Friday, June 20, 2014

Petaluma to Eureka to Brookings

As I start this post, Jerry and I are enjoying a great cup of coffee while "thinking about" getting back on the road headed north.  Jerry's been roasting our coffee beans for the last two years.  We grind them fresh each morning.  He's still experimenting with different beans from various parts of the world.  He orders them green out of South Bend - 20 pounds at a time.  The roaster and beans are stored underneath.  If the weather is warm enough, he roasts outside.  If not, he roasts inside and the Whale smells like a coffee shop for days.  Not a bad deal.

We spent two days in Petaluma, a historic area with a quaint downtown.  One of the old banks has been converted to an heirloom seed store.  Our gardening activities are limited to seven pots, but we were fascinated with the size of the building and variety of seeds available.  All the seeds in this store are the original, unaltered by chemicals.  Like so many small towns on the coast, the buildings are old, architecture is unique and many have been repurposed as stores or restaurants.  As the new business continues, the history of the building becomes part of the aura.  We wandered for hours appreciating t
the architecture.
Both days we took Maci to one of the many dog parks in the area.  Since we continue to work on Maci coming when called, we always choose the fenced parks for safety.  This one was so huge, we couldn't see the fence.  So we had to confirm with a couple local pet owners that there really was a fence.  I shouldn't worry as we've learned Maci doesn't get too far from us before returning to make sure we're where we're supposed to be. Our next stop was in Eureka, CA.  As we make our way up the west coast, we are checking out the Elks lodges along the way.  We find the Elks to be economical and so friendly.  More times than not, there are hook-ups for water and electricity, but occasionally there will be full hook-up.  That was the case in Petaluma and Eureka.  So in between sight seeing, we did a few loads of laundry. We spent the first evening in Eureka checking out historic downtown and eating fish and chips at the Irish pub in that area.  Since our time was going to be limited in Eureka, we had to be selective about what we visited.  The Samoa peninsula won the toss.  So with Maci in the back seat, we drove to the peninsula and enjoyed a logger's lunch at the old Cook House.  For over 100 years the Cook House has been serving loggers and now tourists all-you-can-eat meals family style - only one entree on the menu.   This day, the going fare was fried chicken, corn, mashed potatoes and gravy, beans with salad, soup and cake for dessert.  This was not the most calorie conscious meal, but is was a logger's meal after all.


We drove out to the end of the peninsula and manuevered the Jeep on the beach.  With extremely soft sand, this was more like wallowing than driving.  I think I sense new tires and lower air pressure in the Jeep's future.  Once out there the view was incredible.  We turned Maci loose on the beach and watched as she once again showed us what pure joy looks like in a dog.  

Last night's stop was in Brookings, OR - a quick overnight at the Elks Lodge there.  We spent the evening checking out the docks before enjoying fish and chips and some of the best chowder we've had since Cedar Key, FL.  We got an early start this a.m. and hope to make it to Charleston, OR in hopes of finding Dungeness crabs.  We hear it's been a bad year for crab.  Hopefully, we'll get lucky.


Saturday, June 14, 2014

A Traveler's Guide to Health Care in the U.S. and Other Things

As I begin this post, I'm astounded I haven't posted for five weeks.  So why the weird title?  Our time with family in San Jose was extended by a health care issue for Jerry.  When you're 64 and 71, health care can be an issue, but fortunately nothing has stopped us in our tracks.  One of our friends joked we should start a travel guide to heath care since we have had some things crop up in the last two years.  This last incident was another cancer scare blessed by a miracle.  Jerry's bladder tumor was removed, given a healthy dose of chemo the same day, and it was determined to be low grade / non-invasive.  What that really means is we are on the road again, headed north to Oregon and Washington before we head east for our annual visit in Elkhart, IN.

