Mar 3 - catching up

There's not much to write about yesterday's activities, but I do have some catch-up.

Matthew and Cassie aren't a good combination.  Matthew opens the doors and lets Cassie out.  I got home from my bike ride to find the doors locked, even the one from the garage into the house !

Cassie constantly pesters Matthew -- perhaps that's why he wants to let her out ?  All of our doors have levers and he loves that, easy to operate. 

He's a happy little guy, doesn't need the TV or electronics to stay amused.  Sandy picked up a few toys at Walmart and he plays quietly.  I took him and Cassie for two walks, on pre-ride and one post-ride.

Speaking of which, it was a beautiful day, sunny and moderate wind from the SE. 

So ... catching up ...

I'd ordered the replacement tail-light cluster and it arrived on schedule but it was the wrong one.  It was my fault.  In sorting through all the options on Amazon I ended up ordering a right instead of a left.  Dumb.  It's now in a box awaiting return and another is on order, but this time not from Amazon.  They only had one brand left cluster and it didn't get good reviews. 

When Jeffrey and I went out with the kids on the Skiff we were heading north, close to the sandbar and stopping while a Coast Guard cruised south some ways away from us in the Channel.  He turned on his lights and headed towards us; I stopped and waited.  Rats.  Before he even got close he called out to have the kids keep their feet inside the boat -- Emma and Zoe had been dangling them over the side into the water at the bow -- "yes sir" -- and on our way.  Whew.

Lastly, on the way out of Edgewater yesterday one and then two more police cars went by with sirens blaring.  They stopped on the other side of the road at an accident scene.  When I got there I could see that a motorcycle had run into the rear of a big-ass pickup truck, or rather it looked like the bike had been ditched and the rider had hit the back of the truck.  It didn't look good.  Shortly after I could hear an ambulance siren on its way.

Later, much later, like 3.5 hours, traffic was backed up at that spot and sure enough, a tow truck was now loading and cars were being sent on a detour.  When I got close the officer waved me over and told me to turn into the RV park, go around the patrol car and onto the sidewalk -- he said that I didn't need to ride in that mess (his words). 

I could see that there were more vehicles involved.  The motorcycle was gone but there was at least one more car along with the truck.  Whether the truck rear-ended the car before the motorcyclist hit the truck, I could tell. 

I do suspect the worst for the rider, but perhaps not.  It does take them a long time to clean up if there has been a fatality, much documentation required and with multiple vehicles involved, it's complicated.  If there were a couple of rear-enders, it's pretty clear who is at fault but ... each of the rear vehicles.  The motorcyclist being at fault for his own collision would be key for whatever charges are laid against the truck driver, if he's simply at fault for his own collision with the car in front. 

I'll check the paper this a.m. to see if there's a write-up.

There were lots and lots of motorcycles heading into town yesterday -- tonight is the start of bike week.  According to Wiki, approximately 500,000 people head into the area for bike week.  Considering that Daytona's population is 61,000 that's quite an influx !


I was thinking about riding again today but that depends on what Sandy wants to do.  If she wants to go out in the boat with Matthew, which is what we discussed last night, then I'll probably just take an hour during his nap and do some bridge repeats.  That gives her a break ... he is happy enough to smile at me, play peek-a-boo, but doesn't want any part of me holding him.  That could change, especially if I help feed him, but we'll see.

Last but certainly not least, I had my second appointment with the foot & ankle specialist.   I think that he knew going in that I wasn't ready to consent to surgery.  Having had my second opinion before seeing him ... he knew where I was headed.  He took impressions for orthotics which will hopefully slow down any deterioration.  He's concerned that if I leave it too long, I'll have chronic pain.  We shall see.   Perhaps this is something that I'll tackle next January or February, after getting back from Kilimanjaro ... 

Onward ?