Adventures in Yooperland

Yooperland? On Monday, June 16th, after our rally in Oshkosh finished up, we headed up to Escanaba in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan. Folks who live in the Upper Peninsula, or the U.P., refer to themselves as "Yoopers." Escanaba is a small city on the upper shores of Lake Michigan. We actually stayed at the Island Casino about 13 miles West of Escanaba. The casino had a nice little RV park in the back parking lot. We were accompanied on the journey from Oshkosh by some friends of ours, Paul Ferrenti and Barbara Lang. They are members of most of the same FMCA chapters as we are and are also full-timers. Went to the casino but didn't have much luck.

On Tuesday we went out geocaching with Paul and Barbara. They had never been caching and wanted to see what it was all about. They got very into it and have expressed an interest in becoming cachers. We found seven caches together and Paul found three of them on his own. One of the caches we found was our #100! This is a milestone for cachers. After our caching we had a nice dinner together.

Wednesday morning one of the caps in my mouth came loose. This is a pinned crown that seems to come loose at least once per year. I drove into Escanaba and found a dentist's office that was able to get me right in. The doctor took an Xray, glued the cap back on and I was out in less than an hour. Other than going back to the casino for dinner and a little gaming (unsuccessful), we didn't do much.

Thursday we packed up and headed East along the upper shores of Lake Michigan to St. Ignace. Paul and Barbara headed West - we will meet up again with them at the Full-timers rally in Hinckley, Minnesota. St. Ignace is the little town on the North side of the Straits of Mackinac. The Straits seperate Lake Michigan on the West side of Michigan from Lake Huron on the East side of Michigan. They also separate lower Michigan from the Upper Peninsula. The five mile long Mackinac Bridge connects the two Michigan's. Until the bridge was built in 1957 the only way to get to the U.P. was through Wisconsin like we came, or by ferry from Michigan. We settled into a nice little RV park on a hill overlooking Lake Huron.

Friday morning we got out early and headed over to Mackinac Island. This island is in Lake Huron, a couple miles off shore from St. Ignace. The island is only about six square miles in size and the only way there is by ferry from either St. Ignace or Mackinaw City, on the South end of the bridge. The interesting thing is that no motorized vehicles are allowed on the island. There is a state highway that runs around the perimeter of the island, but no cars or trucks. All transportation is by walking, horseback, horse and buggy, or bicycle. Many of the homes on the island are mansions that date back to the late 1800's or early 1900's. It is a very pretty and interesting place to visit. We spent most of the day there, going through some of the many shops and just walking around the island. We also did some geocaching there, finding 5 caches on the island.

On Saturday we decided to drive across the bridge to the lower part of Michigan and visit Mackinaw City. The drive across the bridge was pretty cool, the bridge is four lanes, but only the two outside lanes are paved with asphalt, the two inside lanes are open grid work. The center of the bridge is 200 feet above the water and the bridge is five miles long. It is a toll bridge, but the toll is only $3 each way. While in Mackinaw City we did some shopping and some geocaching. We found five more caches down in lower Michigan. That night we had dinner back in St. Ignace on the North side of the bridge at a little restaurant in downtown called the Marina Pub. The food was very good and I would recommend it to anyone staying in the area.

On Sunday we packed up for the arduous 55 mile trip north on I-75 to Sault St. Marie. This town is in the area where the St. Mary's River connects Lake Superior to the West to Lake Huron to the East. Our original plan was to stay at the Elks Lodge where they had four water/electric sites right on the river. When we got to the lodge there was one open site, but the grass was about 18 inches tall so we decided to go to the RV park about a half mile down the road. The RV park was also on the river, only six dollars more than the lodge and we were able to park on pavement. We had a great view, facing the river, and were able to watch the big ships go up and down the St. Mary's River. The center of the river is the dividing line between the U.S. and Canada so we were looking into Canada from our site.

After we got settled into the park we went to do some sightseeing in Sault St. Marie. We went downtown and poked around in the shops for a little while, then went across the street to the Corps of Engineers park where the Soo Locks were. Unlike the Straits of Mackinac, where Lake Michigan and Lake Huron are the same height, the surface of Lake Superior is 21 feet, on average, higher than that of Lake Huron. The only way to get ships between the two lakes was to construct large locks to raise and lower the ships, depending on the direction they were traveling. The visitors center had a very interesting history of the locks at this site, the first of which was built in the early 1800's. Right now there are four large locks on the American side of the river and two on the Canadian side. Most of the large shipping traffic goes through the American side since those are the largest locks, over a thousand feet long and two hundred feet wide. While we were there a large freighter came into the locks from Lake Huron (the lower lake) and we watched as they brought the ship into the lock, pumped up the water raising the ship 21 feet or so, then letting it out onto Lake Superior. It was very interesting to see how this process worked and to find out that there are some 60 million tons of shipping through the locks each year. That's a lot of ships!

On Monday we got up early to go to Canada for the day. There is a large bridge over the river that connects the two countries. It only took us about 5 minutes to go through the Canadian entry point, although they did ask a lot of questions. We spend several hours driving around looking at the sites in Sault St. Marie, Ontario, Canada, then did some geocaching. (Yes, there are caches all over the world) We found six caches in Canada. We then went by the Canadian Elks Lodge in Sault St. Marie, Ontario. We introduced ourselves and showed our American BPOE cards and were welcomed into the club. We had a couple of drinks and chatted with several of the guys in the bar. I was amused to note that Canadians (at least this bunch) really did say "hey" a lot! We got our first Canadian Elks Lodge pin for our banner. After we left the lodge we stopped at the duty free store located just before you got onto the bridge back to the USA. We found that booze was very cheap compared to the prices we had seen elsewhere in the Midwest USA. We bought two 1.75 Ltr. bottles of Absolute for $29.95 each - they sold for over $42 in the stores in Michigan and Wisconsin. The gal at the store told us that we would have to pay duty on the bottles when we went back to the States, but that it was only about $4 a bottle which still made it a bargain. I put the bottles on the back seat in plain view and we headed across the bridge. When we got to the entry post we gave the Immigration Officer our passports and he asked a couple of questions, including what we were doing in Canada. We told him we had gone over for some sightseeing and to do some geocaching. He asked what that was and we had a five minute conversation about what geocaching was. He handed our passports back and told us to go ahead. He never asked if we brought anything back.

Tuesday afternoon we decided to do a little geocaching around the Sault St. Marie, Michigan area and found another six caches. Afterwards we went by the Elks Lodge where we were originally going to stay. It was a very pretty lodge with a great view of the river, but not especially friendly. We chatted with some folks at the bar, but they were visiting Elks also, staying in the RV park.