We've learned a thing or two about health care traveling full time in the Whale.  First, we quite griping about the premiums we pay for our insurance.  This is no place to cut corners in our opinion, and we've tested that multiple times.  Jerry has Medicare with an Anthem Plan F supplement.  What Medicare does not cover, Anthem does.  It's worth every penny.  I am still on my school system's insurance which will change next year when I turn 65.  I will subscribe to the same combo Jerry has.

We've also learned if a care giver is not immediately tuned into our "mobile" life style, we need to go somewhere else.  When Jerry first knew there was an issue with the bladder, we went to the emergency room at Kaiser in San Jose.  That's part of our throw-a-dart strategy.  They first made sure Jerry was not near death.  Then they patted him on the head, sent us on our way and did not follow up with a call from the urology clinic as promised.  We are certain this is because Jerry was not in the Kaiser system with Kaiser insurance.  I'm sure Kaiser is a fine facility, but we don't have time for that kind of silliness.  We called Stanford when we realized the problem was not just going away.  Excellent!  All the way around from diagnosis to surgery.  Jerry received the good news call from the surgeon in record time.  We've learned going to a research / teaching facility is our best bet since we don't seem to attract simple illnesses.

While marching through the health issue, we moved the Whale from the San Jose Elks to the Fremont Elks Lodge #2121.  We were anticipating I might have to handle things solo for awhile.  The rate was lower, and the dump station was easier to get into.  If I have to dump the tanks, I need lots of room.  While still in Fremont, we were so fortunate to have Linda, Peter, and their dogs Tino and Taxi (Italian Greyhounds) as our neighbors.  The first evening they pulled in (beautiful Prevost bus), we were celebrating Jerry's good news with Stan and Jan friends from Texas who we visited at Lake Turlok.  We invited Peter and Linda to join us for dinner and had a most excellent time.  As neighbors we were able to spend time together including taking Tino, Taxi and Maci to a really nice dog park in Fremont complete with fence and astro-turf.  There's nothing more fun than watching dogs at play.

Also, while on our extended stay we were able to see grandsons Miles and Donovan rock climb, compete in a splash and dash and triathlon and two different music programs.  We were able to be apart of their daily lives, picking them up from school with frequent stops at Dairy Queen.  They were able to do overnights with Grandma and Grandpa.  We even got to experience the Easter egg hunt with over 200 plastic eggs in the front and back yard.  I think they are still finding plastic eggs.  Talk about quality time with the grandsons!

So with a great deal of sadness to leave family and new friends in San Jose / Fremont and a great deal of excitement to be on the road again, we pulled out early this morning, June 14, 20014 to continue our journey.  We made it all of two hours to Petaluma, CA where we will spend two nights.  Right now we are squeezed into a car wash to get the Whale detailed.  Thanks to the ap Linda showed me, I've already located a fenced dog park for Maci to play.  There is a popular historic downtown area we plan to explore.  It feels good to be wandering again.


Monday, May 5, 2014

Turlock Lake Recreation Area

Our view from the font of the Whale.

Home sweet home











Our time in the Modesto area in addition to exploring the reservoir campsites, has been spent by the ranger station at the Turlock Lake Recreation Park.  Dry camping is not a problem in the Whale, and in this setting, it's pretty close to heaven.  The weather has been perfect - a bit warm the first two days we were hear, but now it's in the 70's, sunny with a light breeze.  Our visit with Stan and Jan has been wonderful. Jan and I have been walking, and between Stan and Jerry, our master chefs, dinners have been straight out of the Healthy Gourmet.  One of our favorite aspects of traveling is enjoying the fresh fruits and vegetables available in the area.  Fresh strawberries and blueberries as well as asparagus, snap beans, and squash have been available.  Stan and Jan introduced us to a squash called Paddy Pans, a little yellow squash that is to die for when grilled.  We'll be stocking up before we leave this area.

We head back to San Jose Wednesday a.m. to spend a bit more time with son Chris and family before heading north to Washington along the west coast.

