Thursday, August 11, 2011

Maine and New Brunswick - July 25 to August 8

Days 1 and 2 


FINALLY MH fixed and we're ready to go. Decided on two weeks in Maine. Left early in the morning (delayed by a 45 minute thunderstorm) and enjoyed the daytime drive (cat seemed to adjust better). Fairly uneventful day. Crossed to Ogdensburg, NY and enjoyed a secondary highway with little traffic.

First sign we were in the great US of A, a “Country Store, Music Oasis, Gun City” (their sign...really). Got to a Wal Mart and stocked up.

Thought of my friend Susan a lot: her birthday was July 25 and I saw a lot of “brown eyed” susans on the road.

Next funny sign: a Taxidermy business right beside the Mooers (really) cemetery.

Quickly in to Vermont. Highway sign: “Winds-Ice-Falling Rocks-Moose” and it was raining. What more could go wrong?

Had our first night in a Wal Mart parking lot in Berlin, NH (or was it Barre-and that's pronounced “Barry”).



Up early and off. Drove through White Mountain National Forest all the way through to Freeport, Maine. Avoided the craziness of that town (maybe on return trip) and found a so-so and expensive campground. Rode the bikes and got some sleep.


By the way, these were states 11, 12, 13 and 14 for Cassie the cat. Amazing.


Day 3

Decided to try some of the “peninsulas” into the ocean. After two different routes and some bad roads and no views or, when we needed to stop, campsites available, we were very unhappy and were wondering about the decision. BUT we did see a Bald Eagle.

Decided against another peninsula and went to Camden Hills State Park. Got a site for two nights and felt way more at home.

Met a couple who had a cool kayak rack on top of a MH similar to ours, so David got the details (they were also Ontarians with a Sicards MH-hope they get better service).

Across from them, saw a guy with a cat on a leash. Nice couple from Galveston area who came here to avoid the heat, but got 100 degree temps. We are definitely State Park people.

Day 4

Good sleep and were going to ride up Mount Battie for the views. Got started and abandoned the fully uphill route in favour of a “moderate” hike to the Ocean View Point.

Well, THAT was a hike. Said 1 mile; felt like 100. Almost straight up in places to about 1300 feet. But we made it to a beautiful view (and a gorgeous young woman who had just RUN up-that's how you get abs of steel; oh well).



Two guys were walking their CAT up as well. Cassie said no thanks.

Slipped and slid back down to a well-deserved beer. David said never again, but we did the Shoreline trail (short) before dinner!

Got some good info on Acadia National Park. A good day.

Day 5

Packed up, left and got some supplies on way to Acadia. Saw another Bald Eagle on the way. Alas, no sites available so headed to Lamoine State Park nearby. Got THE last site and set up. Walked to the fishing pier (actually town of Lamoine’s Official Harbor) and saw that we are here on a Wooden Sailing Boat Regatta weekend. Loads of action and lots of people (much like our Kayak Rendezvous weekends).




Park is small and nice. We walked the one beach, talked to lots of nice people and will stay another night and ride to a beach nearby tomorrow.

Really felt like this trip was going to be a bust, but nice small things keep happening.

Day 6

A wonderful day. Chatted with Connecticut neighbour in the morning. Then headed to the harbour. Though we missed the departure of the wooden boats, we did meet “Dave”, a Lobster fisherman/Harbour Master and his daughter (she came back home four years ago and joined her Dad on the lobster boat).

Rode to the beach for lunch. It was beautiful.

We returned and went to watch the boats come in. It was very elegant. Also, these beautiful boats were mooring next to working lobster boats, and we watched a couple unload their catch of the day then saw Dave and daughter come in as well.

  


We chatted with the Camp Host and learned that the many South Dakota license plates you may see on RVs are likely for the full-timers who get a South Dakota mailing address since they’re on the road 100% of the time. Who knew?

We ended the day with the “entertainment” of the wooden boaters walking up and down to comfort station and harbour past our campsite. A great day

Day 7

We decided not to go back to Acadia but head up north to Campobello. We so enjoyed Lamoine and couldn’t face all the people expected at Bar Harbor, etc. So now, we had a plan.

