After we took that wonderful hike in Whiting Park, we came home and Karen invited us to join her and John for dinner at the Pultneyville Grille. Great, I thought, another night I don't have to cook. And ten minutes later I started to feel like I was coming down with a cold. Most of the time it goes away after some Advil so I thought it would this day too. No such luck but it wasn't too bad although my throat felt a little scratchy. We drove out to Pultneyville and met Karen and John who came by boat from Sodus and had a nice dinner. I even splurged and had real meat, a filet. I asked for it rare and it wasn't even very pink when I got it, but I thought maybe that's as rare as they're allowed to do. It was tender though.
After dinner we said our goodbyes as we watched the boat pull away,
The next morning I woke up with a horrible cold and Larry had been up since 1:30. It was a lost day. I slept most of the next two days and then had some energy again on Tuesday.
Monday a tow truck came and got Larry's car. Over $6000 worth of damage. New radiator, fan and all the visible stuff needed to be replaced. In my sluggish state I managed to drag myself outside to get some pictures of the only 4 month old car.
It was really hot on July 17th, a record high for that day here of 97°. My car showed 98°
and the thermometer on the deck looked like 100° (in the shade).
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