar.

   April

   April started off with bad news for our neighbor Leona, she got the news that her son Steve had passed away on her 95th birthday. Jan and I attended his funeral at Saint Olaf in rural Odin later in the month. St. Olaf is another local church that I have never visited along with Waverly, both nearby to Ormsby. Other than that, the rest of the month was cold alternating with winds and some rain and riding weather. The Theobald boys Sam and Gus are starting the soccer season already, with a game in Rochester at 30 degrees, burr. Aaron had his confirmation exam on the 24th and Gen ran a marathon in Cincinatti on the 29th. After the marathon she flew to Nashville to meet with Rachel, who was flying in from DC, which pretty much wraps this month up.

   May

   May is the big month for the boys in the family, with Paul on the 4th, Phil and Joe on the 19th and me on the 25th. Rachel and Gen spent the first few days of May in Nashville being tourists. After the 30-degree soccer game the end of April, Jan and I were back in Rochester on the 4th in sunny 65-degree weather. After some routine medical visits, I headed back to Wall for a couple of nights, so that I could ride into the airshow at Ellsworth and back and have a shorter ride home the following morning. A word of advice, if you should attend an airshow that has an F-22 demonstration, bring earplugs, it's extremely loud! Jan and I were back to Mayo for another follow up with my team there, things are still looking okay so far. I ran the Mustang up to Duluth to see Sam play in a soccer game and a short visit with Paul at the Solvay House in Duluth. Little did I know that would be the last time I would ever see him in this life. Our life went on pretty much like what passes for normal here, mowing the lawn, riding, maintenance on vehicles, and waiting for the frequent rain to let up. Aaron graduated from St. Paul's school here in town on the 26th, it hardly seems possible that he's gone through 9 years of schooling there starting with kindergarten. Jan worked with that class for several years as a teacher's assistant helping with subjects, so she got to know that gang pretty well over the years.

   June

    Number one grandson Joe graduated from high school and is furthering his education at NOVA, plus Gus is moving on to Lourdes, plus Eli finished his last year of electrician training.   I started the month putting tires on the BMW GS and Jan and I went to Sherburn to see the new Top Gun movie, it was pretty good. I recall that we saw the first version of it in Rapid City and my mom was along, so it's been a while back. Of note, I hit a buzzard while riding near Waseca, not fun. A note, if you are riding on the upwind side of a road and approach buzzards or for that matter any large birds be careful, they will always take off into the wind, regardless of what hazard is coming down the road. Luckily, I managed to duck and I only lost my turn signal arm and cracked a trim piece, could have been a lot worse. I attended a funeral of a guy that had hit a flying turkey and been fatally injured by the strike in the head. Soccer game visits, more medical checkups and of course riding, including a spin on some local gravel roads with our granddaughter Leah on our bikes. Jan and I met Rachel who was in Minnesota for a business trip in Bloomington. We drove to Rochester and met Eli and Gen, and attended a soccer game among other things.

  


   


Monday, August 29, 2022

Paul

    My brother Paul passed from this life to the next on July the 3rd at 3:45 pm in Duluth, Minnesota. Paul was born in Triumph, Minnesota on May 4th, 1953, and lived a majority of his life in this area. Due to the fact that Paul was nine years younger than me we did not spend a lot of time together until he was in his teens I guess. In the late sixties and early seventies, we spent some bike trips and camping time with each other. In 1974 Jan and I drove to California to give him a ride home from our sisters home in Oakdale. He had spent the winter working at the prison where she was employed. The route home took us to the Hearst Castle, Disney Land and the Grand Canyon. We decided then that we would return to hike to the bottom in 1975. The first part of August 1974, Paul and I were out in The Hills dirt biking when we got the call the Jan had gone into labor with our first, Rachel, we packed up and drove all night to get home only to find out it was a false alarm, Rachel did not arrive until the 18th. Spring 1975 found us arriving in a snowstorm and spending the night in the back of his Mustang before starting down the next morning on snowy trails. We spent a couple days in the canyon, had a few beers at the Phantom Ranch at the bottom, before swinging down to Mexico and back to Minnesota. Paul played fast pitch softball with Odin for several years and caught most of the time back in the days when lots of people showed up for the games and our mom worked the concession stand. We had a long history with softball because our dad both played with and managed the team in Ormsby, just a couple miles from Odin which were huge rivals back in the day. After Paul married Marcy in 1987, we went our separate ways so to speak with them moving to the Twin Cities area and then to Duluth.

