Monday, February 8, 2010

The Medicine Must Be Delivered



Last Friday I had one of my hardest routes. I must have delivered to every remote area imaginable on my route (345 miles total). This one was in Corning about as far out as you can get and still be in corning. The house sits on top of the hill and believe me I hesitated a long time before attempting to drive over this lake which covered the gravel road (the result of our latest rain storm). But I hugged the left side of the road and made it without problems. Coming back was just as scary. Of course the two black lab dogs were waiting for me and the biscuit they always expect and get. (Just click on the picture for a larger view).