Monday, September 24, 2012

September 2012

Greetings!

As you know or can imagine, the Pacific Northwest is a beautiful place in the summer, and most of our sunny season is spent beneath the tall firs and shady alders of our own little 6-acre slice of heaven on the northern Olympic Peninsula. We had some fun side-trips this season, always returning to the little 8’ x 12’ cabin we call our summer home. As difficult as it will be to leave this peaceful paradise in a few weeks, it is always a thrill to be hitting the road again. We hope you find much to anticipate with joy as you peer ahead into autumn. ~ Brian and Andi


Life OFF the Road

When summertime comes, Sierra-the-RV finally gets to put her feet (OK, tires) up for a while and let Herb-the-VW-bus take over the transportation duties. Herb winters under a special protective jacket at the house of some terrific and tolerant Olympic Peninsula friends. We peel off his cover in July, reconnect the battery, mumble a few hopeful prayers and fire him up. He becomes our daily driver for 3-mile trips to what we call Little Town (Joyce) and 15-mile jaunts to the Big City of Port Angeles (population 19,002 when we’re in town). Sierra lounges in our forested driveway collecting fir needles on her head and occasionally providing us with DVD movies on her TV screen while we run her generator to keep her batteries charged. We have also taken to using Sierra’s refrigerator during our months on the property – a previously unknown luxury while we are at “summer camp”!
Herb's turn to come out



Wish You Were Here

Did we mention taking some excursions this summer? Highlights include riding Amtrak south from Edmonds, then visiting several sights in Tacoma - Museum of Glass, Botanical Conservatory, Point Defiance Zoo and Aquarium. 


The dome of the "Hot Shop" at the Museum of Glass

How day do dat?

Very graceful - under water. . .


Driving through the rocky Cascades is a thrill in any season and we got to enjoy some places on the east side of the mountains before the current immense fires poisoned the air. 
Lots of pears in the Wenatchee Valley

The Wenatchee River near Leavenworth, Washington

Then there was a lovely day trip to the small lumber town of Forks and the coastal reservation land of LaPush (try not to swoon with envy, all you Twilight fans). An overnight visit to the Port Townsend area and a water view campsite rounded out a full season of travel experiences in our very own backyard. We are reminded why so many folks vacation in the beautiful and varied state of Washington.

A bay view through the madrone trees

Photo Collage: 

The W.W. Seymour Botanical Conservatory, Tacoma, WA















Thanks for joining us. Feel free to leave a comment below. See you next time!



Tuesday, April 17, 2012

April 2012


Greetings!
As in years past, Albuquerque has been very good to us. We have been residing in a friendly, familiar RV park on Kirtland Air Force Base. A level place to park and an electrical hookup constitute living the high life for us; cottonwood trees, mountain views and spring blossoms are just a welcome bonus. The base fitness center, library and stores are a short bike ride from the RV park and we have taken advantage of them all. Albuquerque is also one of the best markets for our concerts, so we have had a productive month. From here we head northwest to the very heart of the Four Corners region for scenic canyons, mysterious petroglyphs, dramatic sandstone formations and favorite microbreweries. We hope spring brings you splendors, mysteries and your favorite things, too. ~ Brian & Andi




Wish You Were Here

For those of us not blessed with wings, an impressive simulation of the flying experience is a ride on Albuquerque’s Sandia Peak Tramway. From a base elevation of 6500 feet, passengers are transported 4000 feet upwards in a dangling tram car that can hold 50 brave souls. With wonderful cousins who were visiting us from Colorado, we took a tramway “flight” as they call it, on a pleasant spring morning. It was an unforgettable 15 minute voyage above craggy granite slabs, deep canyons and tiny tree tops far below. When we reached the top, all of Albuquerque and its surroundings were spread out for our visual enjoyment. We made a survey of the ski lifts strung down the snowy backside of the mountain and admired the vistas in all directions. Temperatures at the top are generally about 30 degrees cooler than where we began our journey, though, and we were all content to climb
back into a descending tram to finish one adventure
and begin the next: the gift shop!









 
















Life on the Road
 This morning we sat on our RV sofa and watched out the window as Mr. and Mrs. Dove built a nest in the cottonwood tree that overhangs our campsite. He brought her twig after twig while she wove them into a little round basket in a protected intersection of tree branches. They paid us no mind whatsoever and this was not the first time that our home on wheels has given us a front row seat for critter watching. It seems we drive a big “duck blind” that screens us from the view of creatures outside. Once Sierra is parked, many animals seem to take no notice of her, nor do they see or smell the human occupants. Tinted glass and partially closed Venetian blinds also help make us undetectable.  Unobserved, we have been allowed close-up peeks at birds, elk, squirrels, jack rabbits, deer, cottontails and even coyotes. Of course, we never use our stealth windows to spy on our human neighbors…

















Coffee Chat

We are about to enter the area covered by what AAA calls its “Indian Country Guide Map” of New Mexico, Arizona, Utah and Colorado. For entertainment laced with local information, it is fun to read regionally based fiction about the Four Corners area. Our authors of choice are Tony Hillerman (featuring Navajo lawmen Joe Leaphorn and Jim Chee), James D. Doss (with Charlie Moon of the Ute Tribal Police), and David and Aimee Thurlo (Ella Clah, Navajo Police Special Investigator). If you are up for a longer read, try the Anasazi Series by Kathleen O’Neal and W. Michael Gear, a trilogy beginning with “The Visitant”.

