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The Hazell's visit	Close to the Train, Post Office & Lake

Events at Shasta Lake,

The pre arrival of the Leo Hazell and his charming bride started with a phone call. It was late evening and The O'Leo called to say he was suffering a problem. He further indicated he was stranded in the Red Bluff area and was dire need of "crow bar" and other sundry tools. We, the woman and I, lurched into action, gathered up a vast collection of tools, and proceeded to drive the 42 miles down the road to where the O'Leo was suffering his dilemma.

The Photo Chronology of the visit and commentary on the events can be reviewed in graphic display on the right

Many worldly problems were discussed, re-discussed and none were resolved. The impressing of each of our various "toys" took up many minutes. Political, health, social, family and religious differences were aired and re aired..

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There ain't no boats at Fishers Landing

Arriving at the O'Leo Dilemma, we found him under his "pride & Joy"! We announced our arrival amid the sweet sounds of incantations emanating from under the Motor Home. As one would expect the "tools" we fetched were not sufficient to correct the problem of the hydraulic leveling jack, locked in the down position. Darkness was arriving and the O'Leo & I drove swiftly into town and located the Wal Mart, O'Leo lurched in, purchased several items, including flashlights and we returned to the O'Leo's task at hand.	Finally, with darkness upon us, the O'Leo resolved the situation and we headed of back to Shasta Lake. The O'Leo Motor Home is equipped with the latest State of the Art GPS (Global Positioning Satellite) navigation devices known to our species! Dawn & I arrived home and proceeded to wait for the O'Leo & his Sainted bride, We waited, we waited! The phone rang, it was O'Leo, he confessed he was lost! I drove to his "lost" location and guided them to Fisher's Landing for a fun filled evening!
After an evening, of more than anyone could stand, we all retired to our respective beds. Leo and Liz declined our offer to sleep in the guest bedroom. In the morning we were advised that the Motor Home "holding Tank" had taken on a full load. O'Leo reviewed his books and maps and said he found a place that would accept 90 galloons of holding tank contents. After three hours of driving and searching a "dump" station was located. The above picture is an animated pose of the size and pungent offerings of the "dump"!	Here is an actual picture of the O'Leo enjoying his visit here at Fisher's Landing. The ladies spent their day at the various malls and shopping emporiums. I picked up my weed eater and chain saw from the repair shop and also succumbed to a late afternoon nap. Later in the pre-evening we all partook of a massive bread breaking episode at the local Home Town Buffet and Pork Out Emporium. We then returned to another fun filled evening of thought sharing.
As with most visits to the "Landing" there is the usual brief "Photo Opt" prior to the preparations to depart. O'Leo accompanied me to the repair shop to return the weed eater that developed a new problem, .	Here is the O'Leo trudging up the driveway to make a fast exit. Enough is enough! Notice he is carrying his GPS so as not to get lost!
Here is a seldom seen "photo opt" of the Hazell's, smiling or possibly breaking wind. All departing "photo opts bring about smiles!	Here is the Hazell "Pride & Joy", departing, their singing and "high fivers" could be heard as they departed!