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Making plans...

Here it is another Saturday with one more day till I have 7 days off. There is no trip planned for this coming week. We can't go too far because of the bike race that will be coming up next weekend. Right now it looks uncertain as to whether or not we will be pull of any of the event. Apparently there is a shortage of licensed USCF officials. Maybe we can pull it out. Anyway, that doesn't affect Monday thru Thursday! So maybe we should plan on getting over to Wind Creek or Cheaha for a few days. Cheaha sounds pretty good right now. Oops! I am forgetting about the Crit Committee meeting Monday night. Darn. That would delay our trip till Tuesday. By Thursday we would need to be back and getting our gear ready for the weekend. Maybe we can go for an overnight anyway.

By the next week I am off, it is July 4th holiday week. That will be a bad time to try to go camping at the lake. Perhaps there would be room up at Mount Cheaha! The next week I am off, I think I need to go up to Tennessee to Fall Creek State Park. Kirk and Cindy may be able to meet us there. I had thought about going all the way to Kentucky but who knows? Perhaps we should try to go to the Smokies with the RV and stay at Cades Cove. It will be cooler than at home. I'd love to ride my bike around the Cove a couple of times.

There isn't a bike event now till September. The next camping bike event will be October and November. Then I guess it isn't any time till Bike Safari comes around again. Funny how time flies. Who knows if it will be on my week off. Who knows if I will still be here at Coosa! There are lots of changes coming. If I were to bargain for 4 weeks of vacation and a much better hourly rate, I might go back to being a retail pharmacist. That way I could take vacation when I needed it and do these bike trips.

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