    This next part is going to be something I have been dreaming up on my bike trips, you have a lot of time to work on subjects while droning down the interstate. It is going to be my vision of his arrival at the next stop in his life cycle, Heaven.

    Paul is riding in the passenger train of life when he arrives at his stop at 3:45 pm on July the 3rd 2022. His guardian angel says, "here's your stop Paul" and helps him off the train onto the platform at the station. When they step to the platform Paul finds that he is 25 and in perfect health again! His angel says, "well here you are, there are people to greet you, and I've got to go, there is one just being born, and they are going to need me". Paul turns and Jesus is there to welcome him home and show him off the platform and on to the welcoming committee. Mom and dad, Kathy and Howard plus several cousins too. The train carrying brothers Pete and Phil has left the station and continued on towards their stops in the future. Attached to the station is a wood shop that is fully equipped with every wood working tool known to man and in the distance, Paul can see green fields as far as the eye can see just waiting to be cultivated and harvested in their time. Beyond the corn fields far away are lights around a ball diamond that will need to be visited for sure, and maybe a nearby John Deere dealer too. It looks as if a person could spend an eternity here, and that's what he will do. 

    This is just my version of what a person's heaven will be like. Everyone that arrives there should have their own heaven within reason of course. This fictional tale is not biblical I'm sure, but just the author's optional reality.    

  

 

Sunday, December 19, 2021

Christmas in the year of our Lord 2021

    It took me a while to figure out how to post a new blog after being out of practice since February. I think that they change the format just to prove that they can. This should be a rather abbreviated version of our year and as usual a lot of it is from my perspective since I'm writing it. So suffer along with me as I account for 2021.

  January. I started on one of my Winter projects to keep me busy during the non riding months. This one involves wood paneling and fresh paint in the upstairs garret room. Luckily years back I purchased a power miter saw and a trim nailing gun which greatly simplified the project. Jan and I made the usual shopping trips to stores in the area and I made a preliminary visit to doctor Birkholtz about my upcoming cataract surgery. And it was probably cold and snowy. 

    February. I had several doctor appointments for check-ups and actual surgeries for both of my cataracts. I had both done for distance vision and the improvement was amazing but it leaves me still wearing glasses for reading etc., so sometimes I wonder if I made the correct choice, but that's just me. I see that we had a long string of below zero nights in February too. Oh yes, Jan and I celebrated our 50th on Valentines day. If you reference my previous blog you can see a more elaborate accounting of events so to speak. Several birthdays are also celebrated this month also, Annika on the 15th, Eli and Scuba on the 23rd and Gus on the 27th. 

   March. March dawned with some nice temperatures so I got some riding in along with bike maintenance. I did manage to get my first covid vaccination at the VA in Shakopee with a follow up later on. Jan and I made a drive to the Theobalds to see their new addition Maya, what a sweetheart. Also more birthdays this month, Leah on the 9th, Lindsey on the 16th and Genevieve on the 30th. Unusual they all fell on Tuesdays this year.

   April. This time of the year we see the weather bouncing all over the place with teens one day and 80s a couple days later, so I got some riding in. I had a good check up with my EMT group at Mayo and Jan made a trip to the ER in New Ulm one night complaining about her heart, which led to a stress test later on in April that was okay. I see that one day we had some snow and I mowed the lawn, not sure in which order that occurred. Along here my brother Paul is looking at a townhome in St. James. He plans to move here from Duluth in the future so brother Phil and I have looked it over. After discovering a lot of water damage in our trailer that long term project got started out at Eli and Lindsey's farm. A section of the roof needed to be replaced and the whole front end sheet metal had to come off to get at the rotted wood underneath.

   May. Pretty much working on the trailer, assorted maintenance of vehicles etc.. Jan had started quite a lot of plants for the expanded garden that was being planned and we got a lot of them in the ground at the farm, believe me the tomatoes were enjoyed much later this year. May is also a busy month for birthdays with Paul on the 4th, Phil and Joe on the 19th and mine on the 25th.  

