The best worst day:
I am hoping to make up for forgetting our wedding anniversary day the last couple of years by making reservations at a beautiful little motel overlooking Lake Superior, Bayfield WI. This is where I proposed and Heidi finally says yes. This can't go wrong; the reservations are on my credit card (I won't forget), the area is filled with magic, we're in love and this is the first day on the road of our adventure of a life time.
We tried to get on the road early so we could eat breakfast at Seeley, WI Sawmill Saloon. Too late for breakfast continue on, from here, it is only a little over an hour to Bayfield.
The scene in Bayfield is nautical, sitting on the shore of Lake Superior and the Apostle Islands. We proceed to get into the scene and park the bike near the ferry dock. It's a scenic walk along the shore of the lake. We can't believe this is happening, everything is perfect. The timing is just right to be at the motel at the 3:00 check in. Not even off the road yet, a guy is waving at us. I wave back. We park right in front of the room I reserved six months ago. Heidi is elated. The guy who waved at us greets us promptly. I tell him we have reservations for room 17 for tonight and tomorrow. He hustles me inside the office and I think says something like "Impossible". The next thing he's telling me he has no reservations for us and asks if we have the right place. Back out to the bike I return with my address book which has an entire page devoted to this reservation. My address book has "Bayfield, SeaGull Bay Inn, July 11 and July 12. Room 18" I say "O! my mistake, it's room 18" He says that's impossible, Captain Ron has room 18 all month. (My eyebrows rise) He asks if I received a reservation card. I remember receiving the card but I don't have it. The clerk rambles back and forth that this can't happen but if I had my reservation card with me, he would get us a room at another motel in town. I say "I see, Captain Ron has room 18 all month so we got bumped on our anniversary" I knew we are hosed without the reservation card and no matter what, we can't spend the night here.
I come back out of the office. Heidi is gleaming "We have a screened in patio!" she exclaims. I explain the situation, she cries. I say s!
Back on the bike, we can't believe it. There is a little motel in another town that has vacancy. Heidi says "It's a dump, I'm not staying there on my anniversary!" We need to get somewhere ASAP, we're loosing daylight and it's starting to storm. (great) The clouds are dark ahead so we find a nice secluded pull off spot in the woods and wait for the storm to pass. We have fun talking about our situation and plan strategies for communication while on the motorcycle together. Three quick taps means Heidi sees something in the road. One solid tap means Heidi needs a gear change, like it's going to rain now and we need to suit up.
We wait for dark storm clouds several more times. Then I get one solid jab. Yes, time to pull over and put on rain gear. We're riding along in hard rain now. I get 3 short jabs, 3 more, 3 more. I pull over. There is an almost perfect rainbow behind us.
It's Wednesday evening and that's the potluck and $2 cheeseburger night at the VFW post in Springbrook, WI. We hope maybe our friends Don and Colleen will be there. They are not but the place was a buz. We told our anniversary story and everyone has a big laugh. This is for sure the best worst day we ever had.