Wednesday, the 25th of June, we left Sault St. Marie and headed West to Ishpeming, Michigan. this is a small town just West of Marquette, Michigan on the shore of Lake Superior. The next day, Thursday, we drove into Marquette so Jackie could go to the urgent care facility. She seems to have a real bad cold or allergies and was feeling pretty lousy. The docs gave her some prescriptions and we drove around Marquette for a while, waiting for the Elks Lodge to open. We then stopped there and visited for a couple of drinks. The Marquette Lodge was very nice and very friendly. From there we drove about six miles West to the town of Nagaunee and stopped at the Elks Lodge there. Also a nice friendly lodge. When we left there we finally stopped at the Ishpeming Lodge, which was only about two miles from the RV park we were staying at. All three lodges had about 500 members or so and were very friendly. All three also had lodge pins available so we were able to add to our banner.

On Friday we packed up and headed West out of Michigan and back into Wisconsin, stopping at the little town of Saxon. Saxon is about 21 miles East of Ashland, which is a moderately large town. However, Saxon is in the middle of nowhere. We pulled into the RV park and found that it was an RV park, gas station and bar, all rolled into one. You registered for the park and bought your gas inside the bar. However, the park turned out to be OK, back in a little meadow surrounded by woods. Big sites with full hookups and pretty inexpensive. Unfortunately, there was NO phone service, NO wifi, and NO T-mobile Internet. Since we were only there two nights it was no big deal, but it was different to be completely out of touch for the first time in many months. That afternoon we drove into Ashland to see if we could find a laundry to wash clothes, but didn't find anything satisfactory. We drove by the Elks Lodge, which was a very large building with a golf course, however, Jackie was still feeling puny so we didn't go in. We thought we might go back the next day, but on Saturday Jackie was still not feeling well, so we stayed in for the day.

On Sunday we headed out of the North Woods and crossed into the great state of Minnesota at Duluth. Duluth, and its Wisconsin twin Superior, sit on the shore of Lake Superior at its far Western end. From there we headed south on I-35 towards the town of Hinkley, Minnesota and our first rally of the 2008 summer series. With that we will end the saga of Yooperland and pick up next time with our rally adventures. We will be going to five rallies over most of July, all of them within a hundred miles or so of Minneapolis/St. Paul.

We will catch you all up on the happenings after the rally tour. Until then, stay safe, have fun and enjoy your life. We are enjoying ours!

Milwaukee - Roy's Boyhood Home

Schlitz, Blatz, Pabst - the beers that made Milwaukee famous. Pabst is still around, but now as a limited production “designer” brew instead of the blue collar working man’s beer it was when I was a kid. The rest are just memories. Maybe I didn’t make Milwaukee famous, but I did live there the first 12 years of my life, so a visit to my childhood home was on our agenda. We left Portage, Indiana on Wednesday the fourth of June and headed North. The weather was much nicer than it was when we visited Chicago the day before - however, the traffic through the Chicago area was heavy and the roads were horrible. They were rough, torn up and frost heaved, or they were under construction. The freeway was under construction from downtown Chicago all the way to the Wisconsin border. Needless to say, when we arrived in Milwaukee I was ready for a cocktail and a little relaxation. We settled into the State Fair RV Park which is on the grounds of the Wisconsin State Fair in West Allis. The park was all paved parking lot but it had full hookups and was right in the middle of town which made it real convenient for sightseeing around Milwaukee.

The next day we did the “Roy’s childhood” tour. I only remember the four places we lived from about age 6 and I was able to find all four houses, or in one case where the house used to be before the state bought it and built a freeway over the site. I also found all four of the schools I went to during this period. The picture here is the last place my mom, brother Dennis and I lived in before we packed up and moved to Arizona with my soon to be step-dad Russ. The house was a duplex and we lived up on the top floor of the house. I was in seventh grade when we left Milwaukee in 1960. The next picture is of the apartment building in which my parents lived when I was born in 1947. They lived in the first apartment on the right side of the building. I know this because the address is on my birth certificate. The building is still occupied as apartments, although the neighborhood is kind of seedy. We spent most of the afternoon driving around different parts of the south-central area of the city that we lived in with me pointing out different childhood memory locations to Jackie like some crazed personal tour guide. The only thing I wasn’t able to find that I thought I clearly remembered was my aunt’s house where I used to spend a lot of my time as a kid. Her youngest son, Roger, was the same age as me and was probably my best friend growing up. I knew the area within a couple blocks, but never could pinpoint the house.

Later on in the afternoon we visited the Milwaukee Elks Lodge # 46. The lodge is now located way north and west of downtown, but in a very nice building. They have about 400 members. The group at the bar when we visited was very friendly. That evening we went to a Cajun restaurant in downtown West Allis, about two miles from the RV park. We had found the restaurant, called Crawdaddies, in a local tour book and decided to give it a try. It turned out to be one of the best restaurants we have ever been to. The food was outstanding and the service was great. It was true Cajun food, but not overly hot, just the right amount of zing. They also had a great tee shirt which, of course, I had to buy. I would strongly recommend that anyone visiting Milwaukee check out this place. It is at about 71st Avenue and Greenfield Road in West Allis. You won’t find better Cajun outside of New Orleans.

The next day we headed out in the afternoon intending to visit Kenosha, Wisconsin, South of Milwaukee. Jackie lived in Kenosha for about a year with her first husband back in the early 60's and wanted to see if she saw anything she remembered down there. We decided to stop on the way at a costume shop in West Allis to see if they had any pirate costumes. The rally we are going to next week in Oshkosh has a pirate theme. That shop had something for Jackie, but didn’t have what I wanted in my size. But they had another store in one of the northern suburbs that the sales clerk called and they did have it, so we drove up there. In the course of all this chasing around looking for costumes the weather turned bad with heavy rain and the promise of more to come so we decided to wait until the next day to do Kenosha and headed back to the coach for the rest of the day.