   June. I am still working on the trailer water problem with an assist from Eli of course. We are making progress on the rot and leaking roof, luckily it has been indoors in one of the sheds at the farm, so it is staying dry in the meantime. June looks like Jan's medical month with a trip to the emergency room in New Ulm and a trip to Abbot in the Twin Cities to check on a growth in her lung. We stayed overnight at a hotel in Edina and used Uber to get back and forth from Abbot for the first time, it works pretty slick. Abbot is located in a rather sketchy part on Minneapolis and this was during the "mostly peaceful" riots just up the street from there. I had been getting in as much riding as possible and getting to a few Patriot Guard missions too.

   July. July was pretty much Jan's month for medical visits, with a trip to the emergency room in New Ulm and a return visit to Abbot in the Cities. This time it was to remove the growth from her lung. The doctor, who looked about 19, said about the growth "you will probably die with it not from it" which is a good thing. Other than that I was getting some riding in and attending Patriot Guard missions in the area. Also Aaron's birthday on the 10th.

   August. The usual assorted doctor visits for Jan and I. We did have both our son-in-law Hans home for a couple days and then Rachel for a few more. I did ride down into Iowa to look at how they have recovered from The Derecho storm that hit there in 2020. Still a mess in some places but making progress on a major storm that was practically unreported outside of the upper midwest. After I discovered that one of the B-52's that I had been on over Viet Nam in 1966 was a gate guard at Whiteman AFB in Missouri I made a visit on a warm day. I took the GT this time though. Jan and I drove to the Black Hills for a few days at the Spearfish Canyon Lodge, always a nice place to stay and dine right across the road at the Latchstring. The stay at the lodge and a gift certificate at the Common Grounds, a restaurant in Spearfish were 50th anniversary gifts from Rachel, Gen and Eli. So, thanks again you three. Rachel celebrated her birthday here on the 18th.

    September. I must not have made any note of it but sometime this Summer I got rid of a couple of bikes and turned around and bought another BMW, so I'm down one. I had another good check-up with the ENT department at Mayo and headed out on a long bike ride that was going to Utah but ended up in southern Colorado. This was to be kind of an experiment on getting fed with no teeth while on the road. Actually it did not go too bad allowing for my toothless handicap. The ride went good compared with the ride last September when I got caught in cold temperatures and snow in the Hills while making my escape from Wyoming. Our son-in-law's Han's birthday was the 5th.

   October. Jan and I did get to some soccer games this Fall and trips to the dermatologist more than once to various parts removed and repaired. Other than that it was a pretty quiet month with the two of us spending some time with Jan's sister at Wadena the end of October. Not that quiet though with birthdays for William on the 14th, Jan on the 22nd and Sam on the 23rd.

   November. Started with Jan and I and the Theobalds to the State Soccer Tournament at the Viking's stadium in the Cities. Sam's team played under the lights. I rode to Sioux Falls one Saturday and the next it was cold and snowy so it's that time of year again. We had Thanksgiving at Gen and Steve's house again this year with a house full of people. It' good to be getting back to some semblance of normal. I put the Mustang away for the winter and did manage to get a bike out one last time, maybe.

    December. What a month! 10 to 12 inches of snow on the 10th and rain and tornados on the 15th! These were the first recorded tornados in history in Minnesota in December. We are living in interesting times to be sure. Jan and I are getting to some basketball games now so that's fun. We will be attending a gathering in Edina for Christmas this year again after a break last year of course. Other than that I have been doing a couple projects around the house for Jan, just some shelves and adding some lighting in the basement. It looks like I may make it through this year without another cancer surgery after two last year, a record I do not want to repeat. So we finish out this year trying to remember what we are really celebrating amid all of the hustle and bustle, anxiety and depression is Christ's Birthday. Try and relax, count your blessings and love each other as easy or hard as that might be. With any luck we'll see you next year.

        Pete Kuehl   19 December 2021



Sunday, February 14, 2021

To Jan from Pete on our 50th or the Girl With the Thunderbird Tattoo

    I have been thinking a lot about how I would compose this note for some time now, for at one time I had no idea we would arrive at this point in time but here we are. 50 years married to each other, who would have thought? I think I may tell a little about our time together, how we met etc..

