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Friday, November 28, 2014

CALIFORNIA TO ARIZONA

It's been over a month since I last blogged. We've done so much since leaving my family in California. After nearly three weeks parked in my sister's yard, our motorhome needed to find a RV dump station. It costs money to dump in California and Dick doesn't like to pay to get rid of his s---!  We decided to head for Frog City Fairgrounds in the town of Angel's Camp to get full-hookups. We drove the historic Hwy 49 most of the way, traveling back in time as we drove through the Mother Lode mining towns. Gold rush history can be found everywhere. There were some narrow, steep and winding curves along part of the route. I was on the side looking down over the edge and there were no guardrails!! I'd brace myself against the window. Like that would help any! 






 "The Celebrated Jumping Frog of Calaveras County" is an 1865 short story by Samuel Clemens, his first great success as a writer, bringing him national attention. So the town of Angel's Camp now has an annual frog jumping contest. (What people do for entertainment). 


Huge bronze plaques are embedded in the sidewalk throughout the town. Some frogs recorded to have jumped 20 feet!  We couldn't believe it. Then we found out it's totaled by combining three jumps. Duh!!


We were on our way to visit Max Bruening, the son of good friends from home. He grew up with Maggie. He is learning the wine business and now working at different wineries around the world in all aspects of production. This season he's been at the Halter Ranch Vineyards in Paso Robles, CA. 







After a bit of wine tasting Max gave us a tour. Next he's off to New Zeeland to work at a winery there for a season. 
The Caves

While in the area we stayed at Cerro Altos Campground in the Los Padres National Forest. We planned on being there awhile and didn't want to pay the high prices of a commercial campground on the coast. The low price of $9/night sounded good to us. It was a bit precarious getting up into the campground (a narrow, winding road and fortunately we only met up with one other vehicle) but our camping spot was perfect and only about 6 miles to the coast at Morro Bay. We get spoiled when we're in these quiet and dark campgrounds. It's tough adapting to a noisy one.  That's the nice thing about living on wheels. If we don't like the noise or bad weather we just move on.


The "Mothership" at Cerro Altos Campground among the large oaks and sycamores. 


On the road to Morro Bay we saw hundreds of avocado trees that were "stumped" to conserve water. They will grow back in a few years. We drove through so many areas in California that were suffering because of the drought. The demand for water has increased substantially because of population and an ever growing agricultural economy. California supplies nearly half of all US fruits, veggies and nuts. 


First stop - The Hearst Castle - a little over the top.

This was the little bungalow Wm. Randolph Hearst first built for his family.
To me this was better than the castle.
We've traveled other parts of Hwy 1 along the northern California coast and I've always wanted to travel some of the southern parts of this Hwy.  After seeing pictures of the road cut into sides of mountains, Dick said he would never drive the motorhome along certain areas so we drove the 125 miles from Morro Bay up to Monterey in our Saturn. We began with a tour of  the Hearst Castle, then from there down to the sea to view the elephant seals at the rookery.


Two young Elephant Seals sparring. Several others just soaking in the sun.
A docent at the refuge said this Elephant Seal was around six years old.
He had a tough time getting up onto shore.
Here is a connection to a LIVE CAM that I check every now and then. It seems most of the time they are lazy but now and then you'll see a few males sparring. 



If you look closely, you can see Hwy 1 on the ridge

Spectacular views around every curve.  After driving this portion of Hwy 1, Dick says, "No Problem driving our motorhome along here." We found a couple beautiful campgrounds we hope to stay in someday.



We were along the coast at the time of year the Monarchs are at Pismo Beach are also seeking shelter from the northern winters.  What a site to see these clusters of butterflies draped in the trees. 

Sunrise at Jumbo Rocks Campground in Joshua Tree NP



Traveling at this time of year is nice because many Snowbirds don't head south for the winter until after Thanksgiving or Christmas.  Campgrounds are less crowded - except when we reached Joshua Tree National Park. It was packed with people, even in the middle of the week. We came to the conclusion that it was mostly Californians and has become a climber's park. We had to squeeze in, but we were fortunate to get a camping space for a few days. We didn't have a phone or wifi connection in the park which is usually no problem, but Maggie was flying from Seattle to the Virgin Islands and we wanted to be within phone range at least. So we discovered just outside the south entrance of the park there were motorhomes parked on BLM land and we had a connection. A perfect spot for the night.