 
Did You Know?

The famous “Clovis Points” made by ice-age men are named after Clovis, New Mexico because these particular stone weapon tips were first discovered near there. A more appropriate name might have been “Portales Points” after the closer town of Portales, but the inside story is that Portales was in a “dry” county and the archaeologists preferred to reside somewhat farther away across the county line in Clovis so they could wet their collective whistles after a long day at the dig.

(Photo: modern Clovis Point made by
Tommy Heflin of – you guessed it – Portales.)



Albuquerque Collage











Wednesday, March 14, 2012

March 2012


Greetings!

When we last Buzzed you, we were in Tucson beginning a nice long stay in a favorite RV park on Davis-Monthan Air Force Base. That sojourn is now coming to an end, but we have reminded ourselves why we keep coming back to Tucson. During this visit, business and pleasure have taken us to all four compass points: from the serene eastern cactus lands at the base of the Rincon Mountains to the small but real range called the Tucson Mountains in the west, and from the very feet of the towering, jagged Santa Catalina Mountains in the north to the flat land in the south where Davis-Monthan Landing Field was established in 1925. Counting on our fingers, we concluded that this was our 10th year coming to this city in the Sonoran Desert, and if the March luck of the Irish (and Welsh) is with us, there will be more trips in the future to this winter temptress called Tucson, Arizona.



Wish You Were Here


The only thing better than visiting a first class nature park like the Arizona-Sonoran Desert Museum is going as the guest of a kind and knowledgeable Museum Member. Such was our good fortune when our friend Linda Wert took us on a field trip to a place described in its brochure as “a world-renowned zoo, natural history museum and botanical garden, all in one place.” Armed with sunscreen, hats, snacks and a camera, we joined the many others museum visitors who decided it was the perfect day for an outdoor adventure. As we made our way from the rapidly filling parking lot to the entrance beneath the wide museum sign, we were met by a staff member with a huge barn owl perched on his arm. Folks asked lots of questions about the owl, but the owl, of course, only had one – “Who? Who?”

Under blue sky and hot sun, we strolled along meandering paths both paved and gravel to enjoy sweeping desert vistas, cactus varieties ranging from tall and majestic to short and pudgy, newly blossomed flowers of gold, purple, orange, white, pink and magenta, and special habitat areas displaying bear, wolf, javalina, puma, prairie dog and deer. The critters tended to be napping in shady nooks but we got glimpses of most of them.














 One of the highlights was the Raptor Free Flight show where several museum birds are flown out in the open, sometimes high and distant, sometimes diving and brushing the heads of thrilled onlookers. The Chihuahuan Ravens, Grey Hawk, Great Horned Owl, Prairie Falcon, and Ferruginous Hawk all returned to their gloved handlers on cue for tasty quail tidbits, but the Red-Tailed Hawk had other plans, riding the desert thermals up and up until he was nearly out of sight. The young staff in their earth-toned khaki clothing did not seem too concerned. The birds are too smart to give up the free room, board and water provided by the museum.















The hawk was still soaring when we left to see the limestone cave, mineral display and a special hummingbird enclosure with tiny birds sitting on their marshmallow-sized nests. According to Linda, the eggs in those nests are the size of those miniature breath mints called Tic Tacs – just one of the many things we learned during our terrific excursion to the Arizona-Sonoran Desert Museum.

















Life on the Road
As more and more of our contemporaries approach retirement, we note an increasing curiosity about undertaking (no, not “undertakers” - well, maybe that, too) travel adventures similar to ours. There are many considerations to weigh when comparing the various methods of seeing the United States: Car or RV vs motorcycle or bicycle, tent camping or trailer vs hotel or motel, restaurants or room service vs picnics or travel cooking. Keeping in mind the obvious practicalities regarding your pocketbook and the contents therein, it all boils down to what makes you most satisfied, physically and mentally. If you operate best with daily showers, lavish meals and a perfect bed, you might have to sacrifice the smell of bacon and wood smoke on a cool, campfire morning. If you desire the spontaneity of going wherever you want whenever you want, you might avoid getting the biggest, most deluxe RV. Many magnificent wonders of nature offer nearby motels, but not all. A road trip by fuel-efficient car is cheaper than driving an RV, but you’ll need a place to spend the night. So many considerations! Our own choice with the VW bus then the small RV is for adventure over comfort, flexibility over certainty, and long term, low-budget travel  instead of brief, expensive vacations. Our advice to you? Know yourself and understand what really makes you happy, take a trial run before changing your lifestyle, and if you only pack one thing, make it your sense of humor! Good luck. 


Coffee Chat

We found ourselves pondering a comment heard on the TV show “The Mentalist” regarding wealthy and influential people versus the meek and humble: “At the end of the game, the king and the pawn go back into the same box.”


Did you know…

We picked up a pocket UV (“black”) light to see what the local minerals would reveal in the dark. During a nighttime investigation, not only did some seemingly boring white rocks shine pink or orange under our purple beam, we also got a glowing reaction from many things in our RV – toothpaste, sneaker soles, plastic water bottle, engine additive, upholstery buttons, and ukulele fret markers. Yup, lots of things shine in black light, but there was one object we were glad not to find. Apparently scorpions glow in the dark under UV light. Meeting these particular arachnids is something we are happy to leave out of our desert experience.


 Sonoran Spring