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Heading South (To Get Warm!)

Posted: March 25, 2013 in Uncategorized
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Day 1 of The Great 2013 Florida Run

Because it just wouldn’t stop snowing, we were a week late getting the trailer out of storage.  What this meant was that we had only ONE (!!!) day to get packed up, stem to gudgeon, and hit the road.

Like a couple of rookies (um, the shoe fit, so…), we took everything out of the trailer when we stored it.  By “everything,” I mean EVERYTHING.  We promise to be slightly less idiotic next year.  I only say this so that you’ll be sufficiently impressed by the whole one-day-pack-up thing.

Anyhoo, we left yesterday morning at around 8:00 am(ish).  We had no sooner crossed the border from Windsor into Detroit, when a sudden road closure set us adrift in (my apologies if you live there) the armpit of the world.  Let me assure you, gentle souls, Detroit is not somewhere you ever want to get lost.

After having been punted off the highway so unceremoniously, we found ourselves tooling down Gawdknowswhere Avenue headed toward Getmethehellouttahere Boulevard.  Burned out buildings and garbage abounded.  Being the helpful Assistant Turnip that I am, I volunteered to but out the GPS and save us.  Hah!

It’s important to note here that the said GPS gizmo was a gift, at one point (to get him to stop reading maps while driving…!!!), from yours truly to His Bobness.  Also worthy of note is the fact that he has never once looked at it, touched it, or acquainted himself with its limitations (and there are many).  He thinks that the instant you plug it in, NASA boots up and says, “Ground control to Bob:  Our NomaddnessSAT telemetry advises us that you’re adrift in Detroit.  Please stand by for immediate extrication, over.”  HAH!  (Again).

What actually happens is that I, the aforementioned Turnip, plug the thing in, poke the “on” button (generally more than once…yeah, yeah, I know…), and then settle in to wait and see whether or not the Global Positioning Gnomes feel up for it today.  Usually, just as the initial start screen thing makes its lazy debut, Bob starts yelling, “Where do I turn?!”  To which I patiently (or not) reply, “Hold yer water.  It’s still trying to acquire a signal.”  After two years of owning this thing, he still hasn’t gotten the hang of that bit.  If we’re moving, the GPS can take anywhere from half an hour to never to figure out where we are.

While signal acquisition is in progress, we are doomed to repeat ad infinitum, apparently, the same volley of Q and A.  To wit:  “Does it say how far it is back to the highway?”  “It needsa destination to do that but I can’t give it one until….”  At this point, I become “#%!~” and he becomes “@$*!!”  It’s all downhill from there.

The rest of Day 1 was spent in icy silence, which seemed sort of apropos considering that the weather was nasty as well.  When we arrived in Hell’s Gulch (or somesuch), Kentucky for the night, we were advised by the way-too-cheery campground proprietor that in view of the anticipated sub-zero overnight temperatures, there would be no water.  We had none in our tanks yet because of the cold, so we were utterly waterless (no flushie, no toothbrushie).  In addition, when bedtime rolled around, we discovered that the lovely squishy gel/foam mattress pad I bought last year in an effort to comfify (is that a word?) our bed was frozen solid.  It was like lying on a plank.  In a refrigerator.  Sigh.

Blowing Off the Dust

Posted: March 25, 2013 in Uncategorized
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I had more or less decided to keep this blog just for our travel adventures.  Then it somehow became downgraded to keeping it for our really BIG adventures – none of those piddly little weekend jaunts or, heck, even the week we spent it Letchworth State Park in NY.  Pffft!  (That was awesome, by the way).

Ah, who’m I kidding?  It was just laziness, plain and simple.  I guess the whole notion of it being the end of our travelling season and nearing time to put our shiny new trailer away into storage for the winter kinda got me down.  

But seriously, who cares about all that.  It’s a shiny new trailer trash season and, at the risk of putting a tired old Willie Nelson song in your head…we’re on the road again….  🙂

Finally!  A half-assed internet connection!!  For the past, um… bunch of days we’ve had either diddly-squat or little intermittent bursts of ‘netness.  I also have this fargin’ punter of a laptop that hums away for a bit and then says, “Right, screw this!  I’m tired and it’s time for my nap.  Blonk!”  Dead as a Grand Canyon swan-diver.

Enough about my problems.  Let me tell you where we’ve been!

The day after the Grand Canyon, we went to a place called Sedona.  Sedona was once just a beautiful little town nestled amid stuff like this:

These days, though, Sedona is pretty much just an artsy-fartsy tourist trap with bunches of gift shops and not a whole lot else.  Still, it’s a gorgeous setting, and there are some interesting things to see.  Like this really cool church (the name of which escapes me at the moment but I’m sure the words “church” and “rock” are in there somewhere):

As for the gift shops, well, you can buy anything from Navajo blankies to El Cheapo made-in-china widgets and whatnots, or cool stuff like this:

(This photog by Shari)

After Bob had had enough of shopping (that only took about seven minutes), we went to see a really amazing cliff dwelling called Montezuma’s Castle (which has nothing to do with either Montezuma or castles):

Bob could spout the history of this amazing place, but he’s wandered off right now.  If he comes back, I’ll ask him, k?

After Montezuma’s Castle, we headed off to a little town called Jerome.  Jerome was, at one time, the site of prosperous gold and copper mines and is now just another artsy-fartsy spot, notable because it’s perched on the side of a pretty steep hill.  None of us thought to get pictures of its perchedness…  Yeah, I know… sigh…  I did have some fun taking pictures of people taking pictures, though:

That’s Bob taking a picture of me in the last one.  Okay, okay…. it’s not really us.  I have a fertile imagination…  🙂