At one time the Salton Sea was the California Riviera

We saw on our map an area that looked interesting - The Salton Sea State Recreation Area. On our way south we were just going to drive past it and maybe stop for a picnic but when we saw how beautiful the water looked from the road with all the white and brown pelicans and so many other water birds, we decided to stay awhile. We were the only ones there besides the host and thought this was perfect. We got all set up and as we walked down to the water we were hit with the smell of dead fish. The beach is actually not sand but bleached fish bones, barnacles and shells, which is hard to walk on. Unfortunately, the sea's rising salinity is killing the fish and other sea life. It is 40 percent saltier than the ocean. It is an important winter stop for migratory birds. There are many groups and individuals working together to save the sea. At one time the Salton Sea was the California Riviera.  Now Hollywood uses parts of this area when they want to film an apocalyptic movie. 


Piles of dead fish because the Salton Sea is too salty to survive

Traveling isn't always wonderful. It can get depressing too when we see the sad things that are happening around the country. All around this southern California area through the Imperial Valley we questioned if there's a shortage of water why are they growing hay down here? This Youtube video explains it all.  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F_lCQr42An8  It's also sad to see all the livestock yards. I get closer and closer to becoming a vegetarian the more I see miles of cattle cramed together, standing in their own muck in the heat. It's not just California that deals with environmental issues, it's global - ecological and environmental disasters. Dick says the problem is "we multiply our numbers and divide our resources."

So we packed up and headed into Arizona passing through the LTVA's (Long Term Visitor Areas) along I-8. Miles and miles of open dry desert areas. Many snowbirds migrate here for the winter. Sometimes the whole winter. We have never had the desire to do this. We have friends who keep inviting us to join their circle of RVs on the BLM around Quartsite. Who knows we just may have to try it once for a few days. 
So on to a more uplifting area to camp and meet up with our good friend, Dave Monstrey, from home. He headed south before the blizzards began.  His wife, Kathy, will fly into Los Angeles and they'll be off to Australia for a few months. We met up at Painted Rock Petroglyphs BLM Campground just west of Gila Bend, AZ. Another quiet and dark campground and only $4/night. If it wasn't so dry, the Gila River would pass near here. All the creeks and rivers are dried up.


Camped with Dave Monstrey at Painted Rock Petroglyphs Campground
We decided to climb the mountain in the distance.
I should have known better! All rocks and scree.
The painted rocks
We decided to attempt to climb the mountain where we were told during WWII General Patton had a lookout where he would go everyday to watch over his men who were training in the desert. We could see the building at the top and thought why not. I should have known better to go with these two guys. Dave who does long-distance bike trips and Dick long-distance hiking. I ended up falling three times and came home with scratches, bruises and pierced by a few cactus.
We never did reach the shack at the top but Dave stayed an extra day and took a different route and did make it and discovered the way Patton reached it every day was a cabled inclined elevator. 


These two guys never stopped talking. They both had so
many stories to tell. I did get a word in now and then.

Dave cooked us breakfast in his Sprinter Van
We enjoyed our time together but we had made reservations at Picacho Peak State Park for Thanksgiving week so we moved on.  My parents drove to the park for turkey dinner. We have lots to be thankful for.  Now it's time to get into the Christmas spirit. I did see an RV with some icicle lights hanging from their awning and a wreath on the front. 

MORE PICS
Our 12 volt Crockpot.  It works great. My "handy man"
installed a 12 volt socket behind the light above the sink.
We set the pot in the sink as we travel down the road.

Solana Generating Station on the road leading to Painted Petroglyphs CG


There were miles of windmills around Mojave, CA


I've now seen two Tarantulas in the wild this winter. At this time of year the males are looking for females. They are smaller this year because of the water shortage. I've read where people have them as pets but I decided I'd just be a spectator. I was so excited because I'd never seen one in the wild before. 