In honour of Nancy and Marilyn, Texas pals, who both had food memories from Maine, we stopped in Machias for blueberry pie. Yum. One with fresh berries and real whipped cream; the other cooked and delicious.

It was a nice drive north. We had hoped to stay on Cutler Public Reserve Land (primitive sites on the ocean???) but that was a bust (walk in sites only). So we found Cobscook State Park.

We got a beautiful, quiet site though not on water. We took a bike ride and scoped great sites for future.

Day 8

It was a gorgeous, sunny day, so we took a long bike ride to the day use area. It was amazing, so we decided to get the MH and return for the lunch and the afternoon. We enjoyed views and watching the tide come in. At one point, David snoozed on the rocks and woke up with water VERY close to his feet.

ANOTHER Bald Eagle.


  

That night was a really BAD thunderstorm. I must admit, I was scared, but we survived. Talked to some campers who were on great waterfront sites in tents who had a really bad night!

Day 9

Time to leave, so an early start for Campobello. Another Bald Eagle on the trip.

We went over the bridge to Herring Cove Provincial Park, and it was as remembered! We picked site 78, no electricity or water but on the ocean (we had stayed on this site the first time we were there.


  

We spoke with a couple from North Bay (he’s Texan, she’s Swiss, and they met on Lake Simcoe) and walked a bit on the beach.

Other neighbours were a couple who I thought were Polish then Russian (my people!).

After lunch, the sun came out and we enjoyed more beautiful views at this perfect place. THIS was what I was craving (along with blueberry pie!). Note the low tide (top) and high tide (bottom) on this fabulous beach:


   

Day 10

Forgot what a great rock hounding beach this was. So many beautiful rocks to add to my growing collection.



Since it was a nice day again, we decided to go for a bike ride. First stop was Welsh Wharf where the mackerel were jumping literally out of the water. I say mackerel with such assurance because the salmon farmer we asked gave us a great lesson in line fishing, scallop fishing, salmon farming, girls from Lubec and boys from Campobello, and life in a small, but very beautiful town.


  

Next stop was on the beach at the Deer Island ferry wharf since I remembered it for its beach glass. I wasn’t disappointed. I got a Ziploc full of glass and pottery shards.

On we rode to up to North Road Harbour and watched a young man catching a whole lot of mackerel (and one herring while we were there). His Dad was an island fisherman and his Mom lived in East Machias. He was there for the summer and was earning some money ($35 from the grocery store for 10 pounds of cleaned and filleted fish). He pointed out his Dad, who we also met.

It was a long and hilly ride but full of adventures.

Day 11

Time for another ride. We headed up the east side of the island, but got stopped by a really bad road. Along with some drizzle, we cut the biking short.

As usual, the sun came out later in the day. Sat on my bench on the beach and our Polish/Russian neighbours joined me. They were from Toronto and were, in fact, from Ukraine. They live in Long Branch and she attends the same church, Saint Demetrius, that my Aunty Dora goes to.

Too funny. In the evening, on the beach, we spoke with some people, including a young woman (with the cutest dog) who, after we were telling our story about the day before, was the sister of our mackerel fishing friend (thus daughter of the Dad AND a relative of the salmon farmer; yikes!).



It was a quiet day and it’s amazing how days fly when you’re not DOING very much, other than enjoying your surroundings and the people you meet. Ahhh….

Oh yeah, another Bald Eagle today!

Day 12

A beautiful, sunny morning. Just right for David’s proposed bike ride to Lubec. Really?

Yep, really and it was amazing. It was a hilly ride, but no need to walk (Gigi, are you reading this?). Fun to go through US Customs (waiting in line behind a bunch of cars; showing passports, etc.). The Border guy even gave us a map of Lubec.



We rode around and met a North Carolina family on the beach (well, actually mud flats since it was VERY low tide). They made some recommendations for lunch AND for must-see places in Southern Utah, likely our next destination.