   I first met Jan in Ormsby on a blind date lined up by some friends of mine that knew Jan from Jackson votech school. We had a get together at Bill Peterson's home in St. James that evening and I took Jan home to the family farm near Alpha. She was impressed by my 69 Mustang Mach 1 and my collection of 8 track tapes, going from Henry Mancini to Johnny Cash. We talked a lot, which is unusual for me, listened to a lot of music and rolled unto her farm about 4 am. From that beginning we dated through the Summer and Fall and I gave her a ring on Christmas Eve before church in Ormsby in 1970, to the decision to marry on Valentine's Day the next year. To us it was why wait, we love each other and want to spend as much time together as possible, so the date was set. February in Minnesota the weather can be iffy and the night before the big day, Saturday, was not nice and we had had a lot of snow to boot. Sunday dawned clear and warmer which we took as a good omen which has turned out to be prophetic. We were married at Trinity Lutheran church in Alpha Minnesota on February 14th 1971 in an afternoon service, to a reception in the basement, to a party at the farm, to the Holiday Inn in North Mankato. The next day it was to our apartment In Waconia and then to Duluth for a night in February no less. There is a lot of filler after that with a couple long bike trips with brothers and friends and weekends back home at the farm or Ormsby until we get to the start of our second chapter, our family.

    From Jan throwing up in her popcorn at the drive in in Navarre, to Waconia Ridgeview later that night, to seeing Rachel for the first time shortly there after. Life really does change forever when you have children if you are paying attention. After Rachel was born in Waconia we moved to Saint James for a job transfer for me.

The three of us did do some traveling, camping at Nemo and visiting The Grand Tetons and Yellowstone when Rachel was a year or two old. Jan, in addition to her homemaker tasks worked a couple other jobs to stay busy. In 1978 we, pretty much she, produced Genevieve to add to our clutch of children, followed in 1980 by Eli completing that part of the saga. In addition to taking care of three children and an older individual, me, she started working at Watonwan county Human Services and working toward a degree from Mankato State part time. She graduated with honors in 2008. Jan is the family record keeper and shoulder to cry on, my confidant and lover, anchor in the storms of our lives and home decorator too. You have no idea how hard it is to try and condense 50 years together into a bunch of words on a page when the most important words are stuck in my heart and I find difficult to express with my limited vocabulary. I just want the world to know that I have been blessed with a life with a woman that I never expected would ever happen to me, blessed with seven terrific grandchildren and two sons and a daughter in law that are like our own. She has put up with a husband that likes to travel, has medical problems and is forgetful of important things but not trivia. This note is more or less random thoughts that I keep coming up with as you may have noticed. We did get to Japan twice and Germany once visiting Rachel and family with her Navy husband Hans, with many trips to the Black Hills and Colorado too. I got to thinking yesterday as we were returning from getting my covid shot, how we hold hands quite a lot while I'm driving so I get to explore her hand by feel. Silly things like that. Advice like, try not to go to bed mad at each other, watch what you say because it can't be unsaid. Today, the 14th it was -16 when I got up a little cooler than in 1971 when it was 60 degrees warmer. I think that said that this is the coldest Valentines day in history. So much for global warming. I started out trying to put down a history of our time together but there was so much packed into that 50 years that I couldn't do it justice. You just had to live it, the ups and downs, but mostly ups. Our answer is to love each other and be comfortable with one another. You only get one chance at this life so you should do your best to make your partner your main object in this time on God's green Earth. Hopefully I'll get to do this in 10 years but you never know.      


Saturday, December 19, 2020

Christmas 2020

   This Christmas post will be shorter than previous years for sure, with assorted surgeries and the covid  pandemic keeping us close to home for the most part. 

   January was pretty normal with Jan and I attending basketball games for Sam, Gus, Leah and Aaron and several medical appointments in New Ulm and Fairmont. Jan was getting a knee replaced and I had another sleep study. Also typically this time of the year there was lots of blowing snow and cold and for us things started to go down hill. I had a loose tooth pulled which led to another cancer surgery in March, in the mean time I helped some with the Falcon project.

   February. Seems like a theme here, doctor appointments and basketball, heavy snow and moving snow from one location to another. I did get some pt for a sore leg muscle and a new cpap machine which was a huge improvement over the one I got years ago. Jan and I celebrated our 49th on the 14th and are looking forward to our 50th next February. Who'd a thought that was possible. Jan and I did kind of commute to Austin for Sam's basketball tournament for a couple of days. 

