12 October 2011

Took Delores into Middlebury for propane and petrol.  Put 18.4 gallons of the former into a tank that supposedly only holds 18 gallons… guess I was kinda running on empty.  Put 50 gallons of gasoline into the 75 gallon tank, which only set our heirs back $175.  Now the bad news: Delores sucked down that 50 gallons while trundling a bit under 300 miles since her last fill up… which works out to an astounding 5.8 mpg.  Cruise control worked perfectly on the way north and (thank you very much, Ms. Delores!), wouldn’t work at all on the way back to Fern Lake.  Spent some time tidying up the job site in preparation for tomorrow’s forecast rain and this weekend’s packing up and moving out.  Went for dinner with Marty & Merry to a nice Italian restaurant on the Killington Mountain Road, which gave us a chance to see some muted fall foliage and the Hurricane Irene flood damage on Route 4 in Mendon.  Also gave me a chance to revisit old haunts from the season that I was a professional ski patrolman at Killington.  No surprise, things have changed just a bit in the past 40 years, though the Pickle Barrel is still there, the après ski dive where Chree first was introduced to a Rusty Nail.