I went out for a morning walk around 7:30 through the campground and back along the lake. I waved at two hunters in a travel trailer about 5 or 6 sites down the road from us. There are four RVs here all together; 3 travel trailers (The Beauty, the hunters and an Airstream) and 1 Class A motorhome. The other three campers are down the road several campsites. We're alone here on the far end for now. We'll see what the holiday brings.
I saw Gary, the gray heron, cousin of Harry, the white heron that I saw last night down by the lake. My walk was cut short by sprinkling rain. Some other lady went around the entire lake. I saw her do two laps in spite of the rain. But I wimped out.
Bob and I watched the view of the lake most of the morning and listened to the raindrops on the roof. We turned on the TV for the weather, adjusted the antenna and got seven (Wow!) channels to come in pretty clearly. Things are looking up.
We took the DeLorean off of the top of the truck and set it alongside The Beauty. Then we headed out to find the Chamber of Commerce in Ruston. We stopped at the Texaco for a Dallas Morning News (Wow, a real paper) and to adjust the boat rack to stop the whistling noise. We found the Chamber of Commerce easily and picked up a bushel of brochures. A local proud Cajun welcomed us to town. He asked how we liked Lincoln Parish Park. He said it was built with all local funds.
We left in the rain to find Acorn Creek Antiques and Books on the South Service Road of I-20. But the service road kept stopping and starting up again later so I called them on the cell phone and got directions (two exits west of where we were.) It was a nice store with lots of fine books. The owners are Sandra and Blue Hogg. Blue was the quirky single man who gave us directions over the phone. He looked like an antiquities dealer. Sandra, his mom, was apparently a huge sci-fi fan and had quite an extensive collection of great books. We bought several hardbacks (breaking our own weight rules) from the $1.00 discount section.
I found around 20 old postcards. Then we headed back downtown, in the rain of course, to Bonnabel's (Seafood and Sandwiches) Bob had pork tenderloin, sweet potatoes and cabbage while I ordered Louisa's Shrimp Salad with Remoulade dressing and we kind of shared the whole mess. It was all quite good.
Next we moved on to Lincoln Parish Library, opened in July of this year. It is located in a renovated old Albertson's Grocery Store (apparently the grocery didn't last too long so close to Wal-Mart just across I-20.) They ended up with a first-class library for a town this size. They have hassle-free internet access at separate workstations for adults and teens. I guess they can control content this way. The desks and chairs were state-of-the art and very ergonomic. We both loved the high-speed DSL. All of the equipment was brand new. I thought I died and went to heaven. Of course, without being able to connect my laptop, I still haven't uploaded my journal or downloaded most of my mail. But I did get all of our bills sorted out.
We left the library in the rain and found another antique place on LA 3005 south of Ruston in a large out-building next to a private residence. When I called to see if they were open on Mondays she said in a very Southern accent "Yeess, but A'm afraid we have a mud pie at the entrance." She wasn't kidding. We took a look anyway but it was mostly furniture. So we headed back home. We came through the Park gates just after 4:00 so we didn't need the gate code. There were no new campers as we drove through the circle.
We changed shoes and went fishing along the bank until dark. The mosquitoes and the bass started hitting at the same time. Yes, it is still warm enough here for mosquitoes. I caught three bass on a jointed Rappala; one small, two okay. It got too dark to see so we called it quits.
We read the paper, had a bowl of Bob's chili and watched our seven TV channels.
It's 7:55 p.m. and 61.7 degrees.