  


Interesting Canadian/American border halfway down a rocky point. Lunch was yummy fish and chips on deck overlooking harbour (and harbour seals). 


  


Once back in Canada, we stopped at the Mulholland Point Lighthouse and watched the seals frolic some more. Interesting “tickle” (Newfoundland word http://www.heritage.nf.ca/dictionary/azindex/pages/5024.html for the ripples formed when tide going out meets tide coming in).


  

Got back and chatted with a cute couple from NB camping for the first time since they were teens. Very sweet.

A great day.

Day 13

Alas, we decided to leave today. It was a beautiful, sunny morning so I enjoyed a few last minutes on the bench on the beach).

Not much to see on our LONG drive across Maine.

Got to Moose Creek State Park in the mountains in New Hampshire late in the day and had to BEG for a spot in their “emergency” location. It was, in fact, an excellent, though buggy, location. Good place to stay in the future.

Day 14

Despite showers and fog, decided to drive through the mountains. We’d done this many years ago, and some things were familiar.

Like the Hassidic Jew we saw strolling in Bethlehem, New Hampshire. My research since says that this town is known for summer vacationers from the Hassidic community: http://www.jewishaz.com/jewishnews/020927/findingside1.html

Also familiar were the egrets I happened to see in a swamp near Burlington, Vermont; familiar from our Texas trip but sort of out-of–place (to me, anyway) here. But they’re known!

Decided to drive on, so we tried the Highway 2 route through the Grand Isles of Vermont. Stayed at the Grand Isles State Park. Was happy to find a great site (100) and even had a fire (proof in the pictures). Another nice place to stay enroute East.



Day 15

Other than a long drive (and just barely avoiding a long delay on 401 after an accident because we got there just as police were arriving; lots of crushed metal, but didn’t look like anyone was hurt), an uneventful day.

It was nice to get home (and the freezer was fine!). Happy that the cat had another chance to travel (maybe more in the future? Who knows? As long as she’s okay, she’s going with us wherever!).

It was a good trip though we were disappointed with the first half or so in Maine. Thankfully we remembered, and enjoyed, Herring Cove Provincial Park on Campobello.



Now, where are we going next? WHEN are we going?

Here's the Maine and New Brunswick photo album: https://picasaweb.google.com/113390676240612869195/MaineCampobello?authkey=Gv1sRgCOXF7KXqxaKJYA&feat=email

Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Texas 2011 - Days 25, 26, 27 and 28

We’ll make our final Texas 2011 post an amalgamation of the events and sights from our long (four day) drive home.

Day 25

After hugs to Jerry and Gigi, we headed out of the canyon (confirmed our campsite was 612 feet down). Sunny day for travelling.

Saw lots of cattle (more than on whole trip) then a GIANT cross (and Stations of the Cross and numerous RVs and big trucks stopped) in Groom…leaving Texas.

Immediate change from empty plains to lush agriculture as we crossed in to Oklahoma (this by the way was the cat’s 7th of 10 states on this trip).

Saw first Route 66 sign in Elk City. Other things:

-Cordell, OK (I was going to be called Cordell if I had been a boy)
-Wind farm in WEATHERford
-Oklahoma toll highways (worth the $)
-sang MANY Oklahoma songs
-stayed in Mingo RV Park, very much a trailer park, know what I mean?

Day 26

After emptying water tanks and a stop at a good RV store, today’s sights:

-two tires burning under a bridge on highway; huh?
-“Hitchhikers May Be Escaping Convicts”
-“Do Not Drive Into Smoke” (especially after tires!)
-cars approaching covered in snow…what???

Stopped in Rolla, Missouri when we saw snowy cars; good plan. Major blizzard in St. Louis, our original destination. David did final winterizing of trailer. Mexican dinner and hotel sleep.