The next morning we headed down to Kenosha and spent several hours driving around the area. Unfortunately, Jackie couldn’t remember much about the area and we were unable to find any of the places she lived or remembered. Since we were already down south, I decided to head west to Elkhorn, Wisconsin, where my grandparents lived when I was young. They lived in a farming area near town and close to a lake, however, the area has grown up so much that I was not able to figure out where the house might be. I also couldn’t remember the name of the lake and the maps we had didn’t show the names of the nearby lakes. I have since remembered that the lake was Wandawega and I have found the area on a map. So if we are ever back in the area I think I will be able to find the place. After striking out both places we headed back to the RV park to relax before leaving to head for Oshkosh the next day. Not much relaxation as about 4:00 in the afternoon the tornado warning siren went off and we had to head for the shelter (the office/restroom complex) and ended up being there for over two hours while this torrential set of thunderstorms came through. Luckily there were no tornadoes at the park, but one was sighted at the zoo only about three miles to our north. We have pretty much decided we don’t care for the weather in the Midwest!

The next morning, Sunday the eighth, we headed up to Oshkosh, Wisconsin for our rally. The rally, being held at the county fairgrounds, was being put on by the International Area (abbreviated INTO) of the Family Motor Coach Association (FMCA). For those who don’t know, FMCA is subdivided into a whole series of geographical areas. (Western, Eastern, Southeastern, Etc) Each area then has numerous Chapters set up around common interests. The International Area was created to be the area for those Chapters who were national in scope and didn’t have a particular geographical component. All of the chapters we belong to, such as Monaco International, Elks International, Full-timers, are INTO chapters. Like most area rallies this would be fairly small (200 coaches or so) compared to the full FMCA conventions like the one in St. Paul in July which will have two or three thousand coaches.

I had been asked to serve as a volunteer captain by the rally chairman, so although the actual rally didn’t start until Thursday evening, we were asked to arrive early, so we came up Sunday afternoon. My job was to set up all the signs around the rally site, including the directional signs on the roads coming into the fairgrounds, and all the various signs in the parking lot and inside of the buildings. It is amazing how many signs you need at a large rally! I spend most of Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday making and putting up signs. On Thursday the rally started with the evening entertainment and the group was the Marlin’s. We had seen them once before at a Monaco rally in North Carolina. They were very good and played a mix of oldies along with some comedy bits. It rained most of the afternoon and night and there were periods when the rain was so heavy you couldn’t see across the parking lot. Fortunately, most of us were parked on blacktop or gravel. There were a few people parked on grass and at one point the water got so high in one spot the rally master had to air up his coach airbags to keep the water from getting into his storage bays.

Friday, Saturday and Sunday were the rally days. Fortunately, the weather changed and was very nice for the rest of the rally. There were only a couple dozen vendors at this rally so it didn’t take too long to go through the shopping. We had also been to most of the seminars at previous rallies, so we didn’t attend too many of those. I had to get up early each morning because in addition to being utilities captain, I was also the sound engineer for the Frustrated Maestros at breakfast. The Maestros are another FMCA chapter that provide amateur entertainment at rallies. I had be up and set up each morning by 7 a.m. Yikes! Also, on Friday afternoon I was the MC and DJ for a chapter fair and block party. I played music and ran some contests. This was the major event that was pirate themed. They had costume contests for men and women and a beard contest. Both Jackie and I wore our pirate costumes and looked pretty good, I think. The entertainment for Friday night was an old guy who used to do sound effects for Warner Brothers cartoons and for Disney. He put on a pretty funny show. Saturday night was a jazz band that was OK and did manage to get people up dancing.

One thing we did do on Sunday was finally sign up for our Alaskan tour. We have waffled back and forth about going to Alaska and finally decided to do it. We signed up for an escorted tour with Fantasy RV Tour and will be going in June of 2009. It’s a 48 day tour and should be a lot of fun. We decided that it would be better for us to go up with a group which included some professional guides rather than do it on our own. When we talked to the lady with the tour company we were originally looking at Mexico tours, but after looking at the timing and the costs, we decided we would rather do the Alaskan one first.

Sunday was the last day of the rally so I spent most of Sunday afternoon going around taking down all the signs I had put up the week before. We thought we might have to stay over on Monday to help clean up the rest of the rally, but we got everything that had to be done finished by late Sunday evening. We came back for Bingo Sunday night and Jackie and I both won, me $60 and her $75. Yea!

Monday morning and the rally is over. I had a brief 8:00 a.m. meeting of the captains for “debriefing” and then we were off to our next destination, the upper peninsula of Michigan. The report on that part of our journey will have to wait for the next blog.

Remember, life is a journey not a destination - enjoy the trip!

The Greatest Spectacle in Racing - The Indy 500

Yikes, its been almost three weeks since my last post! Time flies when you're having fun, and have we ever! Last time we had arrived in Springfield, Illinois on our way to Indianapolis for the big race. While in Springfield we did some sightseeing around the Illinois capitol. We spent several hours touring the Dana-Thomas house. This is a very large, beautiful home designed by Frank Lloyd Wright and built in the early 1900's. We also toured the old Illinois capitol building and walked around downtown checking out all the "Lincoln slept/lived/worked here" stuff. Lincoln is very big in Springfield!

On our last day in Springfield we did some geocaching around the general area. Many of the caches were in various parks along the shore of Lake Springfield, a very nice lake at the south edge of town. We managed to find eight caches. A couple of the finds took us to old abandoned sections of original Route 66, which was a concrete divided roadway through this area before the freeway came. We also made a couple more visits to the Elks Lodge and found them to be a fairly friendly group.

On Wednesday, May 21st we left Springfield and traveled East to Crawfordsville, Indiana, about 35 miles Northwest of Indianapolis. We wanted to be able to arrive fairly early at the racetrack on Thursday for our rally, so we planned a one night stay at Crawfordsville. On Thursday morning we arrived at the track about noon and were able to get settled in. The rally parking was on a nice level gravel parking lot right across the street from the south end of the race track. We were only three coaches in from the street, very convenient for viewing the craziness of race weekend. (More about that later)

After we settled in we walked over to the track and spent a couple hours walking around the infield area where there were a bunch of sponsor booths and souvenir stands set up. One of the party tents was sponsored by Jim Beam and when you went in, you got a wrist band with two detachable tabs, each one good for one free drink! Since Jackie doesn't drink bourbon, I managed to get five nice cocktails! (one return trip the guy didn't take my tab) Yea for walking distance parking! Also got to drive the race car simulator - like a video game on steroids. The cockpit was on hydraulic legs for motion simulation and you were all belted in and hunkered down just like in the Indy cars. There was a big TV screen in front of you and away you went on a simulated banked oval. If you got down too low on the track, or up against the wall, the simulator would shake the beejeebees out of you. Quite a lot of fun. Didn't even have to pay for the fun because it was sponsored by AAA and you got to ride it if you were a member.