   March. I got to some more basketball games at Byron and Stewartville. On the 4th Jan had her left knee replaced at New Ulm by a doctor that looks like she could be in high school, that must be an effect of growing old, most of the doctors we see these days look like kids. Speaking of that, the doctor I'm looking at for cataract surgery has the same birthday as our youngest, Eli. Anyhow they had Jan up and walking the halls later on the day she had the replacement done. Just a couple days later I got to bring her home to stay. We were to Mayo in Rochester for a biopsy of the place where the tooth came out and it's cancer again, so I was looking at more cutting in my mouth. Eli got the Falcon painted a grey color with a black stripe, so that project is moving along. I was back to Rochester for some more tests, ct and pet scans and a meet with the surgeon. Looks like it should be an outpatient procedure so there is that. Anyhow Eli and I spent the night at Gen and Steve's so I could be at St. Mary's by zero dark 30. Took more teeth, part of the sinus, and a 20mm tumor out of my upper jaw and let me go home after noon. Had the 2 week recovery as usual, so both Jan and I are on the mend. Actually I managed to just get that done about the time that everything shut down for the covid panic. One bright spot, at least we had some nice weather intermittently in March, so there is that I guess.

   April. We are still recovering from our surgeries, slowly and with care. Jan's knee seems to be coming along nicely and she is back vacuuming with her regular schedule. I managed to get the Mustang out of the garage and do some short bike rides, but in the middle of the month we had a regular blizzard with high wind and 10 inches of snow. I did a shelf project in the basement so Jan had some more room to store things. About a week after the snow storm it was 70 degrees so we drove down to Ormsby to pick up supper at Bailey's, then went out to the old ball diamond to eat in the truck. As a child I spent a lot of time there while my Dad played and managed for the Ormsby softball team, today the fences are gone and the infield is getting weedy but the shelter is still up. I finished up the month with some riding on some of the toys.

   May. Jan and I on the way to New Ulm on the 4th saw the first corn sprouting which is about the earliest I can remember seeing this indicator of a good corn crop, assuming good conditions from now on. I trailered the GS to Sioux City for his Spring check up etc.. The next day we had everybody, excepting our east coast family, the DeFors, over for lunch, the first time we have been together since Christmas last year. Me back to Mayo for a covid test and back two days later to meet with the orthodontist after my March surgery for a check up. Why covid tests can't be done right here in town at the local Mayo facility is evidently above my pay grade. We got a lot of rain this month as is indicated by the frequency of the mowing of the lawn. In the last few days of May, after my 76th on the 25th, I rode my "Wyoming Loop" trip. I have done this almost every year lately. From home to Spearfish, to Buffalo, to Chamberlain and home the next day. I hit unusual weather in the Hills that trip, from Newcastle through Custer State Park it was very foggy and cold. 

   June. The first half of the month was pretty quiet, mowing lawn and running errands. Jan was mowing at the farm and I was mowing at home. I did take a run to New Mexico with the Mustang to visit some of the sites that the Longmire tv series was filmed at. I had intended to take a bike but a worn tire forced me to change my mode of travel. We had a lot more rain and Jan and I were out to the farm, with her mowing and me working on the Falcon wiring part of the project.

   July. As usual we start the month with our yearly trip to Lanesboro with the trailer to "camp" and take in their fantastic fireworks show. I did manage to get to a PGR mission at the state veteran's cemetery right up the road at Preston, it was really hot that day. After we got back home, Eli, Lindsey and the kids took the trailer over to Lake Shetek for a few days. So at least it's getting some use. I took the Mustang to Mankato to replace the windshield that got cracked near Amarillo, Texas on my Longmire tour earlier this year. I think that we have replaced windshields in almost every vehicle we have owned in the last few years. We had some heavy rain toward the end of the month 4-5 inches with flooding in the area.

   August. I made a short run out to the Hills to check out the Mickelson trail conditions. After Gen and her friends walked the whole 100 plus miles of the trail last year I was inspired to try and bicycle the distance in the future so I was curious about the surface conditions, also an excuse for another ride to the Hills. Jan and I were out to the farm a couple nights for meteor showers and planet viewing, that was fun with the gang. Jan has been out to the farm mowing grass a lot lately and I actually had my XR185 out some for the first time in years. I rode down to central Iowa to check out the storm damage from the derecho that roared through that area. It was unbelievable the amount of damage, corn fields flat for miles, grain bins in pieces scattered about and groves either flat, uprooted or tipped over. I've never seen anything that wide spread or violent looking ever! 

