My wife had her visit with the doctor, who told us that he would have to refer us to another kind of doctor. Of course, we still had to pay his fee but he had two things going for him. One, the good coffee in the waiting room mellowed me out. Two, all the women working there looked like Victoria's Secret models. They were all so pretty I wondered if this guy had a side business going. They were really good at pretending they cared about the people coming in. It wouldn't have done me any good to ask why we got referred down here, if we had to now be referred to someone else. Generally I am a firm believer in being very ugly and unpleasant if I feel like I'm being played. So this doctor's practice of making you feel like "something special" paid off.
The visit was early, and didn't take long. So, we went to two big grocery stores. In our town, we have a couple of chain grocery stores but they are pretty small. Down in Cumming they had a Publix and a Kroger, and nothing would do but that we went and shopped in those. Finally I went out and sat in the car until my wife called me on the cell and told me she was ready for me to come push the buggy out. I usually do that if she is shopping. She did get a lot of nice things to eat and drink that we don't have access to in the mountains, so it was a good deal all around.
Then we went back by Amicolola Falls and had a late lunch. This is a state lodge up on the top of a mountain. It has great views and a good buffet.
You better have good brakes, because otherwise you can get up there but you'll never make it going back down.
The restaurant has big plate glass windows looking out over the mountains. Since all the land you can see is National Forest, there are no ugly houses or buildings in the view. Just unspoiled mountains and forest. While we were having lunch big hawks were flying by the windows, almost brushing the glass.
This time of year, there are not usually many people at the lodge. There were a great many Japanese and Chinese tourists this time though, which surprised me. Usually it's almost deserted there in November. But they have opened a new "zip line" thing where you put on a harness and go zipping through the trees to different tree platforms down the mountain, and that seemed to be doing a land office business.
The falls themselves were not flowing very strongly because of the drought. There is a wooden walkway that goes from the bottom to the top if you are feeling adventurous, but we weren't.
After we left there, we stopped at a couple of stores in small towns on the way back, so my wife could run in. She was willing to go to some gun stores we passed but I was tired and I wanted to get home before dark. All in all, it was a fun day.
In 1986, Cumming was a farm town. It had one two lane road going North to South, and that was "the highway." It had a couple of feed stores, some little cafe's and shops, and a couple of grocery stores. There was a "Hardy's " burgher place and a "Dairy Queen."
But now Atlanta has swallowed it up. There is a six lane highway going through town. There are massive malls, all kinds of swank doctor and dentist offices, huge grocery stores. We had a little trouble finding the doctor's office and accidentally got into a residential "community" of McMansions. These places all sat on little lots, you could touch the side of your neighbors house from your house. They were all three stories, and all looked fantastically expensive. They were huge. I don't see how people live in a place like that.
I took some protection down there because we were going to be so far from home. I have fixed a rifle case on the back of the front seats in the Jeep, until I can figure out something better. That's mainly to stay legal and not have a hassle with Deputy Dog if I get pulled over for something.
I carried my Browning in the shoulder holster, my SKS paratrooper, and a Mossberg 580 Shotgun.
The Mossberg is not for hunting birds. It has a heat shield and an extended tube magazine for those situations where being polite doesn't cut the mustard.
The SKS I've mentioned before. Very light, very short (but legal) and 11 rounds of 7.62X39 attitude adjustment ammo.
To tell the truth, by the end of the day I was wishing I hadn't brought the handgun. I have an excellent Jackass Leather Company shoulder rig for it. I've worn it for so many years the leather has faded. But yesterday the cross piece on the holster, which is supposed to distribute the weight across my shoulders, just irked me to death. It kept rubbing. My wife got me some new khaki "safari" shirts and I half way suspect it had something to do with that, though the shirt itself was really comfortable.
Today we aren't doing anything. We are both worn out, and just taking it easy. I am going to do a little reading and my wife is watching television. I got her a big soft Indian blanket to get under when she sets up on the couch, so she can be comfortable. The cats like it about as well as she does, so now there are lots of cats keeping her company on the couch.