Monday morning and once again skies looked menacing as I left camp but this time they weren't teasing. I had only driven about a dozen miles from Hesperia when the rain began, pouring great sheets of water down on the windshield, impairing my view and forcing cars to pull off the road. I was fortunate enough to find shelter at a Walmart parking lot, where I waited out the deluge.
While I waited for the rain to end, I watched an Amish man, a young boy crouched by his side, drive an open buggy beyond the parked semis. After tying his buggy to a sturdy, metal hitching post and giving his sodden horse a pat on the neck, he grabbed the boy and raced to the shelter of the store.
I sent Kay a text, Wet? Not yet, she said. But...she did get wet, as did all of our group. That day our camp looked less like a wandering carnival and more like a refugee camp. On the plus side, our campsite was along the Muskegon River on the beautiful Big Rapids Middle School campus. The campus is next to a marvelous park with riverside trails, playgrounds and bridges. I spent several hours wandering about, exercising and soaking in the sights.
your photos are beautiful!!
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