Day 27

Cold, clear and sunny. Good day to travel. Sights:

-emus in a field
-lots of Route 66 signs and memorabilia shops
-near Bourbon, Missouri, store sign “Firearms, Ice Cream, Beer and Liquor”

Day 28

Good hotel sleep (king sized bed); sunny start…

-“Prairie Rehab” (or don’t mow this ditch)
-road signs side-by-side: “Conservation Area” and “Shooting Range”
-Oil Wells pumping near St. Elmo
-another Big Cross (turns out to be “World’s Largest Cross” http://www.roadsideamerica.com/tip/4116)
-Greenup, Illinois
-four running whitetails
-mini oil wells
-scary GPS tour of Indianapolis
-three buildings side-by-side: IVF, Plastic Surgery, Senior Living

More driving in to Birch Run, Michigan for an outlet mall. Two tshirts and a belt after 90 minutes.

Quick border crossing. LONG drive from Sarnia to home (10:45 PM)

All seemed well except for smell; yep, freezer died while we were away. Much stinky cleanup then bed sometime after 1:00.

Final Words

A marvelous trip filled with warmth (from people and nature), incredible sights, adventure and lots of love between us.

Pat, our sister-in-law, said the new mantra will now be “Where to next and how soon can we get away”. Maybe after we buy a new freezer.


Our photo gallery is here:








Friday, March 25, 2011

Texas 2011-Day 24

Day 24

Kind of a cloudy start to the day, but decided to stay one more day.

Off to the Office to check in and heard that the sheep we saw yesterday were from some farmer who set them free (dang) and that yes, we HAD seen a meteorite last night. Yippeee...

Visited the Interpretive Centre and the Souvenir shop, behind which was a bird blind and we saw a Towhee, a couple of warblers, a morph White-crowned Sparrow and a gaggle of birds!

Back for lunch and then a walk along the creek/river. Saw the five deer and David was within 5 or 6 feet. Evidence of beaver (a stand of chewed trees) but imagined the dams or the beaver themselves have been blown.

Got back and Jerry and Gigi offered a bike ride and we declined. I read, David sorted pictures and all was well.

They returned and we had our Happy Hour (our last with Jerry and Gigi and our last in Texas for this year anyway). Now THEY had heard that we DID see some kind of wild sheep yesterday. Like that story better.

In for spaghetti, then, as I was writing this entry, David called me out. The deer were in our campsite, a turkey or two was being laid and the rest were high in the trees near by (we wondered how they survived the coyotes and now we know).

We went off to view once more that “the stars at night are big and bright...” with J and G. Saw great stars, Milky Way and FIVE satellites!

Boohoo, will miss J and G as we missed Linda, Denny, Marilyn, Brad, Nancy and Allan! Love Texas!

Here are our photo albums so far:


Texas 2011-Day 23

Day 23

Best Day EVER! Okay, there have been great days with family and friends for sure, but this was unbelievable.

Up early...it was only 38 degrees F! Yikes! But the sun came out and the sky was blue.

Were convinced to tackle the Lighthouse Trail with Gigi and Jerry, VERY seasoned bikers who, I think, thought we were more seasoned (and fit and young and and and) than we are!

They shuttled us to the trailhead and we took off about 10:45.

Now, I'm not good at aiming my tires on small paths OR going down hills, so I was worried. David, of course, is fearless. But Gigi taught me and coached me and all three of them were kind in waiting for me when I needed to walk and not ride.

We reached the foot of the “Lighthouse”, about 3 miles in, relatively unscathed.

Then a fairly arduous climb straight up to a plateau that, when reached, took our breath away. You'll have to see the photos...I don't have the words.

I felt exhilarated and very proud of us. The foot climb down was treacherous, especially for me, and we went down backwards (no photos of that thankfully).

The return ride was faster and I was much braver and we made it. I didn't want it to end, so we rode the extra mile back to the campsite.

Lots of cold beer and stuffed jalapenos were our rewards. As were the 20-30 wild turkeys who were everywhere on the campground along with a deer.

Some resting, photo uploading, a visit with Arkansas neighbours who wanted to tour the MH, good dinner and the aches are starting.

Took a drive with Gigi and Jerry to see some stars at the furthest campground and saw a shooting star and what appeared to be a meteor (long shiny stram and ten bright green burst at end! Really. Just what I needed to end this best day ever (sadly David stayed with Cassie). Jerry and Gigi are the kindest most generous people with their time, treats and encouragement. Lucky us.

