Thursday, June 09, 2011

Red Bay, Alabama

We left this morning and drove over to Red Bay, Alabama, the home of Tiffin Motorhomes. We wanted to connect with Bay Diesel, the business where we were directed by Freightliner.

We met the owner, Chris, and he asked a couple questions and said that we could bring Phaeton Place over Monday morning. MONDAY MORNING! WOW!!! Really didn't think we would luck into a service appointment that quickly. He is pretty sure he can help us out and also gave us something to check before we drive it over. We did check our coolant and Terry added a bit. That could have been the problem, although we don't think it was low enough to cause a problem. We feel confident they will be able to find the problem Monday.

We also drove over to the campground and talked with the new people there. We really miss Marsha and Rod, but their stint at the office there is over and they are on their way to their vacation home in Custer, South Dakota. We talked with Peggy in scheduling and she told us who to talk to about getting an earlier appointment date at the service center. We talked with Jimmie and he told us what to do and we got that accomplished while we were there. So our time in Red Bay this morning was very productive and it was a worthwhile effort.

On the way over there we saw this manufacturing building in Belmont which was destroyed by tornados on April 27, 2011. I think that's the same day as the Joplin, Missouri, tornadoes. They had multiple vortices and many houses were hit as well as trees and buildings. When we were here in May for Aunt Teen's funeral, we saw where the tornadoes came through the Natchez Trace. It was closed for a while after the event due to downed trees. We saw them in May and saw them again the other day. The trees now have been cut up, but we noticed new trees downed and what looked like more recent damage than last month. While we were talking with the gals at Red Bay about the tornadoes, they said another storm just two weeks ago was responsible for the newest damage. We have been here when there have been bad storms. They certainly have their share.

On the way back, we drove along the Tennessee-Tombigbee Waterway. Forty years ago when we visited the area, they were building this large, long canal. The picture of the lock is at the end of the lake we are camped on. We came back to the motorhome late this afternoon, so have just been hanging out. We did go down to the gate and register for Sunday night. That way we can move over to Red Bay on Monday instead of Sunday. We thought that would be preferable in the event the coach shuts down on the way over and has to be towed in. Pray that doesn't happen!

Till next time. . .

Dale

Wednesday, June 08, 2011

Nailed in Nashville!

We left early for us this morning, getting on the road by about 8:30. We decided to go south out of Nashville and eventually pick up the Natchez Trace. We were in some traffic and we were navigating some intersections new to me in the motorhome. I was concentrating pretty hard on what was going on and people were driving absolutely crazy. I figure most of them were on their cell phones. Where the interstates I-40 and I-24 meet we got tangled up in some traffic. It was stop and go, but people were trying to change lanes and slamming on brakes, etc. I mostly try to keep a good distance because I don't want to have to make any panic stops.

All of a sudden I start hearing some noise and thuds behind me and at that point I see parts flying through the air off to my left. We were about 6 lanes wide; I was in the third lane from the right. I hear this really loud thunk and feel something hit high up on the motorhome. Just then an SUV, a Ford Excursion I think, comes careening down the far left lane headed for the barrier. His right front tire is laying over almost flat to the ground. I'm thinking, "Nascar!" I see more parts flying, but I was looking straight ahead. You never know when someone would decide to just slam on the brakes to stop and look. There was no way for me to stop anyway to look at whatever damage may have occurred. Nothing had hit the toad and everything seemed intact, no driving difficulties, etc. Later when traffic thinned out we pulled to the side and Terry got out to inspect the coach. He could not find any knick, scratch, or dent! He found one mark on a window frame where he thinks it's possible a piece of rubber might have hit, but we aren't sure. I intended to get up on the roof when we got to the camp to check out the roof, but I didn't do that. Will have to check it out tomorrow.

We got on the Trace about 100 miles south of Nashville and drove to our favorite lunch spot, the rest area on the north side of the Tennessee River. What a great spot to sit for a bit. We both got out this time and checked the coach and could not find any spot where it was hit. So we are glad for that.

Once lunch was finished we watched the news a bit, then drove on to Piney Grove, just off the Trace near Burton, Mississippi. The camp sits on Bay Springs Lake which is on the Tennessee-Tombigbee waterway and we later saw a barge going through the lake. That is the first time we have seen that, although we knew there was barge traffic here.

We did have a problem though. As we turned onto the road back to the camp, we were still about five miles out. I noticed a loss of power and looked down to see the "check engine" light on. Yuck. I told Terry, checked all my gauges, everything was perfect. We continued on but couldn't get over 1200 rpms. After a bit, the light went out and I instantly had more power. Once again before we got back to the camp, the light came on again, but eventually went out. Terry ended up calling Freightliner and they told him it sounded like one or both of the fuel filters. He told us to drive it on to Red Bay, our next destination. He thought it would make it there, but if it "redlined" it would shut down and we would have to be towed the rest of the way. Red Bay does have a diesel mechanic who can fix it. So we shall have an interesting drive on Monday.

We are here for Terry's family reunion which is Saturday.

Till next time. . .

Dale

Monday, June 06, 2011

Nashville beckons. . .

We left Dale Hollow Lake early (for us) Sunday morning. We had to be out by 2 p.m. and couldn't check into Nashville until 3 p.m., but we decided to leave early anyway. The campground was pretty full over the weekend with lots of wacky campers and we thought it better to get out and get our tanks dumped while there wasn't a line. Later in the morning there surely would be a line which we have seen here before and we wanted to avoid all that.

We stopped at a rest area on I-40 and I got out my computer and started working on re-configuring the router for the aircard. It had been giving us fits and then stopped working altogether, so I took a shot at it. I got it up and running, so we got caught up on our reading and Facebook while we were there. We also ate some lunch before heading out. We just really needed to kill some time as we only had about 100 miles total to drive.

When we drove into Seven Points campground on J. Percy Priest Lake, the attendant told us our site wasn't ready yet, but they were wrong. It had been vacated. We drove on around and unhooked the car, then we backed into our site and set up. Shortly after that it started blowing something fierce. I had read that there might be a thunderstorm and we did have some rain and wind, but nothing major. The best part of that is that the temps dropped from the 90's to the mid 70's!

We got our laundry together and went to the laundromat. After a week at the lake without full hookups, we had a lot of towels, the bedding, etc., so we got that all done. But we will have to find another laundromat if we come here next year. We have used this one for several years, but it was absolutely filthy. There was no attendant, many of the machines had "out-of-order" signs on them and there were actually some unsavory characters hanging around. So we asked at the front gate and they told us of another that they are now recommending.

Today we decided to go downtown. We have never been in downtown Nashville and we found a parking place and walked up and down Broadway. It was pretty neat actually. Some souvenir stores, lots of restaurants and some venues with live entertainment. They are getting ready here for Music Fest and they were setting up sound stages on Broadway and on the waterfront. We decided to eat at Rippy's, which is a rib and BBQ place. We got a sampler platter which we split and brought half home. It was very good food and the place had a lively atmosphere.

One thing we saw were custom Prevost buses. One was just down from the Ryman, two more were parked on Broadway in front of "The Stage," and three were in front of another venue area. One had the name Randy Atkins on it, but none of the others bore labels. I wonder what famous people were watching us as we walked by.

We are thinking of going to the Hermitage tomorrow. I don't think we want to go back downtown. The traffic was horrendous and it is very hot. We are here every year, so we may go back another time.

Till next time. . .

Dale

Sunday, June 05, 2011

Great day with great friends. . .

Our friends, Tom and Carol and Sharon, invited us over to their houseboat for dinner last evening. I made some brownies in the morning to take and we also had a bag of chips and a bottle of wine. We were having a cookout and we were looking forward to a great time.

We had about 15 miles to go by water, which takes at least 30 minutes if not longer because we rarely drive as fast as the boat will go. We like to go slower and cruise along enjoying the weather and the scenery. We left Sunset and drove to the state dock, just down from where their houseboat is docked and fueled up. Then we drove on over to the inlet where we found them lounging around on the deck. What a life! The houseboat is very nice. They have had it for 10 years and did a lot of work on it to make it comfortable and it really shows they have put a lot of care into it.

We floated in the water for quite a while enjoying the solitude of the cove where we were docked. The only problem was that Tom had been in the water feeding the fish. Little bluegills. . . now I'm not afraid of fish but it is a little unnerving having these little guys swim up to you in the water and nibble on your toes or tug on your swimsuit. I was a little more than annoyed at them because you never know when their bigger brother will decide to come along. We finally moved a little farther out into the inlet and they didn't follow us.

Tom fired up the grill on the other end of the boat and we got out of the water and sat out there. We saw a snake in the water up toward the shore. He was probably a couple feet long and too far away to observe what kind he was, but he was content to swim along the bank.

We visited during dinner and caught up with what everybody's kids are doing. When we all first met, we would come to the lake and bring our children and we boated all weekend and tubed and dock hopped together. It was great fun.

Things change, though, and kids grow up and move on and have their own families and do their own thing. But we will always remember the fun times we all had at Dale Hollow Lake.

As evening closed in on us, we decided to head back so we could get docked and the boat covered before dark. So we bid our friends goodbye. They were leaving today and we are staying until Sunday. Tomorrow we will pull our boat out and clean it up before putting it back in the storage bay.

Till next time. . .

Dale

Thursday, June 02, 2011

Days on the lake. . .

We got out early Tuesday and got all the stickers on the boat and trailer and took her down to the launch ramp. Flawless launch. She fired right up and has run extremely well.

We took off going up river toward EastPort, but had to scrap that plan. Dale Hollow has been in flood stage for several weeks and there is just too much debris, limbs mostly, in the water. Since the EastPort leg is a river, more/less, it makes it hard to dodge all that stuff, so we turned around and headed for the main water.

We are about 15 miles by water from the main part of the lake and we drove out to that taking in the beautiful lake scenery along the way. Very little is built down on the water. . . maybe a house or two that were "grandfathered" in when the lake was built. They are now allowing building up on the ridges overlooking the lake and it is interesting to see what has been built since last year. We took a ride over to Wisdom Dock thinking we might have some lunch, but their restaurant is closed during the week right now.

We rode over to Eagle Cove where our friends Carol and Tom moor their houseboat, but it was gone. We figured they were out on the lake somewhere. I called, but had to leave a message. Later when I checked my phone, Carol had left a message telling me where they were docked. We headed back that way and stopped at the state dock for ice cream. While we were there, Carol and Tom drove up in their boat and we all chatted and ate our ice cream. They invited us back to the houseboat so we followed them back and I enjoyed floating around in the water and catching up with the news from the last year. There were several other couples there and we all enjoyed the visit.

Later we headed for home and we were pretty tired by the time we got here. It is super hot here, in the 90's with plenty of humidity with plenty of sun, and that wears a person out. We fixed supper, took showers, and headed to bed.

Yesterday we went out much earlier in the morning to try and get some lake time in before it got really hot. I believe, however, it was hotter than the day before although it was supposed to be a bit cooler. We rode past "Diver's Rock" which usually has more rock visible out of the water as well as a ridge of rock running out to the buoy at the far right. We did some dock hopping, checking out the state dock, Willow Grove, and Mike's Landing at Sulphur Creek before heading for home. Later while we were relaxing in camp, Carol called and invited us to a cookout aboard their houseboat this afternoon. So we are going to eat a light lunch and take off, eventually making our way over to their dock and chilling out with friends. It promises to be a good time!

Till next time. . .

Dale

Tuesday, May 31, 2011

Dale Hollow Lake, Whoo Hooo!

Before leaving Cincinnati and heading toward the lake, we were treated with this great sunset!

It was a warm day Sunday, but I confess, we spent most of it inside watching three races. But that is what we wanted to do! The first was LeMans, which we just tuned into briefly. But we always enjoy the Indy 500. Wow! What a finish. I truly felt sorry for the rookie who made a small, yet humongous mistake on that last corner. But he did at least finish second, so he has some celebrating to do anyway.

The Nascar race in Charlotte was a nailbiter as well. I really don't have a favorite Nascar driver anymore. I like several of them. I have decided it is more fun to have multiple winners. When one driver wins constantly it takes the fun out of watching. So I was really pulling for Dale, Jr., as he took what should have been his winning victory lap, only to run out of gas between the third and fourth turns. But once again, had he gone in for fuel he would have finished further down the pack, like Biffle did. As it was, he finished seventh and had nothing to apologize for.

It took about five hours to drive over to the lake from Cincinnati. The drive over was pleasant and uneventful. We stopped in Berea, Kentucky, where they have added a new Artisan Center right on I-75. Well you have to get off, but it is right at the intersection. We were looking for a rest area, but it has been taken out. We then saw signs for this Traveler's Center, so decided to go see even though they said no trucks. It reminds me of the Tamarack Center in West Virginia. It is a place to showcase the local artists and the students' work from Berea College. And it happens the site was very accessible to even large RV's with a large RV parking lot. So if you pass by here, be sure to stop and take a break and look at all the area has to offer.

We were curious to see if Lake Cumberland was still low. They are still in the process of rebuilding the dam across the lake. The dam was in danger of collapsing and they have undertaken a multi-year plan of rebuilding it and fixing it so that the dam will remain safe. It is a critical dam in the system that helps to protect Nashville. There is a grand bridge that spans the lake that we travel over. It is very unusual in its construction. In addition, we saw so much traffic coming from the lakes that those heading out were stacked up at the lights for a considerable distance. We were glad we were going the other way!

We decided yesterday morning to shower before leaving Cincinnati. With it being the last day of a holiday weekend, we figured the showers would be pitted out and since we are in water conservation mode there, we would wait until the staff had time to clean them up. That did not go as planned. It was so hot and muggy we were drenched from setting up camp and going and getting the boat out of storage, so we went to the shower house anyway. But, they were fairly clean and we needed a cool shower to sleep good last night.

The lake is still high, and we cannot drive down to the lake to exit as the road is covered with water, but they have marked out part of the parking lot as an exit lane. We have used this before and it works well. This picture is from the bridge overlooking our marina, Sunset Dock.

We are all settled now back in our site with the boat in front. We left the boat buttoned up and will get in there today and get it ready to go out on the lake.

Till next time. . .

Dale

Saturday, May 28, 2011

All work and no play. . . .

makes for a dull blog.

We have been working hard over at the apartments. We have several projects we intend to get done this summer and we planned to set the stage for those during May. In addition, I have been working on cleaning the storage condo and getting ready for the kids to visit the end of the month.

Going through 50 years old records! Whew. We have all the records of Terry's parents stored and I am going through them a couple boxes at a time shredding all the paper. I have two shredders set up and when one overheats, I switch to the other one. Between the two of them, I can pretty much shred all day. I have been cleaning out closets and storage bins. We took two truckloads to Good Will and I am working on more boxes. It's crazy when you consider you have done without this stuff for almost six years. By the time I would get around to using it again, it would be obsolete.

I also trimmed about half the shrubs at the condo. That means I did about 22. I still have the rest of them to do around the apartment. Hopefully we will have a cool day in July when I can get that finished. We have one apartment to lease. We have had several calls, but no renter so far. We took the sign down while we are gone and will put it back up when we return.

We left this morning and headed toward Dale Hollow Lake. We are in Cincinnati for the night. . . well, for two nights. This is a great place and we met two other campers before we even got set up. We can wash the coach here, so it looks like we are going to do that tonight. When we leave here we head for the lake. Our site has been underwater, but is now usable. However, they say it is "soggy" which will not work for Phaeton Place. Perhaps by the time we get there it will be okay. But that is only half the story. Our site is situated on a one way road and we cannot turn out of it and go back out the way we came in. The only way out takes you down to the lake to turn and climb back up the hill. There is still water over the road we have to take out of there. So when we get there, we will be taking the truck back to look over the site and assess the situation. We may stay or we may move on down the road. No problem either way. That's what great about fulltiming. . . we can change plans in a heartbeat.

From Dale Hollow Lake, we go on to Nashville to J. Percy Priest lake for a few days, then on to Mississippi for the family reunion. More about all that later.

Till next time. . .

Dale

Sunday, May 15, 2011

Life in the fast lane. . .

We are back over here at the Elkhart Campground after a great rally over at the Goshen Fairgrounds. Lots of friends were there and we got to reconnect and met new people as well. We have had a wild week full of fun and unexpected events as well.

Last Saturday we went shopping for clothes. This is something we rarely do, but I was tired of what I was wearing and Terry has lost so much weight that his trousers no longer fit, so we went early and did the deed. We actually found quite a bit of what we wanted and we were able to make some good selections.

We called Aunt Francis while we were eating lunch and asked if we could come visit. Terry's Uncle Bill died a year ago in January and we try to keep in touch with his aunt who has many health challenges of her own. We went over and spent a couple hours with her and talked about her winter and caught up with family news.

Sunday we were just hanging around the motorhome when Aunt Francis called us to say she had heard from relatives in Mississippi that Terry's Aunt "Teen" Earnestine had died Saturday night. She was in a nursing home, but her death was unexpected. She was a sister to Uncle Bill and Terry's Dad, Henry. We talked about going down to Mississippi for the funeral, but there wouldn't be any word until later in the day when that would be. Finally we decided that we wanted to go and it would make sense just to get ready and drive down. We could find out on the way when everything would take place and were sure that we could at least be there for the funeral. Since we were planning on attending a rally at the Elkhart County Fairgrounds in Goshen starting on Wednesday, We went ahead and closed the motorhome up. We figured that would save us time when we got back on Wednesday because we had to be parked over there by 5 p.m. We got the motorhome all buttoned up and went over to the house to drop off a few things and to tell our manager where we were going. Then we left Goshen about 11:30 a.m. on Sunday morning. It was Mother's Day, but my Mom and Dad and sister were driving back from Texas and they weren't around anyway. While we were on our way down, we heard the calling would be Monday evening and the funeral Tuesday afternoon. That actually fit into our plans nicely.

We drove to Union City, Tennessee, and spent the night. On Monday we drove into Baldwyn, Mississippi, to Uncle Bob's house. He is the surviving brother and he has a huge house and is all by himself. He expected us to stay with him which was great because we enjoy being with him, and I think he was glad for the company. Later in the day we got ready and went to the funeral home. We learned that Aunt Teen's death was very sudden. She had eaten dinner at the nursing home and was exiting the dining hall with her walker. At the door she collapsed and when the staff got to her, she was already gone. Her husband, Uncle Clyde, had lingered with Alzheimer's for years and she always had said she didn't want to do that. While she did have some issues with that same disease, she was not as bad, so she did get her wish in the end. We are thankful for Aunt Teen's life and the fact that she didn't suffer like her dear husband.

The next day was the funeral and we went to that. It was short, but very comforting. The family was invited to a dinner the church was doing and I would have loved to stay, but we needed to get back on the road. We drove the Natchez Trace back to Nashville. Earlier in the spring, the Trace was briefly closed when tornadoes tore through Mississippi and Alabama and downed many trees. We saw the area and I was a little slow getting to the camera, so I just have this one shot. I believe this other field is canola. It was quite beautiful and we saw several like it. We drove all the way to Clarksville, Indiana, stopping around midnight. The next day we awoke early and drove on to Elkhart, getting here about 1 p.m. We drove the motorhome over to the fairgrounds and hoped to take a nap, but there were too many people around that we ended up talking and visiting. However, when we did lay down that evening, there was nothing that would wake us up till morning came.

The rally was lots of fun and we enjoyed eating breakfast with friends every morning. We attended many seminars and got some good information. We ended up with all new lights for in the motorhome. We are replacing the florescent lights that seem to go bad every week with LED bulbs. The light is much brighter and they are supposed to last longer. I hope so. We also bought a new "Brake in a Box." This one is made by Blue Ox. We have had a Brake Buddy for about seven years. We had been happy with it, but we cannot make it work correctly every time anymore. It's a crap shoot whether it will work and we don't like that unreliability. Especially when we go to Virginia every year and traverse mountainous terrain where the extra brake is critical. Brake Buddy has been unhelpful of late, so we switched to a different manufacturer and a different type of system entirely. We are hoping it does well for us.

Friday was a different day for us. We went over to the house and got ready to go out Friday evening. We were headed to Muncie. One of my dear friends is retiring from teaching where I taught and her retirement dinner/celebration was planned. Along the way we stopped in Claypool and saw Mom and Dad who had arrived home on Monday. We visited with them for a couple hours and then visited with Jim and Nita also.

We arrived at the Country Club in time to visit with other colleagues, some retired, some not. It was a great evening. . . much like a reunion really. There were several people retiring and the evening lasted until 10 p.m. We hopped back in the car and drove back to Elkhart, arriving around 12:30 a.m. We were tired, but it was a fun evening and we are glad we made to effort to help our friends celebrate entering the next phase of their lives.

Last evening was the last entertainment at the rally. There was a men's quartet who sang for over an hour. They were exceptional. Known as the "Four Man Fishin' Tackle Choir," they entertained with songs about fishing and hunting. Many were favorites you would recognize, but adapted with lyrics about their favorite sports. The crowd gave them a warm reception and even asked for an encore.

Today we waited until there was a lull in the rain (which has gone on much of the week) and closed up the motorhome, leaving the fairgrounds behind, and returned to "home" over at the Elkhart Campground. When we arrived we saw our friends, Alicia and Roger, checking in. We were already reserved here for the month, so we pulled in past them and were parked when they came back. They are parked right in front of us. We all timed it perfectly because once we got all set up, the rain started again. They are here for a couple days so perhaps if the rain stops, we will get out and talk a bit.

Till next time. . .

Dale

Saturday, May 07, 2011

Life of a Slumlord. . .

Just a parting picture of Ronan blowing out his 4th birthday candles!

We left Charlottesville for Indiana as you know from Terry's post. The weather promised rain and some bad wind, but we managed to dodge most of that. Had a little rain, but not too much wind, for which I was thankful. Terry has decided he likes navigating better than driving and that's okay with me, because he is a great navigator. He runs Street Atlas from a netbook and that program is putty in his hands. If there is a detour, etc., he can re-route Phaeton Place quickly and we rarely get slowed down.

The first major mountain we have to climb when we leave Charlottesville is Afton Mountain. We slow down considerably because it is hard to get a fast start climbing it, but a couple days after we left, another RV caught fire climbing this mountain. The pictures show it burning in the rear end, which would signal an engine fire, but I really don't know. We have a fire suppression system in our engine compartment. I don't know if that would have helped, but the main purpose in any fire suppression system in an RV is to allow the occupants enough time to get out. We also have one in the generator compartment and the refrigerator compartment. Anyone who would like information about these can go here for more information.

Normally on the way back from Virginia we spend the night in Gallopolis, Ohio, at the fairgrounds. However, when we tried to stop there on the way down, the grounds were too wet for Phaeton Place; and we ended up driving all the way through West Virginia to get a flat spot to park our rig, there being no places like that in West Virginia. There had been so much more rain that southern Ohio looked pretty much flooded and we didn't even try to park there on the way back. Instead, we stopped at Rocky Creek Camp which is a small camp we have seen for years. It is actually in a little ravine right over the edge of the road and down in the hollow. Since some bad weather was possible, we thought it would be a good place for a night camp. We had full hookups (30 Amp) and a concrete pad to park on which was good. As it was, there was no inclement weather and we had a restful night.

We moved on the next day and stopped at Tab and Deanna's in St. Paris, Ohio. We enjoyed visiting with our friends and we ended up staying for two nights because of wind. They had had a lot of rain as well and more expected. The area where we normally park was much too soft, so we backed up to their former loading dock which has long since been filled in. This was a great place to park except for the fact that we were only about 15 feet from the train tracks. Haha. We normally park on the far side of the building and don't even hear the train. But we certainly did this time. Tab said the train comes around 4 a.m., but that night it was 1:30. Even though we knew it would come and it would be loud, it rattled our teeth and sounded like it was coming straight through the windshield. Not sure we will be selecting site 402 again.

When we did leave there, we had all kinds of storm warnings in the area we intended to travel. So Terry stayed on the netbook and had a window open for the weather channel. He watched the storm cells moving through the various routes and routed me below and beyond the worst storm cells. Having a great navigator is the best. We had a little rain in a couple places and the skies looked dark, but we dodged them all. When we got just east of Ft. Wayne, we had wind, so we decided to jump off of US 30 and run red roads northwest to block most of the wind. We arrived at Elkhart Campground about 1 p.m. and got settled into the camp without any problems.

Since we arrived, we have been working over at the apartments. We have one tenant who moved out the other day and we will have to get that rented. Hopefully that is the only one we will have. Our tenants did a great job of cleaning their place, however, so we can begin the process of re-renting immediately. Things are not going well in Elkhart County again as the fuel prices affect pleasure industries first and RV's are usually the first to get parked when fuel is expensive. There are some layoffs occurring. I just hope it isn't as bad as 2008.

We have been busy cleaning out the basement of the office and clearing out stuff that will never be used. We took one truckload over to Goodwill and are working on another load. We had a lot of trash as well. Hoping to get rid of more stuff.

We have a rally this coming week. I can't wait. It's been a long time since we did our rallies in the spring and I am anxious to do it again.

Till next time. . .

Dale

Sunday, April 24, 2011

On the road again, Indiana bound!

Terry here running the netbook GPS mapping program while Dale drives.

We met up with Tom & Sharon, Ronan's other grandparents for breakfast this morning at that great greasy spoon called Waffle House. You know that joint along the Interstates mostly east of the Mississippi with big yellow signs. The food & talk were very good, even though the table was just a little sticky! We see Tom & Sharon each year around Ronan's birthday and try to get out for breakfast together. We talked about the past year and of course Ronan. Their version of getting away from it all is their boat on the Jersey shore. At the present they are getting ready for a eight day cruise with their "marina' buddies. Not on their boats, but on one of those big cruise ships out of Puerto Rico, sounds like a lot of fun.

Our planned route is on I-64 through the mountains of WV, can you say "fun drive", Dale can! After we escape "Wild and Wonderful West Virgina" , we plan to stop tonight at a little 10 site campground we've been passing for the last 10 years, that hasn't been in our reference books or on any of the campground review sites. I noted the location on our way last week and was able to find a web site for them. $25 for full hookups and on a concrete pad on a day with heavy rain forecast sounds great. So we plan to do about 330 miles today with tomorrow being a short driving day to Tab and Deanna's for tomorrow night. Hope to be set up at Elkhart Campground Wednesday by evening. We be there for about a month working on one of our rentals for a new tenant and with luck renting it. The week before Memorial Day we'll be heading south for the Pace reunion and our annual boating fix at Dale Hollow Lake.

Well we just turned west at Lexington VA, next turn I-77 at Beckley WV, 7% grades here we come!

Friday, April 22, 2011

Catching up. . .

The doctor appointments in Indiana went well. I think everyone was expecting Terry to look a little worse for the wear, but he really looks the same as always. . . and feels great!

While there we stayed at New Lisbon Family Campground. This is a camp we enjoy because a lot of our neighbors from our former home in Mooreland spend their spring and summer weekends there. We got to see some of them while we were there which was a real treat. We quit staying here for a couple years because the owners got a bit testy about the Passport America program. Hey, either offer it or don't. But don't offer it, then complain about how we are getting by too cheaply and costing them money. We quit going and one time our former neighbor told us that there were new owners and his dad was the manager. We know his dad really well, so we tried it out again and we were treated very well. They continue to offer Passport America and we are spending more time there.

We left there on a Thursday and headed to Virginia. Our normal stopping place in Gallopolis, Ohio, was a bit too mushy and Terry didn't want to chance driving on the grounds, so we continued on. We actually drove to Virginia and stayed at Natural Bridge. If you are inclined to go there, I would opt for the KOA out on the interstate. The drive back in to the Jellystone was narrow and tight turns, etc. Once you get there, you will pay $53 for a site unless you have PA, which is $26. Even at that, you get to set up in a field. We did have a "slot" we drove onto. Leveling was not possible front to back or side to side. It was okay for one night, but next time, we will do the KOA.

We arrived in Charlottesville at the KOA on Friday, April 15. We checked in and went to see the kids. It's hard to believe Ronan is four years old already. He is really a live wire and we enjoy spending time with the kids. He likes to come out to the bus as well and has been out a couple times with his mom and dad and dog, Whiskey. Whiskey now loves everyone. He used to be afraid of everyone, but no more. He loves Ronan and Ronan is pretty good with him. They are quite the team.

We gave Ronan his birthday present the other day. It required some assembly, so we figured we might as well let Ronan in on the fun. We had to do it at their house because once assembled, it was too large to get out the door of the motorhome and too large to transport in the car. Ronan was pretty excited about Grandpa Terry putting his Peg Perego John Deere tractor and front loader together! It was pretty cool when it was finished and he uses it to move toys around in the living room. Eventually when it warms up sufficiently, they will move it outside and he will get to use it in the yard.

Yesterday on his birthday, we took cupcakes, cookies, coffee and juice along with veggies and dip to the park. Jocelyn had invited all his friends and for 2 1/2 hours, the kids ate and played to celebrate Ronan's birthday. It was a great time and everyone had fun.

Today was errand day. Jocelyn and Ronan, Terry and I went over the mountain to Waynesboro and Staunton and visited some shops and did some grocery shopping. It started raining while we were there, so we had to come back across the mountain in the fog. The views from the top, which is where Skyline drive runs are beautiful and in the fog you cannot see anything. But it is still magically and I enjoy both the sunny days and the foggy cloud enshrouded mountains equally.

Tomorrow Ronan's other grandparents are coming and we will get to spend some time with them. We leave here on Sunday and are headed to Indiana.

Till next time. . .

Dale

Monday, April 11, 2011

The Children of Cancer. . .

It's taken awhile before I could write this post. I hope I do these children justice.

MD Anderson Cancer Center in Houston is a leading center if not THE leading center for the treatment of all forms of cancer. There they have a Children's Cancer Hospital for the treatment of childhood cancers. Anyone can go there; and while your physician can refer you, they also have a process of "self referral" as well.

My experience with these children has to do with the Proton Therapy Center where my husband Terry was treated. Many children are treated using proton beam technology. In fact, it appears to be the preferred method particularly with brain tumors.

Children with brain tumors? I kept thinking this is all a mistake. Children should not have brain tumors, but they do. They have all kinds of cancer; and as unfair as it is, they and their parents are faced with many decisions the rest of us cannot even comprehend.

The proton beam system of radiation is different from the "regular" type of radiation called photon. Proton vs. photon. I am not a medical person and I am relaying this as I understand it. While we were there, the doctors and physicists had many informational lectures to explain to us what was happening with the treatments. Photon is like a regular x-ray only much stronger. As you might expect, there is a lot of area that is radiated with such a method. As a result, there is often a lot of tissue and cell damage to areas surrounding a tumor that could result in other problems in an individual, particularly if the area treated was the brain. Eye tumors cannot be treated with such radiation without risking the patient's eyesight. Also, with photon radiation, most of the radiation is released at the point shortly after it enters the body and less gets to the actual tumor. So more radiation must be given in order for it to effect the tumor.

Proton beam radiation isolates an individual proton which is then accelerated and at a precise point is directed to the tumor in the individual patient. Each patient's treatment has been precisely configured so that the "beam" enters the patient's body and travels to the tumor where it releases the bulk of its energy. So the photon releases most of its energy when it enters the body, the proton beam releases most of its energy when it is stopped at the tumor. The proton beam will stop at that point and delivers very little if any radiation past the tumor. The photon radiation does not stop, so it continues to release radiation as it passes through the tumor.

The physics behind the proton beam is why this treatment is desired for childrens' tumors. The radiation can be directed and confined as much to the tumor itself as is possible, reducing the damage to cells and tissues surrounding the tumor. In children who are continuing to grow, this means that other functions of the body controlled by the brain, particularly growth, will be less impacted by the radiation.

Because children are active and not likely to stay totally immobile during their brief treatment (which lasts seconds), it is necessary to anesthetize these children. And they have daily treatments, so most have a temporary line placed in their chest. One mother told me that on Mondays, they put in a tube and keep it taped in place. They remove it on Friday and place it again on the following Monday. That way they are only "stuck" once a week. The parents are given lidocane to use to numb the area before the Monday "stick." A mesh mask is made to place over their head to hold them firmly in position during the treatment. Since they are anesthetized, the children have their treatments in the morning because they cannot eat or drink beforehand.

The parents bring their children in for their appointment. Now you might think these kids would kick and scream and fight these treatments. That is where the doctors, nurses, and therapists come in. I believe every one of these children are loved dearly by the people who treat them. The therapists come out into the waiting room and search out their patient. They greet them, talk with them, play briefly with them (sometimes getting down on the floor with them) and when the time is right, they say, "Are you ready to go back?" Then they pick them up and carry them back. The children, I am told, get to push the buttons on the machines and you never hear any unhappiness from any child. The parents all tell me the children love their caregivers.

Sometimes the "beam is down." No one likes to hear that. It means a delay and sometimes a reschedule. The children get first dibbs on the beam. . . that is understood. If they have to wait, a certified child care professional comes out with a box of stuff to keep the children entertained. Now, these kids already have play areas in the building, including something for every age. . . toys, books, riding toys (one boy rides a big wheel back to his treatment daily), Wii, computer games, etc. But when this lady comes out, the kids all flock to her like she's the Pied Piper and she takes them all under her loving wings and occupies their time till their treatment.

I'm not sure how many treatments these children have. It all depends on the type of tumor and how extensive it is. In many cases, the tumor has been surgically removed and they are treating the area around where the tumor was. One little girl with whom I became aquainted had 22 treatments total.

These children are all ages. But most of the children I saw were under 5, probably under 3. Our last day I saw a Dad holding his infant child, probably not more than 6 months. The baby was cancer bald with a horseshoe shaped scar on his head and many tubes trailing. One child was older and he gonged out the same day Terry did. When I spoke to him, he smiled and turned to his grandfather who spoke English to me. I believe he may have been from Netherlands and they were all flying home that day. . . Mom, Dad, Grandma, Grandpa, sister, and him. He was very excited and except for being cancer bald, did not look ill. The proton beam does not cause illness, but fatigue is a common side effect.

Several patients were still in diapers. One little girl talked very little. She looked to be about three. She did a lot of whimpering. She was not loud, but I found out that she had a brain tumor surgically removed, then had 6 months of chemo, and now was having radiation. She was going through a lot of depression. A 3-year old, with cancer and depression.

Many children were mobile, some were infants, barely walking. Others were in wheel chairs. One was brought over on a gurney from the Children's Hospital. One young boy was almost bigger than his mother, yet she or his father carried him every day. Once I saw him walk. Obviously his was a brain tumor, he gate was distorted and his limbs flailed wildly as he held his head strangely to one side. But he was happy to walk that day!

The families of these children were amazing. Never did I see anyone feeling sorry for themselves or their children. I'm sure that happened, but they had an enormous support group around them, both in the staff and each other and were willing to talk about their illnesses to those of us there for treatment as well. The little girl above was usually with her parents and a grandparent and brother. Many times it was just one parent, but sometimes it would be both. One father would sit with his arm around his wife and his little girl playing between them while their son was being treated. He would have a rosary in his hand praying. As children would be brought out following their treatment, they had to stay for 30 minutes till the effect of the anesthesia wore off. Parents could be seen cradling their precious children in their arms and whispering to them.

I started praying for what I call the "Children of Cancer." I continue to pray daily for them. And I pray that my own grandson and future grandchildren will never have to experience such an insidious disease. A disease which is no respecter of age or gender. Please pray for the Children of Cancer and pray for a cure.

Dale

Sunday, April 10, 2011

What the Hail???????

Yesterday morning found us in Effingham, Illinois, with hail pounding down on us at 6:30 a.m. Grrrr. Terry was already up and it woke me up so we hurriedly closed up the slides. That is a bit of a pain in our motorhome, but having to replace slide toppers would be worse. The hail, which we couldn't see in the dark, must have been larger than pea-size, but we didn't have any damage. I do think it would have punched some holes if we had not acted quickly.

We were camped at Lakeview Campground, our second visit there. It is a nice camp and we initially met the owners the first time we were here. At that time, they had just bought the place. They are a couple retired from the military and they do a nice job on their campground. They keep it clean, restrooms spotless and give you personal service.

We had a troublesome light problem with a turn signal and brake light and Terry decided we would stay an extra night so he could tackle that problem. He had already spent a couple hours with it and decided to totally rewire it from where it plugs into the coach on to the back of the truck. He got his wire all cut and harnessed to go. When he pulled the plug that fits into the socket on the motorhome, he found the problem. That large plug was cracked. He opened it up and tightened all the wires and everything worked. So now he tells me we must go and buy a new plug! As it was, a mobile RV repairman was in the park and he had the exact plug we needed, so he bought it and finished the job in short order. We are so lucky Terry knows all this stuff. Where would we be if we had to rely on others for such things.

I met many new dogs in the park and one lady in particular stopped to chat awhile while I fussed over "Pepper." She and her husband were traveling with her husband's niece and her husband and their two dogs. She said, "They have a Scottish Terrier, but she's white." My heart flipflopped. White Scotties are quite rare; and, as you know, we had one, Neal. We also had a black Scottie, Bailey. The little dog down the lane was "Fiona." I got to meet her. She was a typical Scottie, rather aloof and could really care less about me. Hahaha. But she still took my treats I offered. She was a bit out of sorts because she had torn a nail on a deck that had holes in it and it was causing her some discomfort. They ended up taking her to a vet yesterday who gave her antibiotics, some pain medicine and trimmed the torn nail. She is one loved and cared for Scottie. She lived with a red heeler, Carmel.

While we were talking, Gloria said they were all going out for supper and we were invited to join them. This is what camping and fulltiming are all about! Meeting people. We all went to a local steakhouse and had a great meal. Glorida bought a whole pie at the restaurant and we all enjoyed peach pie a la mode when we returned to camp. Thanks, Friends!

We left Effingham this morning. Storms made there way across our route yesterday and wind was promised for today. Great choice, eh? Drive in rain or wind? We checked the weather maps carefully and decided to leave very early this morning (7:15) and miss the wind which was to start later in the day. That plan worked perfectly and after seeing the flooded fields and ditches along the way, we were glad we were driving in the rain.

We are at the New Lisbon Family Campground near where we used to live. Many people from our little town have summer trailers here and we got to see some friends when we arrived. We are here for four days for doctor appointments, then we head to Virginia to see the kids and to celebrate Ronan's fourth birthday!

Till next time. . .

Dale

Dallas and points north. . .

We left La Grange, Texas, and drove north. We were still trying to stay away from the bad weather. We actually got into a small about of rain and some wind and the wind stayed with us till we arrived at our destination. We drove through Dallas, which we timed so we would not be driving through at rush hour, and continued into Oklahoma where we finally stopped in Durant, Oklahoma, at the Choctaw Indian Casino and campground. The new campground is beautiful and nicely laid out. It is a KOA, which was a surprise. It wasn't quite as expensive as most KOA's, but was very new and very nice.

We did try our hand at the casino and enjoyed our visit. We had dinner at the buffet and when we returned to the motorhome, the wind had died down. We were able to put our slides out which gave us a bit more room.

We left Durant and drove to West Seneca, Oklahoma. We stayed at the Bordertown Casino. They had RV sites in a parking lot, but we had full hookups and were quite comfortable. We camped for $9 for FHU, 50Amp for the first night and nights 2 and 3 are FREE! In addition, they gave us a coupon for buy one/get one free dinner in their restaurant. While we were there, they advertised their $2 breakfast. The next morning we went over for that. We got 2 eggs, any style, hash browns, choice of toast or biscuits/gravy and sausage patty, links or bacon. FOR $2! Can you believe it? We each got a doggie bag and took half of it home. There were many more casinos in this area and we spent another day driving around to other casinos. Most gave us free money to play so we parlayed that into some cash for us.

We took a little side trip over to Neosho, Missouri. There were supposed to be murals in town there, but we couldn't find any. What we did find was a fish hatchery. Not just any fish hatchery, though. Neosho NFH was established in 1888 and is the oldest operating Federal fish hatchery in the country. The hatchery raises pallid sturgeon (Federally endangered) for recovery efforts in the lower Missouri River and rainbow trout for stocking in Lake Taneycomo. The hatchery also supports conservation of the Federally endangered Ozark cavefish and restoration of native mussels. We could see some fish in the aquariums, but the ponds made for difficult viewing. We did feed the trout in one pond and got a good look at some of them.

After our two nights there, we decided to move on. We drove up to Cuba, Missouri. We visited a couple of wineries and I stocked up on some luscious wines. Cuba is famous for its murals which are painted on the buildings in town. They are quite good and imaginative, telling a story about different eras in the town's history. There are pictures of early residents, famous visitors, and murals depicting life in by-gone eras. They were fun to find and photograph, although some had cars parked in front of them making it a bit difficult.

We have had to keep a close eye on the weather as we head toward Indiana. The weather this time of year is volatile and there have been many storms forecast. We are watching and timing our departure/driving/arrival times to miss the worst of the weather.

Till next time. . .

Dale

Oh me, oh my!

I could hardly believe when I came to my blog today that is has been two weeks since I posted. Shame on me. I will probably post a series of tidbits of life since cancer treatment.

We left Houston on Tuesday, March 29, and headed back down to the Rio Grande Valley. My Dad, almost 87, had a total knee replacement. We were able to see him in the hospital because he didn't get out on schedule. It was Friday before he was released to come home. The experience in the hospital left a lot to be desired. It is the filthiest hospital I have ever been in and I would not care to see any of my family go back there.

While we were in Mission, we were able to touch base with many of our friends in the park and many who had signed cards for Terry during his treatment. Our neighbor introduced us to her hummingbird which has nested in her awning support rail. It's quite out in the open which is rather surprising and she does fly off when you approach, but she comes back. She is so tiny, as is the nest. It is hard to believe that birds can start out so tiny. We cannot see the eggs in the nest, but they cannot be much larger than a pencil eraser.

We also did a little shopping for patio furniture. We had been wanting something for the patio there and by the time we get there in the fall, there is nothing decent left to buy. I never found anything I really liked. We went out one evening to shop and ended up at Target. They had a set I really liked, but we couldn't get it in the truck. So the next morning we took Mom and Dad's van and our truck. We got the box of chairs in the van and the table on the roof of the little truck and got it home. The chairs were already assembled; they just had to be unpacked. While I did that, Terry got the table put together. We are very pleased with it, but only got to use it a day before we put it back in the shed for the summer.

We left Dad convalescing and drove out of the valley on Sunday, April 3. We are not driving super long days and have tried to enjoy the drive, but we did have to change our route at the start. There was that big storm outbreak predicted for the day we left and the direction we planned to take, so we decided to go straight north and let the storm track east a ways before we turned east ourselves. Our first night out we stayed in LaGrange, Texas. We got there early enough that we could do a little sightseeing around the town. We stayed at Colorado Landing mobile home and RV park. They are a Passport America park and very nice. It was a mobile home park when the owners bought it. They kept some mobile homes (to pay the rent) and moved out all the old trailers and made campsites. The sites were long and wide and 50A. The streets were wide, having been made for mobile home access.

We were glad we had changed our route because the bad weather hit east of us and we were out of harm's way.

Till next time. . .

Dale