Work In Progress

Our suburban is bad karma on wheels apparently. Last week, we got a flat tire ten minutes into our weekly commute. We pulled the suburban and the trailer off to the side of the highway, and it took us an hour to get the spare on. One of the other crews rode by and stopped, but they couldn't do much as there were already six of us there. Luckily, the spare lasted the entire week, even over the bumpy, pothole-plagued logging roads.

Our streak of bad luck was still going this week. We leave base camp at seven on Saturday mornings, and by this Saturday, it'd been raining for at least 24 hours. The team vehicles are also parked in a lawn area. So when we tried to pull out of the yard, with the trailer attached, we pretty much just sunk into the mud. We tried putting boards under the rear tires (rear-wheel drive), rocking the car, and just pushing, and we eventually got it out. Maybe our car troubles are retribution for not having to live in tents for three weeks . . .

There's not much else to say about this past week. We're still at Flagstaff. The weather's still gloomy. We're still sidehilling. One day, though, we got to load lumber into a boat, so it could be transported across the river to the bridge site. It was cold, wet day, and the lumber was delivered late. The good part was that we got a boat ride afterwards, instead of having to hike in. I got soaked, though, because the boat was tiny! Also, the lake is man-made, and it flooded three towns, so I spent the boat ride trying to look under the water to see if I could see any church steeples or roofs of houses . . . no luck. The water was too dark and churny. Other than that, though, it's been business as usual.

As for my reading list: I finished Soul of the Fire (SoT, book 5). Not my favorite in the series, but I'm looking forward to book six. My cousins sent me Pride & Prejudice & Zombies, which I'm super stoked to read. And a few of us made a trip into Bangor today, where we visited three used book stores. I bought a few things - a book of Edith Wharton short stories, a book of poetry by Sara Teasdale, Ender's Game by Orson Scott Card, and The Eye of the World by Robert Jordan. So I should have enough books to keep me occupied for a while. :)