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Monday, March 24, 2014

Arizona

Arizona is amazing as are the friends we've been able to visit!  We first stopped in Sierra Vista to visit friends RF and Cathy who have a house in the desert.  Since many of their friends are RVer's, RJ has installed two full hook-ups in the back of the house.  We spent four days with them, but our exploring was limited because Jerry and I both had the upper respiratory bug while we were there.  In fact, I got to check out the  wall-in clinic in town - very quick and efficient.  Antibiotics and cough syrup, and I was good to go.  We did get to check out nearby Bisby - the copper mine and Lowell, Tombstone and Boothill.

Bisby Breakfast Club

Downtown Lowell frozen in the 50's

  
A local conversation piece 














Sadly, we had to leave Sierra Vista before we could completely enjoy all there was to see, but we will return there next year.

Our next stop was Arizona City.  Actually, we stayed due south of Arizona City in the desert with friends Sue and Gary and Sandy and Jim who we met while still at the RV park on Baffin Bay, TX.  Our first night there we were greeted with this sunset.
The second day we were in the desert, we spent five hours exploring with Sue and Gary on a John Deere Gator.  This is not the tour you get from the Interstate.  We were able to see areas of Native American Indian artifacts and areas only seen by those with off-road vehicles.  

The circle of life rock maze

Rock "stick figure" in the circle of life

Stone drawings left behind

Saguaro Cactus of Arizona

No problem... Gator can handle it

Desert beauty

Desert donkeys don't refuse a treat from Gary and Jerry












After five hours of exploring the desert, we returned to camp dusty, tired and knowing we just saw a beauty we had not experienced before.  We were able to spend time with our friends before leaving Sunday morning to head for Yuma to get to know that area for future possibilities.  We traveled to Yuma within a few hours and set up at the Escapees park outside of town.  The people here are welcoming and the sites are roomy.  We will be here for four days before heading north to San Jose and time with son Chris, daughter-in-law Marisa and grandsons Miles and Donovan.


Sunday, March 16, 2014

More about Texas...

One of the bad things about not posting for three months, and now being on the road again is what should I talk about?  Our experiences in Texas or where we are now?  I do want to share a few of our experiences in Texas.  I could continue to go on and on about the friends we met at Sea Winds.  All very amazing people.  Among those are the Bynums.

While at Sea Winds, we were invited to the home of Henry and Joyce Bynum.  Henry is a big game hunter.  Joyce is a big game hunter's "widow" as Henry is gone many times out of the country to follow his sport.  The Bynums have been involved with oil wells for years so no shortage of funds there.  When we got to the house, I was struck at how unpretentious is was - a single story ranch that looked much bigger on the inside than the outside.  We were invited into the Henry's display room where there must have been at least a couple hundred exotic animals mounted.  I am not a fan of hunting animals for sport, but after listening to Henry describe what he does, I was impressed.

There are certain rules he must follow.  Each country has fees that hunters must pay.  Those fees are not small.  The kill must be an older male.  The fees are quite steep, but the money goes to support the people in the villages in the area where the kill was made.  The meat of the kill also goes to the people of the nearby villages.  The hunter, of course, is interested in the hide or the animal mounted.  I couldn't help myself.  I started adding up all the expenses for travel, equipment, guides, fees, mounting etc.  That's a lot of money!

I was also struck by how down to earth Henry and Joyce are.  They are both in their 70's, and he is still quite active as a big game hunter while Joyce holds down the fort at home.  They were both quite easy to talk to and enjoyed a good story or two.  Henry told us about a time he was with a group hunting in Africa.  He had to use the "outhouse" and proceeded to walk a ways from the Land Rover without his gun.  As he was relieving himself, a huge lioness slowly stood up in the deep grass around Henry.  He told us he'd never been so scared. He had no gun as he'd left it back at the Rover - only a knife.  He told us he was sure this was how he was going to die, but slowly reached for his knife and backed away from the lioness.  As he slowly, very slowly, backed up other lions stood up.  He made it back to the Rover without any of them charging and to this day Henry has no idea why he is still alive after that experience.

