Day 86: Come rain, sleet, snow, or hail or whatever...

I do not wake up as early as my grandpa does, so when I was awoken for breakfast this morning at 6:30am, it took a little while to process exactly what was going on. I didn’t see it coming. “Steven…. BREAKFAST” is called down the basement stairs. I fumble out of sleep, confused, irritable. Is this actually happening? Who could possibly have the ability to wake up early enough to cook a full breakfast by 6:30am?

My plan is to let the morning rain pass, and then ride into Seattle this afternoon after it dies down a little. Grandpa takes me up to this property he’s been developing for a few years now. It’s a really impressive compound owned by this wealthy construction mogul. I wish I had the foresight to bring my camera, but alas, I did not; lots of winding roads, man-made ponds, and shooting ranges. We do some fly-fishing, and I come very close to catching something, but it gets off the hook at the last second. It’s a really neat place that makes me wish I had a job outdoors.

Afterwards we hit up a buffet and then I take a nap back at the house. I wake up at 5pm... OK…. So I guess I’m not leaving until tomorrow. I hit up the Wifi at the library and plan out the final details for going into Seattle. I think I’ll be in Seattle from Wednesday – Sunday

Later that evening my Uncle Dennis and Aunt Dawn stop by the house. It’s good to see everyone. Apparently Dennis is the #1 Steelhead Fisherman in the world? I had no idea. Also… I’m not sure what a Steelhead is… besides the obvious assumption that it’s a type of fish. Is it a special fish? Is it rare? Does it taste really good? Is it one of those fish that can walk on land?

Tonight Floyd Mayweather got kicked off of Dancing with The Stars. He didn’t deserve to go, but it serves him right for being such a jerk to De La Hoya. Is it strange that the only 2 black celebrities on the show got the least votes, despite delivering solid performances? It’s probably nothing, but to a viewer without any context, it would appear suspicious. I don’t much care for this show, but it’s good to finally witness the spectacle firsthand.

OK… So tomorrow I ride down to Seattle. Come rain, sleet, snow, or hail or whatever…