Here are our photo albums so far:

Texas 2011-Day 22

Day 22

VERY windy day so tough drive to Palo Duro Canyon SP. There were tumbleweeds and dust storms everywhere. It's very flat here.

In Tulia, saw the evidence of a thriving wheat industry once with many cement silos near rail tracks. Now the fields are filled with cotton.

Got supplies in Canyon but it's a dry country, so we had to find our way to a Buffalo Chips shop tucked beneath the interstate. Phew.

A short drive to Palo Duro SP and an amazing new set of views...this time we were heading to the bottom of the canyon for the campsites (Caprock Canyons SP was on the rim).

Part of the State Longhorn Cattle herd were feeding right by the entrance and posed for us.

Drove through the whole park to scope out views before pulling in to site 18. Jerry and Gigi were right next door! Had a beer and lunch. David snoozed and I went on a 2 mile hike to work off some energy. Visited with Ken Springer from West VA who is finishing a road trip to find his future “wintering over” place (has chosen Truth or Consequences, NM). He's also writing about Tamales for an Ohio newspaper column, and has visited 63 places so far. Will Google him when I can.

Have resident Cardinals and Golden-chested Woodpeckers (loud!) on the site. Dinner and NCIS and Good Wife. Good day!

Texas 2011-Day 21

Day 21

Started the day with a Roadrunner sighting on the way to the garbage dump. Cute little birds! It was overcast and windy with a few sunny breaks.

We rode to the Visitors Centre to see more buffalo (the Texas State Herd) but no luck today.

Took a 5 KM hike on a trail with beautiful vistas at every bend (the OMG continues). Then spotted a HUGE orange and black feral sow down below us in the grasses. Her six piglets were following. Heard that Texans raised pigs for meat during WWII then couldn't afford to keep them after the war and let them go. In these few decades, they've become completely wild. It was amazing to watch them walking, feeding and Mama wallowing in a water hole. Great moment.

Jerry and Gigi from Dallas picked us up at 6:00 and drove us down in to the canyon for a different perspective. Had some wine together then dinner. Met with Joe from Ottawa tenting nearby. He came in for a chat about cameras and astronomy.

This was a real “people” day. Good!

Texas 2011-Day 20

Day 20

Time to start heading north. We got groceries (boohoo, they can't SELL alcohol until AFTER noon on Sundays).

We headed on to the Texas Forts Route to Fort Chadbourne. Amazing. A family had purchased the abandoned fort several generations ago, and in 1998 decided to get funding to restore and show the site to others.

The husband and wife team do most of the work, gather all of the donations and grants and even conduct tours (as the wife did with us). It's so lovingly restored and shown with pride. We visited the graveyard as well. I'm so glad we stopped.

Up north we headed through the Wind Farms of Sweetwater (as far as the eye can see in ALL directions...but nothing else there!).

The soil was redder than that in PEI. We saw huge, commercial cotton fileds (David got me a cottonball and it IS very soft). We saw an old Cotton Gin. Then a dead feral pig (yep!).

We're now very aware of all the Mesquite in the fields. The story we heard was that, when there were cattle drives, the cattle ate the Mesquite pods/berries that are there for very little time. Then they pooped the seeds out all the way across Texas. Now, Mesquite is a scrub tree and there are many controlled burns to rid the land of them.

The further north we went, the flatter the land and you can see for miles.

We got to Caprock Canyons SP around 4:00 and have been saying “Oh my God” since.

There's a huge canyon with buffalo roaming free outside the Visitors' Centre. More evidence of controlled burn here (was in December, we've learned) and things are black, sooty and a little stinky.

We walked near our campsite and viewed the canyon there (OMG).

We saw a Roadrunner, Ladder-backed Woodpecker, and Curve-billed Thrasher across from our campsite (OMG).

We took a bike ride and saw 2, 3 then 6 muledeer (OMG).

We waited for the sun to set over the canyon (OMG).

Can't wait until tomorrow!

Here are our photo albums so far: