Thursday, 11 June 2015

Following the dandelions

Spring keeps on blossoming as I head east.


After 3 weeks in Ottawa and a farewell dinner fit for a queen, I prepared to continue my journey, only to discover I had a flat tire! To make things more difficult, it was the inner of my 2 left rear tires and it took a long time to find "Frisby Tire Co" that services RV tires. The problem was a small screw that had punctured my tubeless tire!
Delayed, I rerouted via #417 toward Montreal.
Staying well north of the city, I connected to #40 but still got caught in a major traffic jam. Keeping up with French drivers at Fri evening rush hour was a challenge! As a result of the delays I was far behind schedule and notified the campground. The owner graciously opened the office for me when I finally  arrived close to 10pm.It was fun practicing my very limited French and I was surprised by how much I remembered.

 "Camping Juneau-Chalets" , St Augustin-De-Desmaures, is a lovely campground  situated along the shore of Lac Saint-Augustin just west of Quebec City.
There were several sites available as it was still low season. 
There were also cottages for rent as well as several long-term sites.
Many people there rented chalets along the water or had their trailers parked permanently as summer homes.
 I've noticed that this seems quite a popular trend now with seniors travelling. I spoke to one man who had his trailer established there , has a small garden, and has friends nearby. Robert is a retiree from Montreal. In the winter, he drives to another permanent trailer in a similar campground in Florida.
Seasonal rates for campsites are usually considerably less costly than living in a house or apartment. You also have the benefit of living in a beautiful area, often near the water.
I spent a couple of days there and even rented a paddle boat  (they didn't have any kayaks out yet).
I had forgotten how much work it is to travel anywhere with a paddle boat but it felt good to be on the water. Passing by several large homes , some with float planes, I envied them for a moment but then remembered how enriched my life is and that I wouldn't want to trade it.
When I left there, I drove to get some propane at a station suggested to me but found out they don't fill RV
tanks and told me of a station a few km from there. It turned out to be 15km and after a long wait , they informed me they could not fill the built in propane tanks of RV's!  This was another opportunity to not "sweat the small stuff"! It wasn't until later that I found some propane along the highway.
This is one thing I need to plan ahead for and keep an eye on the tank since I need propane for heat, cooking, and hot water.

From there I continued east on #138 , stopping to see the waterfalls at Montmorency. The falls are 83m high, (30m higher than Niagara Falls ). The park has free admission but I had to pay $12.00 to park there! It was a short walk to the falls and, although impressive, they seemed smaller than I expected as they are much narrower than those at Niagara Falls. 


Montmorency Falls, taken from brochure

Crossing the suspension bridge over the top of the falls was rather frightening even though the bridge was very solid. I then came to a steep set of stairs to the bottom of the falls. I was determined to try it, only to be stopped by a security guard when I was about 1/2  the way down. Evidently that was the one day of the year they have a special competition. What were the odds?!  I was very disappointed  and headed back to the top just as a thunderstorm developed, followed by a deluge of rain. What a relief I felt then that I didn't get caught in the storm at the bottom , having to climb all the way up with lightning flashing around me! It's amazing how disappointment can change to gratitude in just a few moments!

From there I drove east to Sainte-Anne-de-Beaupre, the oldest pilgrimage site in North America, attracting people from all over the world. The basilica is huge and contains fantastic artwork. On entry, I could see dozens of crutches and canes hanging on a pillar, left behind by people who had experienced
healing.

photo of brochure
Whether you are spiritual or not, you can't help but feel a sense of awe. I've always loved the majestic architecture and the stillness of large churches or temples.
Amongst the numerous paintings and sculptures , was an exact replica of the "The Pieta"by Michelangelo. This has always been my favourite sculpture and I was fortunate to see the original in the Vatican many years ago. A museum guide told me that the replica was made when the original Pieta was transported to New York for the World's Fair in 1964, in case something happened to the original. The replica looks like it may be made of wax and, although beautiful, doesn't have the quality of light that marble does.
replica of Michelangelo's  " Pieta"

While there, I happened to see the blessing of the motorcycles, attended by hundreds of bikers. 
Someone told me they also have a blessing of RV's every year.


Unfortunately, the photos I took over 2 weeks somehow disappeared from my computer. Some days I wonder if I should have a computer at all given how technically challenged I am! You can see I've taken some of the photos from the brochures. 

While at Sainte-Anne-de-Beaupre I was able to stay at a very nice park across the street from the basilica.
"Domain Saint Anne" is not a campground but rather a rest stop for visitors to the shrine.
For $15/night,  people are welcome to stay overnight in tents or RV's. There are no hook-ups but water is available from a tap.

The manager of the park was very helpful. I noticed he had an electric bicycle and let me try it. He had a regular bicycle and attached  "Bion X" equipment to it ( a 12V Lithium battery and a special wheel with a built in motor that replaces the regular back wheel). It can go over 100 km on one charge and takes about 4 hrs to charge. It was very easy to drive and the more you petal, the less battery power is needed.
Now I'm thinking this would be the best solution for added transport when my RV is parked and I could have the bike mounted on a bracket on the back.

Back on the road, I continued to drive east along the north shore of the St Lawrence River.
Later on that afternoon, I finally arrived at St Simeon
and the delightful campground of " Falaise-sur-Mer".
I did fairly well speaking French to Nicole, the owner.
She was so impressed by my story, she gave me a very large discount and also a gorgeous site right on the side of the river. It was paradise, helped by some beautiful weather.

The next day was June 1 and I took the ferry across the St Lawrence river , just over an hr to Riviere du Loup where I stayed at a Walmart and got a few supplies. I met a couple of German fellows driving a rented RV from Canadream, the company I had bought my rig from. It was fun practicing speaking German! 
Although it is still early in the season and many unfilled sites at the campgrounds,  I've met a few European tourists driving RV's from various rental companies.So far I've met people from Germany, Holland, and Switzerland.

The next phase of my travels took me east on #132 onto the north shore of the Gaspe peninsula. 
Shortly after passing Rimouski, I stopped to explore "Les Jardins de Metis". Unfortunately, the area I was most interested in, "Festival International de Jardins" was not open for the season yet but the rest of the gardens were quite lovely with numerous beds of spring flowers and trees in blossom. It was peaceful and relaxing to walk through there.

#132 hugged the shore and was quite pleasant driving, thanks to minimal traffic and a mostly flat road. I finally took more photos for my blog.



Along the north shore of the Gaspe were some long stretches interrupted by small villages. 
Dandelions along the road


I drove about 200km/day and was happy to discover several PA campgrounds to stay at, never paying more than $25/night. "Camping aux Pignons Verts" at Les Mechins was close to the beach which I enjoyed walking along.


I'm always amazed to see anything growing in the sand, having worked hard to get things growing in the garden I had before moving into my RV.
No matter what shore I have walked along, I've always loved to hear the sound of crashing waves.




Walking toward Les Marchins
Before I got to the next campground, I stopped to have lunch at a waterfall from a cliff on the side of the road, and a few km 
later, I stopped to check out a large group of wind turbines, one of which was a design I had never seen before.




This is the closest I could get to "The highest vertical axis in the world." (no public entry was allowed to this area off season. In the summer, they give tours). It is in Cap Chat, Gaspe and is a different style of wind turbine. Due to some problems, it stopped working after about a year. 

At the campground in Cap Chat, I was thrilled to get a site right beside the beach.                                                                               
camping at "Au Bord de la Mer", Cap Chat


Sunset over St Lawrence River
Often when I walk in nature, I look for animal images. My friend Richard showed me how to see these images and it has become a fun hobby. The best images are often seen in driftwood but I've seen them on trees, flowers, and even ponds.
At first I couldn't see any but with practice I now see them in many places and I thought I would post a few of these.
seen on beach in Carrabelle, Florida in 2014












The next ones are from a few days ago while walking the beach near Cap Chat.





 


Fascinating, don't you think?




And now for a few more dandelions!





The journey east continues in the next chapter.

Bon soir!

"It is not in the stars to hold our destiny but in ourselves."
                                               ---William Shakespeare

"The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched, they must be felt with the heart."
                                                  --- Helen Keller

"Don't count the days, make the days count"
                                                  ---Muhammad Ali, boxer
                   

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Friday, 29 May 2015

Ottawa sojourn

How fortunate we are to have such a beautiful city for Canada's capital! Ottawa is now getting closer to having a population of a million and yet, has the quiet atmosphere of a small town.
parliament buildings on a rainy day


 I love the streets lined with huge trees and the many beautiful flower gardens, the canal and the river with their wonderful bike paths, and the museums and National Art Gallery.

I arrived in Ottawa on May 5th along with spring in full bloom.
I was grateful to be able to park in my brother Peter's driveway and getting some help with building a proper bed in my RV. The pull-out couch was old and not very comfortable.

The time in Ottawa was busy. I took my 16yo niece Sierra camping for a week-end at Voyageur Prov Park , about 1 1/2hrs NE of Ottawa. It was fun having some one-to-one time with her. 
We also went for a bike ride past the experimental farm a couple of weeks later.
Sierra along one of the bike paths 


Inukshuks and a newly hatched gosling


The ride brought us past the arboretum where there are trees from all over the world.
Further along, we passed by the remains of inukshuks. They are an artistic project "The Art Of Balance" by local artist John Ceprano.
No tools are used and he builds several of these every year. In the winter, they are dismantled by the ice.

I happened to be in Ottawa during the yearly tulip festival.
It is the largest in the world with 1 million blooms and draws thousands of visitors to the capitol.
One of many beds of tulips


My plan of 1 week in Ottawa grew to 3 weeks, much of which was taken up with gardening and family time. I fell in love with their dog, "Hoover" and made me think of getting a dog myself. Many RVers have dogs or cats but I would do some research before making a decision. It was also a golden opportunity to catch up with my brother and his wife who I don't get to see often. We had many long discussions and although I didn't always agree with their points of view, I came to understand them better and also learned a great deal.
Family is precious to me and I'm fortunate to have so many talented siblings.

The Rideau canal in Ottawa is beautiful all year. In the winter it is the world's largest skating rink with 7.8km cleared.In the summer, kayaks, canoes, houseboats or other boats travel the canal and pass through its many locks. Between Ottawa and Kingston there are 23 locks which makes the trip a very long one by boat.




View of Chateau Laurier along the Rideau Canal








"Illusion is reality's border...when we stand at the border of reality, we are afraid that we will lose our identity by plunging in."
--from   "Tao" by Deng Ming-Dao

"Success is not final, failure is not fatal;
it is the courage to continue that counts."
---Winston Churchill


Sunday, 3 May 2015

Ahhhhh, warm sun and sandals!

After 2 weeks of cold and often wet weather, the warmth of spring has finally arrived. The leaves are popping out and the dandelions are blooming. Those delightful little yellow flowers are like tiny suns shining after a cold winter. 



Spending some time visiting family in Toronto has given me a taste of city life with all its sensual delights, sounds and also chaos. 
I love it for a short time but then long to be back in the solitude and stillness of the desert or on a sandy beach listening to the waves splashing against the shore.
Architecture of the desert


Architecture of the city




RV living, although very appealing, has been more work than I expected.
Initially I had visions of hours relaxing and reading or hiking and exploring. While much of that has been the case, I've also spent considerable time maintaining this lifestyle.
As the day begins, I check my gauges to see the level of my tanks and whether my grey and sewage tanks need to be dumped soon. Will I need propane? How about fresh water? How are my batteries doing? (ie how much solar energy do I have for electrical needs and if enough, can I spend that night at a place with no electrical service?) 
Do I need groceries? gas? Is my truck needing servicing soon?
I then have to decide where to go that day and where the services needed are available. Places that fill up  propane tanks that are built in ,are not always easy to find. As for dumping the tanks, campgrounds have dump stations but most in Canada don't open until May or June. They also charge a fee if you don't camp there and while in Toronto, I had to drive to a campground at the city limits and was able to dump and get some fresh water for a fee of $20. I think truck stops provide the same service but I haven't tried those yet.

Staying at a campground with hook ups and often propane available, makes life much easier. Parking at a site may take a bit of manoevering. If the RV is not level, the fridge may not work well and I have levelling blocks I can use (I also have a gauge to check to see if I'm level). I then hook up my sewage hose, the hose for fresh water (including a pressure regulator and a filter), and my electrical cord with a surge protector since some electrical outlets may result in surges. My RV needs 30 amps. I may need an adapter to plug into a household current or another adapter to plug into a 60amp outlet. I then open my propane to supply my stove, furnace and water heater. The fridge runs on propane when I'm not hooked into an electrical outlet.
I put out my slideout (push button on my control panel).
This creates extra space and makes my motorhome feel like a home rather than a camper.

After that, it depends on how long I stay. I could put out my awning (manual), a mat for outside and chairs.
Then explore the campground for where everything is. Most have showers (I have a tiny shower in the RV but don't want to use up my water if I don't have to and their large showers are much more comfortable). Staying there is also a good opportunity to do laundry if they have the facilities.
Some parks provide TV cable and that needs to be hooked up as well. Many parks have free wifi. I recently bought a hotspot from Bell so I can have internet almost anywhere I go in Canada. It is a flexible cost depending on how much I use it, so it's good to take advantage of free wifi when possible.
I'll have to get a different system when I'm in the US next winter.

Making meals in my RV can be a challenge as the only counter space I have is a board my brother-in-law made to cover one of my double sinks. I could also use my dinette table.
Beside my sink is a 3 burner propane stove with a tiny oven.
Door to right leads to bathroom


 
For groceries, I usually stock up along the way to a destination.
Putting supplies away is an art in itself as I don't want anything shifting too much when I'm driving. 
Forgetting to stash my spices properly resulted in a recent crash of my spice bottles when I had to come to a quick stop. One of them broke and my floor was covered in turmeric! My motorhome still smells like a mideastern restaurant!
Freezer on top of fridge on left
Sleeping arrangements are limited. I can pull out my couch to make a bed, top it with a memory foam and add sheets and blankets as needed. This is rather makeshift and I'm now thinking of removing the couch and putting in a proper twin sized bed which would be a lot more comfortable. Instead of sheets and blankets, a down comforter might be easier. 
The goal of simplifying my life continues!
I can also rearrange my dinette to make a bed, much like those on a train.

My time at the campsite is often used to check my RV. The gas gauge, oil, and tire pressures require attention. I may get out my collapsible ladder to check my roof and clean off my solar panels.
Some of the seams on the frame need caulking and I'm presently looking into applying new weatherstripping around the door to keep drafts out in cold weather.
It would be nice to find an alternative way to power my engine to make my driving more environmentally friendly. I heard of a woman who drives her van using vegetable oil she gets from restaurants!

Before leaving a campsite, I need to check my tanks and gauges again. It's a good idea to dump the tanks since any extra weight results in reduced gas mileage. However, depending on where I stay next, I may need to keep some fresh water.

As I get used to RV living, I sometimes feel like 
"stranger in a strange land". 
It requires learning new skills, having an open mind, being flexible and tolerant, maintaining a sense of humour , and loving adventure.

My heart is filled with gratitude.

 " Do not go where the path may lead, go instead where there is no path and leave a trail."
                                    -- Ralph Waldo Emerson

"Everyone thinks of changing the world, but no one thinks of changing himself."
                                        --Leo Tolstoy

Trivia: 
Researchers estimate there are approximately 6900
languages spoken around the world.
In Papua, New Guinea, the population of about 4 million speaks over 800 different languages.
( info found in "Coffee News")

And this anecdote:
Minister giving sermon: "Dust we were and dust we shall be."
Timmy : " Gee, Dad, there must be someone under my bed either coming or going! "

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Monday, 13 April 2015

The illusion of fears

Shortly after leaving Nashville and driving north on #65, I crossed into Kentucky. After a few miles, I saw a sign for the Mammoth Cave National Park and was drawn to check that out. A long, windy road with forests on both sides, brought me to a lovely campground where I decided to stay for the night.
Again, I was camping in a forest, listening to the song of birds. Beside me was a family with 3 young children who invited me to their campfire that night.They were delighted by some of my stories and taught me to make Smores, amazed that I didn't know what those were:
 You toast a marshmallow over the fire, then squeeze it between 2 graham crackers on which there is a piece of chocolate and voila, a Smore! It's definitely sweet, and difficult to have only one!
I was grateful to be able to share the experience with them.

The next day was Easter and I woke up to warm sun shining through my windows. I walked over to the Visitor's centre and learned about the cave.
Mammoth cave is the longest cave in the world (over twice as long as any known cave) and so far, 400 miles of it have been explored. Geologists think there could be as many as 600 more miles to be discovered!
The cave has been designated as a World Heritage Site and also the core area of an International Biosphere Reserve.
Many forms of life can be found in this cave, including insects, lizards, fish and bats. Because of living in darkness, the fish have no eyes or pigments. Bats have become endangered due to "White-Nosed Syndrome", a disease caused by a fungus, spreading throughout the eastern US. It is not harmful to humans and so far has not been found in Mammoth Cave but precautions are taken and visitors must walk on mats containing a cleansing fluid when leaving the cave.
 Only a few miles of the cave have been developed for tours by installing low lights that are turned on and off by the guide , stairs in steep places, and a path.



Initially I wasn't sure if I would go on one of the tours, often feeling claustrophobic in small spaces. Then I thought this would be a safe way to face some of those fears and I signed up for a 2hr, 2mi tour. I mentioned my concerns to the guide and he suggested I walk near him. He told me that with fears of claustrophobia, it's really not about being in a small space that's the problem but rather, the fear of not being able to get out. 

Entrance to Mammoth Cave
The entrance and initial cavern were quite large and the way was lit as our group of about 150 people walked along a path, another guide bringing up the rear. The various rock formations were incredible and beautiful.
In some places on the ceiling, you could see names printed by early explorers. They would tie a lit candle to a long stick to make the small smudges forming the letters.

The guide informed us of the 300ft change in elevation on 
 this tour as we were walking across a grid over "The Bottomless Pit". He shone his flashlight showing us water far below.
As we progressed to deeper levels, I became quite uncomfortable, remembering to take slow deep breaths and reminding myself that this cave has been around for millions of years. When checking to see how I was doing, he told us that the cave is the safest place to be in an earthquake because it is so stable!
At one point, he turned off all lights so we could experience 100% darkness, something that most people have never encountered. I thought about how these kind of fears are an illusion. Just because it is dark, does not make it dangerous. We were with a guide in a safe place and he is in communication with people on the surface.
 It's amazing how our minds can influence how we feel! 
"Fat Man's Misery"


The next section was unexpected and had I known we would go through there, I might not have gone on that tour. There was a narrow opening to "Fat Man's Misery" which became a tight walkway, sometimes requiring me to turn sideways. That led into "Tall Man's Misery" which was a bit wider but the very low ceiling made it difficult to walk, bent over. I focused very hard on there being lots of air and on the stability of the cave, making it through without panicking. 
Facing fears really does reduce their impact!
The rest of the journey through the cave was interesting and I knew I would be able to do this tour again another time. What a great feeling!

I left the park and carried on driving north toward Detroit, the weather getting progressively colder and the vegetation less green.
After stopping for a night at a Cracker Barrel restaurant (another free place for RV's to park overnight) at
La Grange, Kentucky  and then at a Walmart at Bowling Green, Ohio, I stopped at "Maumee Bay State Park".
 It is situated on the Lake Erie shoreline SE of Toledo and about 68mi (110km) from the border into Canada.
I needed this time to sort out the receipts of things bought in US
(mostly for my RV ,such as my second solar panel). After almost 6 mos in US, I wasn't sure what I needed to claim. 

Maumee Bay State Park is a beautiful park set in meadows and marshes with a PA rate of only $14.50/night for electrical hook up. They had showers, fresh water, and a dump site available. I was fortunate to find this place since many northern parks are closed during the winter. It got close to freezing during the night but because  I had electricity, I was able to use my portable electric heater, saving on propane. 
It was good to empty my tanks too, since I had no idea where I would find a place to dump after arriving in Canada.

The next day, April 8, it didn't take long to drive north on I-75 to Detroit and it was quite easy to reach the Ambassador Bridge marking the border between Canada and US. 
Driving over this suspension bridge is always exciting because of its 2.3km length. This time I knew to follow the signs for cars instead of trucks ( My RV is usually a "truck" and when I returned east after buying my motorhome in Calgary, I took the truck lane and ended up in the midst of many transport trucks, finding out I should have taken the car lane! )
I reached Canadian customs without any problem. The guard was very pleasant and didn't require any receipts. I had claimed what I had bought and was over my limit but he waved me through.
It pays to be honest!

It was wonderful to see the Canadian flags and to be back in familiar territory. I love calling Canada my home!

I spent that night visiting a good friend near Windsor , then carried on to London, Ont where I had gone to school and worked and where some of my family and many friends still live.
 It is now April 13 and I am parked in the driveway of good friends, appreciating their hospitality. After I arrived, there was a lot of rain and I came down with a nasty cold. It feels terrible but then I decided to be grateful to have this time to rest!
 The weather has turned from very cold ( close to freezing at night) to warmer days. Signs of spring are visible with buds on some trees, crocuses blooming, and birds singing. How lucky I am to have the pleasure of experiencing such a long spring!

This is what awaits us here soon: 
(photos taken a few years ago.)













I plan to spend the rest of April in Ontario and then drive east to Nova Scotia, stopping to explore the Gaspe Peninsula which I have long wished to see.

The journey continues!


"Don't judge each day by the harvest you reap but by the seeds that you plant."
                                                -Robert Louis Stevenson

"To climb steep hills requires a slow pace at first."
                                                           -William Shakespeare


A story shared by a friend:

A man was telling someone that he and his wife were about to celebrate their 50th wedding anniversary. 
His buddy asked him what the secret was for the success of his long marriage.
He replied that for their 25th anniversary, he took her on a trip to Italy.
"So what will you do to celebrate your 50th anniversary?" asked his buddy.
The man replied, "I'll travel back to Italy to go pick her up!"







Friday, 10 April 2015

Sprinter?

This week I heard the transition from winter to spring referred to as "Sprinter" and that is what I have been experiencing for a couple of weeks now. It's been fun watching spring unfold and then reverse again as I began to travel north, with temperatures going from cozy warm sunshine back to shivering, chilly showers. It's too bad we can't send some of this water to California which is suffering from extreme drought!

On April 2, I arrived in Nashville and was happy to have my GPS as it is a much larger city than I expected, with large expressways and heavy traffic. My odometer passed the 100,000 km mark indicating that I had driven 21000 km since I bought my motorhome just over 6 mos ago!

The recording studio was in "Music City"and was easy to find. I not only got a place to park my motorhome but one of the co-owners, Barry, got me a guest ticket to a dinner and music show.
Spring blooms in Nashville
The show was great and I enjoyed listening to a few of the old country and western songs but I also felt some disappointment since those singers could never sound the same as the original ones. I knew times had changed and that many of  those classic C+W singers are gone and yet I had hung on to my teenage fantasy of what I thought Nashville would be like, not wanting anything to have changed. Then I thought of how wanting to hang on to a previous moment in time, is missing the precious moment of that day.


     Staying at the parking lot overnight                                
The theatre I went to

felt rather uncomfortable. Initially there was loud music from several bars nearby and then, after everyone left, I was the only one in that large parking lot besides one empty car.
I moved to a hotel lot the next day after getting permission and woke up to birds singing their hearts out in a blossoming tree nearby. 
Taking a shuttle bus downtown to Broadway St, I visited the" Grand Ole Opry", only to discover that the original building is no longer there and that the show has had several homes. This one is in a large old church that was converted in 1943 and is known as "The Ryman Auditorium". The tickets were expensive and I decided that since I would not be seeing those C+W singers I loved so much , I would buy CDs of Patsy Cline and Jim Reeves instead. It felt nice to be walking around that area of the city where so many of the old stars used to sing. The shuttle driver was fun and had a sign indicating "Anyone over 80 rides free if accompanied by parents."
Downtown Nashville, the old and new buildings









The Grand Ole Opry



Arriving back to where I was parked, I walked over to the "Gaylord Opryland Resort and Convention Centre". Covering 5.5 acres of land and with 2881 rooms/suites on 6 floors, this hotel is the largest I have ever seen and ranks as 29th on the list of the world's largest hotels.

There were several large areas of tropical trees, plants and forests as well as waterfalls, fountains, and even a river where you could go for a boat ride! Restaurants were scattered throughout this magical place and it felt wonderful to spend time there, particularly at night with thousands of twinkling lights , all inside.











Waterfall inside hotel

I was ready to leave the city after 2 days and it took me a while to decide whether to continue east or to go north toward Canada. When I got to the highway turn-off, I went north with no idea of where to stop that night. I knew I would find a place and shortly after that, I discovered another fascinating place to stay and an unexpected good experience.
That will make a good topic for my next blog!

A friend gave me this riddle: What is most difficult to open? (answer will follow at the end)
"Underneath even the most annoying behaviour, is a frustrated person who is crying out for compassion."
-Richard Carlson, author of "Don't Sweat the Small Stuff."

"Man cannot discover new oceans unless he has the courage
to lose sight of the shore."
-Andre Gide, French author

Answer to riddle:
A closed mind.




                                                                                                       






Wednesday, 1 April 2015

The Lure of Music

Petit Jean State Park , just west of Little Rock Arkansas, was a relaxing place to rest for a few days. After a 1/2hr drive up a mountain road, I came to the park and its forest of large pine trees. Along the entrance were groups of daffodils in full bloom  and interspersed among the pines were flowering wild pear trees. The songs of many birds added to the peaceful atmosphere.                                                            
    At first it looked like I would not be able to get a 
campsite due spring break for the schools and the campsites had been reserved weeks ahead. Luckily there was a last minute cancellation while I was waiting and I got a site for 5 days ! It was glorious to have so much time in such a wonderful place, to rest, go for hikes on their many trails, or catch up on e-mails at a lodge nearby.

The park is named after a French girl who, in the 1700's, disguised herself as a boy to secretly travel with her fiance to the New World and this mountain. He had refused her to come with him due to the dangers of going to an unknown land and promised he would send for her after checking it out. Her disguise was so good he didn't recognize her and the other sailors named her Petit Jean due to her small size. On the night before leaving  to return to France, she became critically ill and her identity was discovered. She begged him to forgive her and requested that she be buried on that mountain that she loved so much.Her grave site is now visited by many travelers.

There are several well traveled hiking trails throughout the park, often following Cedar Creek which resulted from Cedar Falls, a 95ft waterfall and popular attraction.

Cedar Creek













While at the park, I met many very nice people who lived in nearby towns or cities and wanted to spend time camping with their children. It was delightful to watch the children playing in the forest and listening to the music of their laughter.
Quite a few visitors camped in tents and it must have been cold for them during the night unless they had a tent heater.
The days were warm enough for T-shirts.
One day there was a thunderstorm, my first heavy rain in a long time. I was happy to get my RV washed!

On March 30, I travelled about 4hrs on to Memphis,Tennessee (pop just over 1/2 million) with the worst traffic I have yet encountered. The highway was busy enough with numerous large trucks (and some motorhomes!) and construction , that I decided not to drive into Memphis to visit Graceland (the former home of Elvis, sigh!)
As I had nothing else arranged for a place to park for the night I was going to stay at a Walmart on the outskirts of the city. A security guard informed me that parking there overnight was illegal and told me I could park at Sam's parking lot across the road. I've noted that some Walmarts now don't allow overnight parking for RV's or trucks due to their parking lots being owned by private companies. I was grateful to have a place to park!

The next day, I continued my journey, stopping at a McDonalds to use their free wifi to check on campgrounds along the way. I found a PA (Passport America) RV park , about 4hrs east.
The countryside had been rolling hills with some flat stretches and large fields bordered by forests.
As I drove eastward, I was watching spring unfold as if in slow motion : more blossoming bushes and trees appeared, the grass became greener and had a more lush appearance, young leaves were appearing on the trees and clumps of daffodils could be seen around some mailboxes. After the snow and ice of winter, the magic of spring never ceases to amaze me!




When I arrived at Tanbark campground, I was welcomed like a part of the family. The manager Gena, showed me to my site and gave me information about the park and the area.
Because I have PA membership, it cost me $12.50/night for full hookups, free wifi, laundry facilities and showers! I so love getting a good deal, particularly if it's also a pleasant, quiet, and well maintained park. Several people live here full time in their motor homes or trailers. For $250/mo plus electricity, it's an inexpensive way to live!
Tomorrow, I will go back on the road for the 1hr drive to Nashville, a place I have wanted to visit since hearing country and western music when I was a teen ager....Johnny Cash, Patsy Cline, Jim Reeves...
Gena made some phone calls and arranged for me to park overnight at her brother's recording studio across from Grand Ole Opry. Oh, I think I can hear the music already!


Some astronomy facts:
In the upper left shoulder of the constellation Orion is the bright star Betelgeuse. It is a supergiant red star 1 million times brighter and  1000 times larger than the sun. It is calculated to be as big as the radius of Jupiter's orbit around the sun!
(from "Understanding the Universe: An introduction to Astronomy" by Alex Filippenko)

"Look deep into nature, and then you will understand everything better." - Albert Einstein

"The clearest way into the universe is through  -a forest wilderness" - John Muir, Botanist