The next morning was Friday, which is "Carb Day" at the track. This is the day when the Indy cars get their last practice session before the race on Sunday. It was named carb day from the days when cars actually HAD carburetors and they would do the final fuel calibrations. Of course, everything is electronic controlled fuel injection now, but we found out over the course of our stay here that tradition is very big at Indy. There was also supposed to be a 100 mile Indy Lights race in the afternoon. The Indy Lights are to the Indy cars as the NASCAR Busch cars are to the the Cup cars. They "only" go about 185 mph rather than the 225 that the big boys drive. Jackie woke up Friday morning with another bout of vertigo and decided to skip the activities at the track. I packed up and headed over about 10 to watch the practice session. They got in about two laps and the rain started. It then rained on and off the rest of the day, cancelling both the final practice session and the Indy Lights race. I finally gave up about 2:00 and headed back to the coach. We spent the rest of the day doing some light shopping and checking out the area. Our rally also included a dinner Friday night, however, it was set up as an outside event with no tent or shelter. Although it was raining, most everyone from the rally came over to the catering area and loaded up from the buffet line. It was a basic fried chicken, beans and coleslaw kind of meal, so we were able to just take it back to the coach and eat. No camaraderie with your fellow campers, but hey - free food.

Saturday there are normally no activities at the track, however, because of the rain on Friday they rescheduled the Indy Lights race for noon. The weather was nice again and Jackie was feeling better, so we headed over to the track to watch the race. There were no assigned seats for this event so we watched from the bleachers right behind the pits on the front straight. The race was pretty good, although from our seats we weren't high enough up to really see anything except about 100 feet of the track. Also, since it was only a 40 lap race, there was no pit activity to watch. After the race we went back to the campground and noticed a significant increase in activity along 16th street, the road that runs along the south edge of the speedway. As the afternoon wore on, the number of motorcycles and cool cars continued to increase until it was a continual parade. Come to find out, Saturday night before the race is the "happening" night. 16th street becomes a cruising site from the corner of 16th and Georgetown, which is the main entrance to the track, to a place called Mike's Speedway Lounge, about a mile east. We had actually been told about Mike's by someone we met at an Elk's Lodge in Colorado. He told us that Mike's was a "have to visit" place.

About 6:00 we drove down to Mike's and found a relatively dive bar with about three hundred motorcycles in the parking lot. We went in, had a couple drinks and ate dinner there. They only had sandwiches, but they were pretty good. Afterwards we took a couple drinks outside and sat on the grass at the side of road next to the parking lot and just watched the bikes and cars cruising in and out of Mike's and the bar across the street. The music was playing and people were having fun. Apparently, the police suspend the drinking in public laws unless you are creating a disturbance or driving because everyone in the parking lot and walking on the street had a drink in their hand. About 8:00 we went back to the campground and found everyone from the rally sitting in their lawn chairs along the side of 16th street. As the night came there were literally hundreds of motorcycles going up and down the street, thousands of people walking around and everyone having a great time. About 11:00 the people from the rally started to head back to their coaches, so Jackie and I took a walk down towards Georgetown Road. This road runs north and south along the west side of the speedway. We found that they closed the road to traffic and let folks set up booze and souvenir booths along the street. There were about 25,000 people walking around the streets partying and it was almost midnight. There were cops all over the place, but while we were walking around we didn't see anything except people having a good time. I chatted with one Indy cop and he told me that about 2:00 in the morning they would get a few fights breaking out and that the party would go on until probably 4:00 or 5:00 in the morning. We went to bed about 1:00 and fell asleep by the sound of motorcycles cruising the street. This has to have been one of the more interesting and entertaining "events" we have been a part of since we started travelling.

Sunday morning, Race Day. The race was scheduled to start around 1:00, but we went over about 10:00. We wanted to experience the whole happening so we had lunch at one of the vendors and then went up to our seats. We actually had great seats about two thirds of the way up the grandstand which was right in the middle of the "short chute" between turns one and two. We were up high enough to see both turns, the short straight between them and a little bit of both front and back straightaways. There are no seats at Indy that let you see the whole track, so ours were pretty good. We watched all the pre-race stuff, the parade of drivers, a salute to veterans with about a hundred uniformed folks from all services parading around the track in pickup trucks. Good old Gomer Pyle (Jim Nabors) sang Back Home in Indiana like he does every year. Florence Henderson did God Bless America (she apparently does it every year too) and Jackie and I both decided she probably ought to retire. The little cutie from Dancing with the Stars, Juliane Hough did a great job with the National Anthem. The flyover was a group from the Navy Top Gun school and was two Navy F-18 Hornets and two F-16's decorated as "aggressors" with a big red star on the side. Gee, I wonder who they're supposed to represent?

The race went for almost five hours, which is a long time to be on a hard metal bench with no backrest, but we brought booze. It was a great race and until you actually attend a race you don't appreciate the colors and noise the cars make and how fast they are actually going. TV is a comfortable way to watch a race, but being there makes a big difference in how you appreciate the sport. I had found the same thing in my previous attendance at NASCAR races. There were a couple of wrecks on our end of the track, and the paper the next day said there were more accidents at this race then in the last 10 years. No big wrecks though, and no one hurt. One of the nice things about our seats was that not only did we have a good view of a pretty large section of track, we had one of the big "Jumbo-tron" TV screens in the infield right in front of us. That way we were able to easily keep up with what was going on around the rest of the track. The best thing about the seats was that after the race we got up and eight minutes later we were sitting in a lawn chair with a drink watching the other 350,000 fans try to get out of the track and out of the area. Interestingly, within three hours there was no one on the street. When I lived in Phoenix, it would take four hours just to get out of the track parking lots after the NASCAR race.
On Monday morning, Memorial Day, we headed out of the rally site for a campground on the other side of Indianapolis, actually about 30 miles East of town. We went there to visit with some good friends of ours, Randy and Charlene Basom. These are folks that we met on the road the first year we were traveling. They are also fulltimers and have the same year and make of coach we have, with the same exterior paint scheme. We have met up with them several times over the last couple years as we wandered the country. Their daughter Amy, and her husband John, live in a small town East of Indianapolis. Amy has just had her first baby, a little girl named Abby. We had been with the whole family last 4th of July in Washington and this was when Amy had found out she was pregnant, so Jackie thinks of herself as an adopted aunt. We wanted to spend a few days with the five of them. The first night, Monday, we met them at a local restaurant for dinner in celebration of Amy's birthday. The second day we went over to John and Amy's place for the afternoon and for a BBQ dinner there. Randy and Charlene have their motorhome parked in the yard next to the barn. They have been staying there for about four months helping while Amy was pregnant. The third day we were there we again spent the afternoon with the group, but this time we took them out geocaching. Randy and Charlene had never heard of it before we talked to them about it and they thought they might enjoy it. We went out and found six caches in a couple hours that afternoon and Randy and Charlene were hooked.