Tuesday, November 11, 2014

CALIFORNIA FAMILY TIME




As much as possible we steer away from expressways. We are on no time schedule and traveling the backroads is much more interesting. Along our route south from Red Bluff, Ca. we traveled through miles of olive orchards. They are very hardy: drought, disease and fire resistant. The perfect crop to grow in California. We've seen the effects of the drought and the fires in our travels here. 

We were heading to visit my family near Auburn, Ca. This was our second time this year. In May we parked our RV in my sister's yard for two weeks. This time we stayed nearly three. They make it too nice for us. It's a great camping spot. 


It was back to the old grind. Dick worked for our brother-in-law in May and again this time. Dick grinds steel parts for the giant commercial pumps Pat manufactures. CUSTOM PUMP AND POWER. 


When they weren't working they were out hunting or fishing. Dick is not a hunter but the hike in the Sierra mountains was beautiful.









Ling Cod

Not sure what this one is. Dick calls it a "big-ass" goldfish

 They waited for a day when the ocean was calm to head for the coast to set crab traps and fish in Bodega Bay. The week before a boat capsized there because of a high "sneaker" wave and four people drown








Dick's not a fisherman either, he doesn't even like to eat fish, but sharing the experience with Pat was great. He always says, if cows could swim he'd be a fisherman.


They brought back 30 dungeness crab, boiled them and put them on ice for the night. The next day while Pat was at work Kathy, Dick and I cracked them and scooped out the meat. It was a smelly and messy job that I did not enjoy. Maybe I'll want to eat crab again someday but right now I lost my taste for it.

 My sister takes care of her granddaughter, Haidyn, twice a week. I enjoyed going along to help. 






Niece, Julia, with her husband Patrick and Haidyn who was born when we visited in May.

                          My brother, Joel, at work in between printing jobs. 






Joel is a great cook and has good taste in food. He took us to this place in Auburn for lunch! Yes, that's the real name and it was truly Pho King good.










  Nephew Matthew and his wife, Chelsey.  
I flew back to CA for their August wedding. I just had to share a photo from their special day.



"Go Ahead. Make my day!"
Boo loved the visit from Chelsey's dog Pixie. Boo misses Funny Face and liked having another animal around.  I don't think Pixie was so sure about Boo.  Several of you have asked about Funny Face. She traveled with us for several years. Unfortunately, she had cancer. She is buried at home in our animal cemetery.


One thing I miss about home is our wonderful State Theater. When I was invited to go to the theater in historic downtown Grass Valley to see the The Met opera, CARMEN, I jumped at the chance. The Del Oro theater was built in 1940 by United Artists. 

We decided to continue south exploring more of California this year since the gas prices are below $3.00/gallon. Interesting how our thoughts change over the years. Below is a picture taken in 1979 when we traveled to Arizona. 



I took the 1979 picture because "no one would believe how expensive gas is here."
Now, in 2014 we're happy to see "how low gas prices are here." In May we paid 4.99/gal.

On to more gold country!








Friday, October 17, 2014

MAGGIE AND MORE!

Maggie when we visited the Seattle Space Needle in 1997
We've covered a lot of ground since I last blogged three weeks ago. As you know we were headed for Seattle to visit Maggie. We found a quiet campground in the cute little town of Carnation about 40 minutes from where she was living. Dick was not a happy camper driving into Seattle. At one point he made the remark, "Why couldn't my daughter have chosen a career as a National Park ranger!"


The first day we went to find her apartment in Fremont, we had to park a block away. We couldn't believe the parking situation on her street! We had three large boxes of her sh.., I mean stuff that we hauled from Michigan. Dick had the job of carrying the boxes from a block away and then up to her third floor apartment, but he was just happy to have the backseat of our car back.


It was great seeing where she lives, and visiting with her roommates. She showed us around the Fremont area and the Atlas Vintage Clothing store where she works.


We visited the Fremont troll and had lunch by the statue of Lenin.


The second day we drove into Seattle and celebrated Dick's and Maggie's birthdays by taking the bus to the Space Needle and having lunch at the Sky City Restaurant.