   September. Jan and I were to Rochester for Sam's soccer game and the next day I started packing for another bike trip, for a play by play look at my previous blog. It did not turn out so well. After I recovered from that fiasco Jan and I returned to Rochester for some more Sam and Gus's soccer games. I did make a swing down to the SAC Museum at Ashland, Nebraska with the intent of going farther west out of there, but I could not find a place to stay and ended up almost back in Sioux Falls. That's one thing this year lodging has not been too difficult but scaring up a meal indoors has not been easy. Spent several meals eating on the curb or picnic tables if they are available. Phil and Laura, Jan and I did a cemetery cruise on the 29th, which would have been our Mom's 100th. We visited Mom, Dad and Kathy's grave sites at Cedar Hill west of Trimont and Mom's parents at Welcome, and our grandparents at the Galena cemetery. It was a good day to check out headstones to try and figure out who is who and what happened at that point in time.

   October. Jan and I drove up to Wadena to spend a couple days with her sister Paula. One day the girls went shopping in Alexandria and I went out to Aneta, North Dakota where I spend some time over 50 years ago inventorying the plant in that exchange and also in the West Northwood exchange which had maybe half a dozen lines at that time, it was pretty remote. Jan and I were out to the farm some, her mowing and pulling weeds, me helping with the Falcon project. Jan and I drove over to Waseca or Officer Matson's return home from months of rehab after being shot in the head in the line of duty. We visited my Mayo doctor Martin for another check and more biopsies in my mouth and another ct scan. We did move our trailer out to the farm to get it under cover for the winter, hopefully the mice will be deterred by the dryer sheets. It has been uncommonly cold during this period with high temps in the teens and snow. I got the bad news again while I was at a PGR mission near Meriden, it's cancer, no surprise anymore. This will be number 5 or 6 I'm losing track anymore. This time it's on the lower left side and will entail removing a portion of my jaw and all of my remaining teeth. Jan and I spent a day cruising Goodwill stores in St. Paul looking for a set of dishes she saw in one of her vlogs, with no luck, but we had fun. 

   November. The weather turned nice and warm with one day hitting 80 degrees. We were back to Mayo for more information on how this round will go and I'm not looking forward to this one either. We did have some regular things going on, I got the Triumph to 10,000 miles, Jan got a new phone and the GS to 50,000 miles so there is that. On the 10th I was over to Mayo for the required covid test and on the 12th it was back to St. Mary's for the surgery. After all that cutting and sawing and stitching my mouth back together they ran me out shortly after lunch. Doctor Martin said with the way the hospital was jammed up with covid cases I would be safer at home with my anti biotics and painkillers. To add insult to injury Jan had to drive me home on roads that were extremely slippery, like 40mph in falling snow, but we made it. When we got home we found the driveway blown out by Eli and Lindsey and company, that was a welcome sight. The next major obstacle is trying to figure out how to eat and speak with no teeth in your mouth. As it turns out eating is just a matter of choosing softer foods and making sure that they are mashed up. One thing that is hard for me to deal with is the idea that I will never eat popcorn, peanuts, chips etc. again, not so much the taste but the texture of these things. Speaking turns out was not that bad either not that I was some great orator to begin with, I don't think that the hands free phone calling in our vehicle knows me anymore though. I spent the rest of the month recovering. Jan and I did celebrate Thanksgiving by ourselves for the first time ever I think.

   December. I have managed to whip up a couple of dishes that make good leftovers like 6 layer dinner, one of my Mom's favorites and chili in the crockpot. It seems like these always get better the more they are reheated and I can just shovel them in and swallow. I thought that I would be on this extended weight loss program but it's been exactly the opposite, probably indulging in ice cream frequently isn't helping. I have taken a few drives just to compensate for being cooped up and doing some bike maintenance to keep busy. I have to admit that up until my latest surgery the covid did not worry me too much but afterwards we have been staying pretty close to home for fear of picking something up while I'm recovering. I did go into Menards this week for the first time inside a business in almost 6 weeks. Jan and I will be home for Christmas too and who knows when our governor Kim Jun Walz will allow us out of homes, maybe by this time next year? Better not be. Well, it's been quite a year for sure, but this time in mid December finds our family separated but in good health and longing to be able to touch another person, not that I'm ever getting tired of holding Jan, but you know what I mean. Maybe without all of the hoopla surrounding this time of year normally we can a little more easily pay some attention to the real reason for Christmas and contemplate what His birth means for us all? So Merry Christmas and a Happy 2021 for us one and all. I hope that this time next year finds us all in a better place. Pete Kuehl 19 December 2020.