On Thursday morning we bid farewell to the Indianapolis area and started north towards Elkhart, Indiana. Elkhart and the surrounding area are an RV manufacturing center. Monaco Coach has a couple of factories there and also has a factory service center. Our coach was due for its annual service (oil, lube, filters, etc.) and we thought since we were going to be in the area anyway we would go to Monaco for the service. The service center has a free campground for customers so we checked in and got set up. The down side to using the factory service center is that they start work at 6:30 a.m. We don't normally do anything before nine or ten in the morning, so having to get up at five to have the coach ready to roll into the garage at 6:30 was tough on us. Friday morning came and we managed though and by 8:00 we were eating breakfast! Another unusual event for us. They finished off the coach late in the afternoon so we parked back in the campground, planning to leave for the Chicago area first thing Saturday morning. Saturday morning we packed up the coach and got on the freeway heading towards Chicago. Right after we started I noticed that the transmission temperature gauge was very erratic and was jumping all over the dial. One of the things I had serviced on Friday was the transmission. Since the problem hadn't existed before Friday, I guessed that the tech had either broken a wire or left one loose. Since I didn't want to travel with a malfunctioning gauge, we turned around and went right back to Camp Monaco and set up again. We relaxed on Saturday and on Sunday decided to go and do some geocaching in the area since we were stuck there anyway. We managed to find nine caches, all right in the downtown Elkhart area. We found several very nice parks we would never have seen were it not for our geocaching hobby.

On Monday morning I got the service writer at 7:00 and told them about the problem. They took the coach right into the garage and by 9:00 it was fixed and we were ready to roll. It had been a loose connection on the sending unit, probably bumped during the servicing of the coach. Since we were only going to be able to spend two days in the Chicago area because of the delay in getting out of Elkhart, we elected to stay at a campground in Gary, Indiana, about 25 miles from Chicago. The next morning, Tuesday the 3rd of June, we headed into Chicago for some sightseeing. Unfortunately, it poured down rain the whole day so we weren't able to do any real walking around. We drove around the city and looked at the sights as best we could, but we really couldn't do it justice. I guess we will just have to come back to Chicago someday. We will be leaving for Milwaukee, the city of my birth, on Wednesday morning. Our stay there will be the topic of my next blog chapter.

Until then, keep the shiny side up and the greasy side down!

Race Across The Heartland

Well, it's been two weeks since our last post and we have spent that time going through the great central plains, dodging storms all the way. We left Seibert, Colorado for Russell, Kansas and watched the thunderstorms in front of us for the whole trip. The thing about the prairie is that you can see forever, so it makes the skies look a lot worse than they probably really are. Every time it seemed that we were going to drive into a big black stormy area, the freeway would take a jog and we would miss the storm. Lots of lightning to look at though. We found a little campground in Russell, just off the freeway and settled in for a couple days.

Our first stop was the Russell Elks Lodge. Nice big building with some pretty friendly folks. The next day we did some geocaching in and around the town. We found eight caches. The neat thing about geocaching is that it is kind of "forced" exploring of the area. You find the little parks in town, sometimes get to see historical or geographic features you normally wouldn't find, and occasionally learn a little history. This town is right in the middle of the Kansas oil field and one of the caches was inside of the local oil field museum. Learned a little bit about the history of oil exploration in the area. Another one of the caches took us to a huge sink hole just off the freeway. The sink holes are caused when the oil is pumped out of the ground and the ground subsides.

After staying in Russell for two days we were off to Topeka, Kansas, the State capitol. We wanted to go to the Elks Lodge, but the address that we got from the BPOE Elks web site actually took us to a Lodge of the IBPOE of W. This was an organization that we first learned about a couple years ago in Florida when we accidentally came across one of the lodges there. This organization is the Improved Benevolent and Protective Order of Elks of the World. They are also referred to as the "Black Elks". For those who don't know the history, the Elks, formed in 1868, did not allow black members until the late 1960's, so in 1898 a group of black community leaders formed the IBPOE of W. According to their literature they have nearly half a million members nationwide. Their rituals and activities are very similar to the BPOE Lodges. The lodge we came across in Topeka was closed, however, the order does allow BPOE Elks to come into their club rooms - we, along with our friends David and Marianne Conner, went into one several years ago in Ohio. We were welcomed in and had a good time chatting with the folks there and learning a little about their order.

After a couple days in Topeka we moved east to the Kansas City area. Although Kansas City proper is actually in Missouri, we stayed just across the line in Merriam, Kansas, a suburb of the city. The locals talk about KCMO (Kansas City Missouri) and KCK (Kansas City Kansas) as the two parts of the area. The second day we were in town we went on one of our famous Elks Pub Crawls, even though the entire area was under a severe thunderstorm warning and a tornado watch. We stopped in at four lodges on the Missouri side. One of the Lodges, the Northland Elks in North Kansas City had a tornado go through just a few days earlier. The storm had completely demolished a couple buildings right across the alley, but had only knocked a few tree limbs down at the lodge. Very lucky.

Every lodge we went to bought one round for us, so we ended up having at least two drinks in every lodge. We didn't get back to the coach until about 9 o'clock at night. Fortunately, no bad weather came up while we were out and about. We did have a good time and added some pins to our banner. By the way, our banner is up to nearly 300 lodge pins now!

That night we had a storm come through the area with really high winds. About 12:30 a.m. we heard this huge noise and the power went out. We hadn't felt anything hit the coach and it was dark and rainy out, so we didn't see anything outside. When we got up in the morning, the power was still out and we noticed that right across the road from us in the park a huge (five-foot diameter) tree had snapped off and fallen, hitting a trailer directly across from our coach. It was a small camp trailer and fortunately, the owner had gone away for the weekend so the trailer was vacant. The tree smashed down on the back of the trailer, near the bedroom - the weight of the tree lifted the front of the trailer completely off the ground. The limbs of the tree also hit the park's office/manager's house and punched a hole in the wall! It also fell right on the main power lines coming into the park, cutting power to the entire park. I'm not sure how, but the owners of the park had a tree service out there by 8:30 (on a Sunday!) cutting up the tree. We left at noon to go to a couple more Elks lodges in the area and do some sightseeing. When we got back to the park at about 6 o'clock, they had cleaned up most of the tree and the electricians (again, on a Sunday!) had restored the power to the park. Our last full day in KC we spent doing some geocaching in the area. Again, we found eight caches and had a really good time.