We stayed seven days hoping to see Maggie at least four of those days but she was busy working, pet/house sitting and taking a graphic arts class at Pratt Institute. We took whatever time we could get and ended up with two days. It's better than none.

From there we headed for Mt. Ranier National Park and stayed just long enough to see this magnificent mountain and do a couple hikes.

Grove of the Patriarchs among thousand year old Douglas Firs and Western Red Cedar

Mt. Ranier
We didn't get gas before heading into Mt. Ranier National Park. A big mistake. We looked for a gas station when we exited the park but there was nothing!  So we hoped for a downhill grade but ended up climbing all morning. When we finally reached the pass and started down, our LOW FUEL light was already on. We were hoping for gas at the little burg of Rimrock. As we pulled into town we were happy to see three pumps but the closer we came we saw they were old and rusty with "Out of Order" signs. So Dick went inside the cafe/store and said, "I hope one of those pumps is working because I'm running on my reputation and it's not that good". The guy behind the counter said, "Sorry, those pumps haven't worked in 20 years, but it's all downhill for the next 16 miles and with a tailwind you should make it to Naches." When we coasted into Naches we filled half full hoping to find gas for less down the road. Well we sure did!! The next town in the Yakima Nation was $3.17/gal. We haven't seen those prices in many years.

It was a long stretch of road between Yakima and the Oregon border when Dick saw "ST JOHN'S BAKERY."  All of a sudden he was feeling spiritual. This was an extension of a Greek Orthodox monastery and the nuns rise early for prayer before preparing the bakery items.

We looked at the weather over the next few days and saw a window of opportunity for Dick to hike the Three Sister's Wilderness area. He'd always heard it's the most spectacular part of the Pacific Crest Trail. We found a campground in the little town of Sisters where I would stay while Dick was on his three day hike. It was the perfect place. I rode my bike everywhere. I never moved the car until I had to go pick him up at McKenzie Pass.


Dick loved the three days of hiking in the Sister's Wilderness. This is a photo he took of a lady he met on the trail. She enjoys backpacking but could no longer carry the weight of a heavy pack so she hikes with her three goats. When she moved off to the side of the trail to let Dick pass, all three well-trained goats lined up right behind her.

Our next stop would be Westfir, Oregon where Traverse City friends had been house and dog sitting for a couple of weeks for a friend who was in Hawaii. They invited us to visit, luring us with free camping and dinner. We couldn't pass it up. We have a standing joke between us. They say we're "CHEAP."  It may have started when Dick told them that he refills an expensive wine bottle with his cheap box wine. Or because we like to find free or almost free camping etc...

As we approached the driveway we knew we were in the right place when we saw this sign.
Hiking with our friends, Dean and Diane Tobias (and Maggie)
 Not only was it free but beautiful and peaceful acreage along the Willamette River. We stayed another day so we could meet the owner, Gail, when she returned from her trip. Plus, we were invited for shrimp chowder - another free meal!!

Cocktail hour down by the Willamette River
We said our goodbyes and headed for Lava Beds National Monument in California. On the way we passed through Chemult, Oregon and couldn't figure out what the town was all about. It looked like a tent city or shanty-town. Tents everywhere.  Homeless people? So I Googled it and found it was Matsutake Mushroom hunters. They actually do live there for two months. The town booms from during this time from about 150 - to over 1,000. It's big business in this part of the state.  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jUh6_zksDgw

The sunrise reflection on a cloud above our campground at Lava Beds.
We took an early morning drive through the Tule Wildlife Refuge located just outside of Lava Beds

We heard from Dean and Diane again. They were headed for Lassen National Park and we were going to be there at the same time. We spent a couple days together visiting that area.

We hiked around Burney Falls. One of the most beautiful falls I've ever seen.
Then we spent the day touring and hiking at Lassen Volcanic National Park
The geothermal region of Bumpass Hell



Again we said goodbye to Dean and Diane and now we're on our way to visit my sister and brother and their families in Foresthill, CA. 






While we were camped near Seattle, Chuck Woodbury visited us. He has the on-line newspaper RVTravel.com. Dick writes a column every week for him as the RV Shrink. 



We couldn't believe it!! A flying RV!

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