PS The end of this year finds those of us not retired gainfully employed: Hans at the Pentagon, Rachel with a new job in Lofton, VA, Scuba managing a golf course, Gen at Mayo, Eli in his fourth year of electrician apprenticeship, and Lindsey at Baileys and the City of Ormsby. All of the grandchildren, Josiah, Annika, William, Samuel, August, Leah and Aaron are hitting the books and for the most part actually in a classroom. We are blessed with a great Family!!





 

Friday, September 11, 2020

The Bucket list ride from Hell

    This is one of those motorcycle trips that turn out to be a whole lot more entertaining in the middle of the Winter when they are retold. I had been planning this longer trip for most of the Summer, mostly figuring that it would be cooler in the Fall, boy was it ever! This was going to be a long loop across Wyoming over the Uintas, across Utah to ride the Moki Dugway, to hit northern New Mexico to revisit another Longmire site that I couldn't get to earlier this year. After New Mexico, the plan was to head up through central Colorado and back home by one route or another. I spent some time watching the weather and things looked good for the areas I was heading to, just a little cool in the mountains. The first day was home to Hot Springs, South Dakota and it was 106 degrees from Rapid City south. Next day was Wyoming, with Casper hazy with smoke and busy too with the Labor Day weekend, to Rawlins and I 80 to Evanston for the night. Evanston was jumping with the first rodeo of the year. Riding by the arena it looked like the state fair was on. Oh ya did I mention that I had forgotten my cooler and it's contents in Hot Springs which kind of made the whole trip kind of a bummer? I headed back East the following morning with lots of trucks and the Union Pacific for company with a tail wind to boot. I stopped in Wheatland for lunch and fuel at a station that has a sign on the door that says "This is Wyoming assume that everyone is armed", I love that one. Anyhow headed north toward Lusk I noticed a cloud bank in the north west and the wind was coming up and the temperature was dropping off. Now I started to believe the information signs along the interstate that were warning of high winds and heavy snow the next day, when it was 85 90 degrees when I first saw them! North of Lusk when I made the turn toward Edgemont it started to rain and it kept it up all the way back to Hot Springs. I got checked in and dried off and asked if I needed to could I stay another day, because I could see that the next day would be iffy, with snow in the Hills etc.. Well it rained most of the night and when I checked the Weather channel they told me about the eight inches of snow in Custer, which is right up the road but a higher elevation than Hot Springs which did give me some hope. After a couple of hours doing some soul searching I made the choice to try for home, luckily or call it foresight, I had virtually every item of cold weather gear along, which I struggled into before I made my break for home and hearth and Jan of course. I have ridden in cold temperatures before but nothing like this cold and distance. Going up to Rapid City it was 34 degrees with snow on the shoulder of the highway and the Hills were white. I didn't worry too much about slippery road conditions as I figured with 100 plus temps just a day or two earlier the pavement would still be warm enough. From Rapid East I cranked Fritzy up to 80 and set the cruise and motored on home, with a few stops along the way, arriving about 8 pm. Looking back, if I had gone on from Evanston I would have been stuck in high winds, cold temps etc., etc., and would have had to swing as far south as Mexico to get around that front that roared in out of Canada. I look at weather today and the plains are having plenty of rain now too, I guess that I am lucky that I left that cooler in Hot Springs ultimately, because I came back for it and got out of the west before the record setting cold and snow rolled in. A post script here too, I 80 in central Wyoming was closed due to heavy blowing snow and I had just cruised that section the day before in nice weather. And another thing, I was surprised to see lots of bikes heading west on I 90 as I was heading home, maybe they aren't paying attention to the weather either. Hopefully they did not plan on going west of the Hills as I am sure I 90 in Wyoming was not good. Anyhow I made it home in one piece vowing to never try that again but knowing that by later this Winter I'll be dreaming up another adventure and Jan will be urging me to check off another road on my bucket list rides.