On the 13th of May we left the Kansas Ciy area for Saint Louis. The trip was windy and a little rainy, but not too bad. We settled in at the Casino Queen casino in East St. Louis, on the Illinois side of the Mississippi, right across the river from the St. Louis Arch. We had done most of the St. Louis tourist stuff when we were here a couple years ago, so we didn't spend much time in the city. We did go to a couple Elks lodges in the southern suburbs of St. Louis one day, and then a couple of Elks lodges on the Illinois side of the river on another day. We also stopped into the "Mother Lodge" of Missouri, St. Louis #9 for a visit. We had been in this lodge two years ago and found them to be pretty friendly. We made two very short visits to the casino while we were staying in their park, but didn't have much luck. They didn't have any nickel poker machines and the machines we did play didn't give us much back. The Casino Queen advertises the "loosest slots" but they weren't for us! One nice thing, Illinois bans smoking in all buildings open to the public, so the casino was non-smoking.

On Saturday, the 17th of May we left St. Louis and took a long 85 mile jaunt up to Springfield, Illinois, the capitol city. We will be up here for four days, then take off to Indianapolis and our rally at the Indy 500! After we got settled in at the park just south of the city, we headed to the Springfield Elks Lodge. We had learned that the Illinois State Elks Association was holding their State Convention in Springfield this weekend, so we thought we could meet a bunch of local elks. However, when we got to the Lodge there were very few Elks there. (A lot of folks at a wedding reception in their hall, but few Elks) Although the Springfield Lodge was the host lodge for the convention, the events were all downtown at the Crowne Plaza Hotel. Today we are going to go out and do some sightseeing in the area. We will also probably do some geocaching while we are here.

In the last two weeks we have gone from Denver to Springfield, Illinois, just under 1,000 miles. We have dodged storms and been wet for the majority of the two weeks, but were lucky and didn't have any really bad weather. Even the wind that blew the tree down in KC wasn't really any stronger than some we have seen in the Indio area in the past. We have come to really rely on our weather radio and the Internet weather radar to keep posted on any possible severe weather. Most of the time we were in Kansas and Missouri the radar showed severe weather and tornadoes to the south of us, about 150 miles or so, but we never had any immediate threats. Hope our luck holds for the rest of the summer!

The next report will be after the Indy. Until then, enjoy every day!

Springtime in the Rockies

Our last episode found us in Silent Valley, in the mountains above the desert floor of Banning. On Thursday, April 17th we left Silent Valley to begin our trip east, with the first stop being in Laughlin, Nevada. We stopped in Laughlin for a weekend outing with our old friends from the Indio Elks Lodge camping club, the Desert Drifters. There were 10 rigs at the Riverside Resort RV Park, and three other couples staying in local hotels because they didn't want to take their rigs up due to the high fuel costs. On Friday night we had a cocktail hour with heavy snacks. On Friday, Jackie and I, Dave and Maryanne, and Bill and Lynette took the jet boat ride from Laughlin South to Lake Havasu and the London Bridge. It was about 70 miles down the Colorado River, much of it through areas not accessible by land vehicle. Although the ride was a little rough in places, it was still great fun. We had lunch in Lake Havasu, did a little quick shopping, then back in the boat for the ride North.

On Friday night we had a pot luck with the group that was a lot of fun and too much good food. On Saturday a bunch of us got together and took a ride up to Oatman, Arizona, an old mining town in the mountains East of Bullhead City. We had lunch and shopped for a few hours, then headed back to Laughlin. Saturday evening the group went out on the little riverboat from the casino for a dinner cruise. It was OK, although the food was only fair and the service not so good. At least the company was good and we talked most of the dinner with the others in our party. Jackie and I went over to several casinos during the evenings of our stay, but didn't do really well until the last night when Jackie hit a Royal on a poker machine and cashed out enough to make us even for the weekend. YEA!

On Sunday, while our friends headed South back to the desert, we packed up and headed North through Vegas towards Hurricane, Utah. Hurricane is a few miles North of St. George, Utah. One of the highlights of the trip is going through the Virgin River Gorge in the Arizona Strip. There is a 35 mile part of I-15 that goes through Arizona between Mesquite, Nevada and St. George, Utah. We had a good trip and checked into the Western Horizon resort in Hurricane for a week's stay. On Monday we did some geocaching in the area and found 11 caches. On Tuesday we took a drive to Zion National Park. It has been many years since I was in Zion and Jackie had never been there. The park is simply breathtaking - a huge red rock canyon with two thousand foot cliffs on both sides. We spent the whole day there taking in the sights. We did a couple of short hikes to scenery sites and took a lot of photos. It is nice because they don't allow cars in the main part of the park, but have a free shuttle that takes you all over the park. We really had a great time.

Wednesday we drove back down to Mesquite, Nevada for a little more gaming. Didn't do very well. We did stop at the Mesquite Elks Lodge for a cocktail and visit. On Thursday we took a drive North to Kolob Canyons, which is another part of Zion National Park. This is a very small area with beautiful canyon vistas. While we were up that way we drove around Cedar City, Utah and stopped at the Elks Lodge there. Friday we did some more geocaching and then went to the St. George Elks Lodge for dinner and drinks. They had karaoke that night, so we ended up staying until about 10 o'clock singing. Saturday we stayed around the coach and Sunday morning we packed up and headed for Salina, Utah, a little town on I-70 about 30 miles East of the I-15 junction.

The original plan was to spend a couple nights in Salina, then head East on I-70 to Grand Junction, Colorado for another couple nights stay. However, we were checking the weather forecasts and learned that there was a winter storm moving into the Rockies starting on Thursday. Since we knew we had to go over the Continental Divide on I-70 (11,100 Ft.) in order to get to Denver, we decided to cut our stays in both Salina and Grand Junction to one-nighters. This put us going over the Rockies on Tuesday in beautiful weather. The climb up the Divide was a little slow in places, but the scenery was spectacular. The weather was clear, but cool, so there was no threat of overheating, even with the long, steep climbs. We stopped at the rest area at the Divide and the snow on the sides of the road were as tall as the motor home. After we went through the Eisenhower Tunnel over the Divide, then I had to work to keep the coach from running away from me on the down side of the mountains. At one point there is a ten mile long, seven percent grade. The speed limit for vehicles over 10,000 pounds was 35 MPH and it was a really good idea!