Below are some of the pictures of his displays....  Notice many of the mountings are done with the animal's mouth open showing huge teeth and jaws.

This is one of my favorite pictures.  There's elephant  soul in there.
I don't think the size of the animal is most frightening.  I think the size of the teeth and jaws are!
This is just one wing of his display room.


Henry calls this his swamp monkey.  That's as technical as he gets.
If you look closely at the swamp monkey above, you can see his eyes, nose and a bit of its mouth... and of course its teeth.  It looks to me that the monkey's face is on its backside.  The top knot of hair looks like a tail to me.



We saw a few wild pigs in the fields around the campground that looked like this.


Kitty, kitty...



This final picture is of an elephant's skull.  Henry doesn't have many skulls on site, but this was most interesting as a close-up shows the single bullet hole above the eye sockets that felled the elephant as it charged Henry directly.  The picture of the elephant's eye above is that same elephant...  and Henry said the lion story was the time he was most scared...





We spent about two hours with Henry and his wife, wandering the huge display room, sitting and listening to Henry's stories and sipping a glass of wine.  We left having acquired new friends and yet another very unique experience.

As I write this entry, we are traveling west through New Mexico.  Sadly, we can't stop or stay as we are due in Arizona at friends.  We hope to spend more time next year on our next lap around the U.S.  It seemed like it took forever to get out of Texas.  We were able to see one area of the state with mountains, and as we headed toward Las Cruces, NM, we again experienced the winds we've come to know in Texas and New Mexico.  Sixty mph wind gusts caused us to tuck in the slides and hunker down in a Walmart parking lot.  I do want to say how much we appreciate most Walmarts welcoming overnight RVer's.  When we are just stopping for the night, it makes sense to park in a parking lot to dry camp.  We provisioned this a.m. are are on our way.

Tuesday, March 11, 2014

Time to Say Goodby... Time to Journey On...

Over the last two months, it's been my choice not to make entry in our blog.  I've missed writing, but I had some healing to do, and I did not want that to be the central theme of this blog.  It's time to get back in touch.  Gradually, I'd like to share our experiences over the last two months and those we anticipate having as we continue our travels.

As year two of our adventures in the Whale gets underway, it's time to say good-by to Sea Winds, South Texas and all the incredible friends we have made in the last three months.  When we first came to Riviera, TX it was with the intent of regrouping and healing.  I planned to walk long walks alone, work on my courses for Ball State, and contemplate the life changing events of the fall of 2013.  It's hard to put into words what really happened.  We were immediately drawn into the camaraderie of the community at Sea Winds RV Park.  These are Winter Texans - some returning to Sea Winds year after year from all over the U.S.  As a whole, this winter community is quite possibly the most active group of people we have ever been around.  Jerry and I are not joiners.  We've spent our professional lives socializing with a very small group of close friends and family.  We enjoy the time with just the two of us, but we decided once at Sea Winds to explore the possibilities and found ourselves participating in morning coffees, game nights, and Saturday breakfasts as well as fishing and some volunteer work.  The more we got involved, the more we enjoyed the company of a wide range of new friends who would all like us to visit soon.  Oklahoma, Maine, Utah, Minnesota and Canada are just a few of the places our new friends are from.  We could spend a lifetime visiting and probably will.

It will be bittersweet to leave here...  Sad to leave dear friends but excited to start our travels again.  Maybe it's not so hard to described what's happened here.   We realized the importance of each day being lived to capacity, and the precious laughter that comes with good friends who enjoy each other's company without judgement.  Long walks, "field trips" to explore the area and its history, and many projects have all helped to push away those demons that often stalk a person who has faced their own mortality.  How is it possible to be consumed by what could have been when a person is having so much fun?  I am deeply grateful to Steve and Fran, who told us about Sea Wind last fall when we met them at the Elkhart Campground.  I'm a bit amazed when I think of the chain of events that led us here.  Chance?  I don't believe so.

I look forward to sharing some of our experiences in south Texas and Mexico very soon.