We finally pulled into the Denver area in the early afternoon and went to the Westminster Elks Lodge. This lodge is about 10 miles from downtown Denver and has a great RV park. They have 40 spaces, many with full hookups. We got one of the full hookup spots and settled in for a five day stay. Wednesday we drove into Downtown Denver for some sightseeing. It was 81 degrees and I was running around in shorts and a tee shirt. We also did some Elks visitations, stopping in at the Denver and Arvada Lodges. The Denver Lodge (#17) was in a huge building, although they only have about 500 members. The bartender showed us around the building. The Arvada Lodge was in a building that had been an old Safeway store, but you couldn't tell after the way the remodeled it. The people we met there were very friendly and gave us a tour.

On Thursday morning we woke up to a gray sky and 40 degrees. At about 9 a.m. it started to snow and by noon we had about two inches on the ground. First time the coach had ever seen snow. We were sure glad that we had modified our plans to get into Denver early because we heard that they closed I-70 over the Divide Thursday afternoon and it didn't reopen until late Friday! By Thursday evening the snow turned to rain and by dark all the snow on the ground was gone. Since we were parked and cozy, it was a fun adventure to see the snow. That evening we went down to the Lodge for cocktails and their taco night. Great food, ate too much!

Friday we drove around some more, picked up our mail at the UPS center, and did some shopping at one of the local malls. Saturday we engaged in one of our famous (and fun) Elks Pub Crawls. The first lodge we went to was Aurora, however, we found the building closed and vacant. We later found out that they had been forced out of the building by the city and were in the process of trying to find another home. After that we went by the Littleton Lodge, the Englewood Lodge and the Lakewood Lodge. The Littleton Lodge was very friendly and had a very pretty lodge building. The Englewood Lodge was OK, small and not very friendly. In fact, we didn't even stay for our free second drink! The Lakewood Lodge has about 1,400 members and is the largest Lodge in Colorado. They had a great building and were also very friendly. We got tours of both the Littleton and Lakewood Lodges.

This morning we left Westminster and the Denver area and again headed East on I-70, starting to work our way across the prairie. We are now headed across the part of the country known as Tornado Alley and it is the height of the severe storm season. We will be sure to keep the weather radio tuned to the right channel and watching the skies. I told Jackie that it was like playing weather roulette - you just hope that your number doesn't come up! This afternoon we stopped in the little town of Seibert, Colorado, population 190. We stopped here because the mileage was right and there is a Passport America RV park. We got a full hookup, 50 amp pull-through site for $15. Hard to beat that when you are on a budget. Very small-town America here too - the guy running the park was very friendly and helpful. We didn't want to unhook the car, so we walked two blocks to the town's only store and when we walked in the lady behind the register said, "hi, you must be the new arrivals in space 2." I guess we had a stunned look on our face because she then told us that she and her husband ran the park and also owned the food store. For a minute we thought they had spies in the trees watching our every move and reporting on us.

We are only here for one night, then on to points in Kansas. Unless something spectacular happens, I will post again in a couple weeks. Until then, I hope we don't meet Toto or Dorothy!

Springtime In The Desert

First I apologize to any of our regular viewers for being so long between updates. It's just that we have been having a very relaxing spring after the hectic February rally tour. The last chapter had us leaving Yucaipa after the last rally and heading for Desert Hot Springs. We were again at the Western Horizon's park, Desert Pools Resort. We had a very pleasant two week stay there, visiting with friends in the Desert mostly. We did begin participating in our new hobby, geocaching. We had first become really interested in the hobby after talking to several people at the Elks International rally in Lancaster.

For those who are not familiar, geocaching is essentially a high tech scavenger/treasure hunt. A "cache" is usually a hidden container of some sort which normally holds a logbook. Depending on the size of the container, it may also contain "swag" or trinkets and booty of any kind. Caches can vary from micro (film canister for instance) to small (Altoids tin) to normal, which can be a large Tupperware container, ammo box, gallon sized plastic container, etc. Usually they are camouflaged in some way. Any member of the geocaching community can hide a cache. When the cache is hidden, they use a GPS device to determine the GPS coordinates of the hiding place and then post the cache on the community's web site, geocaching.com. The entry on the web site will give the name of the cache (usually a hint in itself of where the cache is), the GPS coordinates, and usually a description of the type of cache, size, contents (when first placed) and general location information.

Other geocachers then access the information on the web site, download the coordinates into their own GPS devices, and try to find the cache. If the cache is found, the finders sign the logbook in the cache and rehide it. If the cache is big enough, they may leave some little trinket. Our first few caches we left some ladybug buttons. You can also take something out of the cache if you leave something. We have seen all sorts of odd and interesting "swag" in caches. After an geocaching expedition, you go onto the web site and log in your finds. The web site keeps track of the logs and lets everyone know who has found what caches, and when.

While we were in Desert Hot Springs we purchased a moderately priced Magellen handheld GPS, set up our geocaching account name (we are the TravelingHolts, same as this blog) and did our first searches. We found about six within a mile or two of Desert Pools. As of today, we are up to 34 finds and have searched in Desert Hot Springs, Banning and Idyllwild areas, as well as along Highway 243 between Banning and Idyllwild. We have found this to be an excellent and interesting hobby that gets us out of the coach and into the great outdoors (Yikes! Exercise??) We really enjoy it and look forward to doing it as we take our summer trip back to the Midwest.

One interesting development took place the last week of our stay at Desert Hot Springs. I (Roy) had been dealing what what I believed to be a sinus infection since January. I had periodic intense pain on the right side of my face, right behind my nose. Since we had both had very bad colds (or flu) in January, I assumed that something had "stuck" in my sinuses. While we were in Lancaster in February I went to the urgent care and the doctor there agreed that it was probably sinuses, and prescribed an antibiotic. Nothing changed, I still had the periodic pain. Then in March Jackie needed to go to the doctor for a pneumonia shot so she suggested I go to urgent care there to see what they could do. After giving the doctor my symptoms, and answering a bunch of questions, he finally said that he was pretty sure that I was suffering from "Tic Douloureux" which is a condition involving the nerves in the face. The medical name for the condition is trigeminal neuralgia. The symptoms are basically a sharp, almost electric-like pain around the nose area whenever certain "trigger" points are touched. The triggers can be anywhere on the affected side of the face. (The condition only affects one side) My major trigger points were the lip, cheek and eye. If I touched any of these places, even a light touch, I would feel the very sharp pain in my nose area. It makes it very difficult to eat and even talk when having a flareup.

Apparently there are generally two causes for the condition, the more common being an unexplained inflammation of the nerve, the less common being a tumor of some sort. So, just to be on the safe side, the doc sent me that afternoon for an MRI. Fortunately, the MRI was normal, thereby disproving occasional accusations by my dad that I did not have a brain in my head. The doctor put me on a medication that is normally for epileptic seizure disorders which has also been shown to help my condition. He also referred me to a Neurologist who confirmed the diagnosis a couple weeks later. As of the date of this posting my pain is pretty much gone and the only major trigger point is around my right eye. The doctor has me on an increasing dosage of the medication with instructions that when the pain is gone I level out at that dose. I think I am getting pretty close. There is no cure for the condition, only treatment - I hope I can keep it under control.

On Wednesday, the 19th of March we left Desert Hot Springs and headed up into the mountains above Banning to Silent Valley. Silent Valley is a large time-share type RV resort which we had bought into about five years ago, before we went full-time. We can stay at the resort for up to 120 days per year at no cost other than the yearly maintenance assessment. Owners can stay for up to 30 days and then have to leave for at least 10 days before they can come back. The resort is about 10 miles up State Route 243, the road that runs between Banning and Idyllwild. The park is at about 3,500 feet so the weather is a little cooler than down in the desert area. This is the resort at which we were staying in October of 2006 when the forest fire came through and trapped us in the park for a couple days. It is a very nice park with big sites, full hookups, a bar, restaurant, store and activity centers. We really enjoy staying here and plan to spend our full 30 days this spring and come back in October, after our summer trip, for another 30 days.

The day we arrived I noticed while we were setting up camp that I had a problem with the electricity. It seemed that only half the coach was getting 120 while I was plugged into the shore power. When I started the generator I had good power all over the coach. I spent about two hours trying to troubleshoot the problem and then all of a sudden everything was working normally. A few days later, in the morning, the problem popped up again. Again, before I could figure out what was going on, it started working again. A few days later it went out again and this time stayed out. After about four hours of work, several telephone conversations with RV technicians, I found out that the reel used to store the shore power cord had gone bad. One of the brushes in the reel which transfer the power from the shore power cord to the coach itself had burned and pitted and was no longer transferring current when in certain positions. That was why the problem would go away, apparently I had moved the reel by bumping it or something, moving the burned brush to a new location which allowed current to flow. Since the reel was not repairable, I just removed it from the coach, connected the shore power cord directly to the coach input and now all is well.

We have had a great time up here - Barry and Colleen came up and spent a couple nights with us and we have gone down to the valley to visit friends and take care of various errands. We have also done geocaching on several days as there are several hundred caches within 10 miles of the park. One day we drove down to San Diego to visit Jackie's mom. Had a very nice visit. Her Aunt Donna, who lives in Pismo Beach, was also down in San Deigo. The picture shows (L-R) Jackie, her mom, Bev, her brother, Dennis, and her aunt Donna. Dennis also lives in San Diego. One Sunday we drove to Garner Valley, which is South of Idyllwild to the Pathfinder Retreat closing ceremony. Pathfinder was the church sponsored retreat program which Jackie and I were pretty heavily involved in prior to our selling the house and going on the road. The group has retreats two or three weekends a year. The retreats, which go from Friday evening to Sunday afternoon, are very spiritual and uplifting. Jackie had been involved with the group for about 20 years and I got involved shortly after I moved to the desert in 98. The closing ceremony on Sunday is very moving and since we were so close (only about 30 miles) we decided to go and see our old friends. We had a very nice afternoon.

As of this writing we have a little less than a week to go here at Silent Valley. The weather has been generally good, cool for the most part with evening temps in the 30's. Just today it has started to warm up, although it has been very windy on many of the days up here. Nonetheless, we have really enjoyed our time here and look forward to coming back in October. When we leave here on the 17th of April we will be heading for Laughlin for a rally with our old friends in the Indio Elks Lodge RV club. We used to travel quite a bit with this group when we had the house and the small RV. We will be in Laughlin for three days and then we start our summer trip back east.

Our first stop is one of our membership resorts near St. George, Utah. We will be there a week. This resort is less than a hundred miles from a couple of National Parks, including Zion and Bryce Canyon, so we will have a good time sightseeing. We will then be going east through Utah, Colorado, Kansas, Missouri and into Indiana, where we have reservations to attend the Indy 500. After that its up through Illinois, Wisconsin, Michigan and Minnesota. In July we have a whole series of rallies in Minnesota, the same groups that we rallied with in February in California. This journey will be right at six thousand miles by the time we get back into Nevada in September. We are really looking forward to the trip (except for the fuel costs!) and I am sure that I will have blog material out the ying yang for our readers to enjoy.

Until the next time, this is the TravelingHolts bidding you a great day!

Spring 2008 Rally Tour - The Final Two!

On Friday, the 29th of February we left the Pomona Fairgrounds and headed a couple of miles south to Puddingstone Lake in San Dimas for the 3Ts rally. The 3Ts chapter always holds a two day rally immediately after the FMCA conventions as a sort of "R&R" from the hectic conventions. This was a small (six coaches) rally and very relaxed. We had a pot luck the first night and went out to a steak house for dinner the second night. We had a chance to wash clothes, clean house and just rest from the FMCA rally.

On Sunday, the 2nd of March we left San Dimas for the long 45 mile journey to the Yucaipa Regional Park in Yucaipa for the 100%ers rally. The 100%ers Chapter is comprised of folks who are true full-timers and live in their coach 100% of the time. We only had five coaches represented at Yucaipa for our three day rally. Jackie and I were the wagonmasters. On Sunday we had a heavy appetizer dinner after everyone got set up. We relaxed on Monday and then had a pot luck dinner. On Tuesday we all went out to the Olive Garden restaurant in San Bernadino. This was a very relaxed and easy going group so we had a pretty good rally.

The 100%ers was the LAST rally for the spring tour! On Wednesday we left Yucaipa and headed for the Western Horizon park in Desert Hot Springs, Desert Pools Resort. We will be here for two weeks and then plan to head up the mountain to Silent Valley, our time share park in the mountains. We hope that this visit to Silent Valley will be less exciting than our trip in October of 2006 when we were trapped in the park for two days with a forest fire raging all around us.

Until the next time, remember - life is a journey, not a destination - enjoy the trip!