Monday, August 31, 2015

8/31/15 Zoe in Pullman, Washington

Smokey View from Zoe's Front Door
With mixed feelings we pull into Pullman's Town Campground; very excited to see Zoe; very disappointed that we are socked in with smoke here too.  In addition to smoke, winds blowing across the plains produce a dust storm which feels apocalyptic. Smoke here is more acrid as not only forests are burning but so are houses, buildings, and livestock.  Very sad that three firefighters died last week fighting the huge fire in Twisp where Zoe worked in the field last summer when not otherwise evacuated herself due to fires. Unhealthy air quality warnings say to stay inside :(
Beautiful, Smokey View Of Palouse From Kamiak Butte
That said, we have 10 wonderful fun filled days with Zoe while John finishes the final draft of his SSG project, Deb catches up on our blog, and we make plans for where to lay our heads for the next few months. We have a couple of cookouts at the RV with Zoe's
Zoe's WSU Friends
friends including a couple evenings with boyfriend Gabe and his two darling little girls.   We attend Pullman's National Lentil Festival (yes
, I said Lentil Festival) which started in 1989 when this area grew 98% of all lentils in the US. We voted in the Lentil Cookoff and had the best lentil chili ever. The lentil ice cream was also great!     
         
On another clear-ish day Zoe takes us on a fabulous hike up Kamiak Butte, an isolated, steep sided, heavily forested hill.  A rare site on the Palouse, among it's vast miles of yellow rolling hills of wheat. Peculiar silt dunes characterize this Palouse Prairie which was formed during the ice ages from silt blown out from glacial outwash. Zoe takes Deb to a "hot yoga" class which she survives only by surreptitiously (sort of) putting an ice pack in her yoga pants. An ice pack which she just happened to have in her bag to return to Zoe!!!!! 

We visited the now 9 month old grizzly cubs (seen at 3 months old with Zoe in 7/27/15 blog),
Zoe Communing With Mountain Goats
and had a private feeding session with the WSU big horned sheep project where Zoe's friend has care and feeding responsibility. And ....we enjoyed our favorite Cougar Gold cheddar cheese made fresh at the university from their own cows. Zoe uses her juicer to make us a green juice and a carrot- ginger juice and we are soooo hooked!



Deb pulls our very big truck into a car wash (w/o RV) with 2 inches over the roof to spare and had to fold the mirrors in. All was going well until the dryer went over.  First pass, the 25 pound piece of modular kayak in the bed lifted up.  Second pass, it lifted way up blowing the huge bike cover out of the back of the truck and when it came down it was on top of the hitch.  She skidaddled out of there before the third pass blew it entirely out of the truck.  Lesson learned.


Brown Pool Of Rain Water
Wake up to leave on Saturday morning to warnings for high profile vehicles to stay off the road due to 70+ mile an hour winds, rain, dust storms and of course fire and smoke in our path.  Aw jeez, we get another day with Zoe :)  From brown soot filled clouds, it rains brown rain today for the first time in a month which clears the air a bit and helps with the fires, YAHOO!

Jack Update - 
Jack has been in Division Officer school in San Diego for two weeks now and loves it.  He is working real hard but also having fun learning to surf  with Kyle, an old family friend from Hawaii and Virginia, hanging out with ECU friends in Los Angeles, and with other newly commissioned Ensigns in his class, some of whom will be serving on his ship in Pearl Harbor. 

Condo Update - 
Club House

First building is almost complete and the Club House is well under way.  Framing has begun on our building!!! Thank you Richard (developer) for the "extended opportunity" to explore this beautiful country and visit loved ones!

Thursday, August 20, 2015

8/20/2015 Avalanche and McDonald Lakes in Glacier National Park


Avalanche Lake Under Smokey Cloudy Skies
Sunday we get up early to hike Avalanche Trail which begins from the Trail of the Cedars.  The smell of this thick cedar forest is intoxicating.  The raging creek has cut deep bowls into the rock bed providing waterfalls along the way.  The forest is so thick and surrounding mountains so high that the sun is not shining here yet and it feels eerily primeval.   A few sign posts and heavily trodden path are the only reminders of humanity.  After
Debra Hanging Over Deep Ravine
about 2.5 miles of winding ups and downs gaining about 800 feet in elevation, is Avalanche Lake surrounded by mountains and waterfalls.  The lake is crystal clear and the glacial silt run off makes it a deep teal color.   John tried to meditate but large chipmunks climb up the rock he sits on and literally poke him in the sides looking for handouts.  He gives up once they start chewing on our backpack.  We hike another mile to the opposite end of the lake where melting glacial waterfalls create streams into the lake.  A perfectly challenging trail in length, rigor and oh-oh my, magnificent beauty.  You need to come visit now as they predict the numerous glaciers in this park will be gone by 2030 due to higher average temps.  A recent news report says July was the hottest month ever recorded.

It is easy to understand why Native American’s fought so hard between tribes and with the white man for these most sacred lands.  We learn from a talk we attended by a local Indian women studying native cultural preservation, that the local tribes still “hate each other”.  They need to get over it she says but doesn’t hold out much hope.  Glacier is where tribes came in summer for spiritual renewal and in winter to hunt buffalo, being too rugged for year-round living.  She tells of mental and physical abuse at church sponsored boarding schools her grandparent’s generation were forced to attend, resulting in inter-generational mental problems resulting in high levels of alcoholism, suicide, family and drug abuse.  

Back to the camper, we pack lunch and head a couple of miles from the campground to Hungry Horse Dam which is the 11th largest cement dam in the U.S. built in the early 1950’s to control flooding and provide hyro-electric power.  At the end of the day John’s phone app shows we have hiked/walked over 10 miles today! We ice our knees and sleep like babies.
Lake MacDonald
 Really Cool Boat Camper
We extend our stay and move into the Park’s Apgar Campground on Lake McDonald.  To give our legs a brake we spend much of the next three days fishing and fish-aking (aka fishing from the kayak).  We don’t catch anything on 470 foot deep sapphire blue Lake McDonald but we do see a most unique boat camper.  Hard to believe this huge deep lake was dug out by an ancient glacier.  Many fires are still burning in and around the Park where smoke is ever present; sometimes light enough to see some blue sky and sometimes being so dense it stings eyes and makes breathing hard. 
Fantastic Bakery with Nick 

Driving up the Park’s remote western border to Polebridge to fish the North Fork River, we pick up a young back-packer to save him a 17 mile uphill hike.  In the middle of know-where is the locally famous Mercantile Bakery where we have incredibly delicious huckleberry bear claw pastry and buy huckleberry beer bread that we later make into yummy French toast.  Our backpacker, Nick just graduated from Johns Hopkins University and is applying to medical schools in between backpacking around Montana, Washington and Oregon.  John catches a white fish fly fishing in the North Fork and is reminded of a time when he was 18 years old fishing in Glacier on a family vacation.  John, his dad and Uncle were spread out along the river while Mom and sister Joan looked on from a nearby bridge.  The sound of rushing river water drowned out the girl’s alarming yelling and frantic arm waving in an attempt to alert John that a big grizzly was coming his way.   It veered off into the woods before reaching John.  He said he saw grizzly prints in the river but didn’t think it was still near by...... 
Deb and John Fishing McDonald Creek

We had a great day our last day in Glacier, hiking and fishing along McDonald Creek.  No catching but loved the hike where we saw several horse/mule trains and a couple of people floating at the base of one of the waterfalls.  After a few anxious moments, we noticed they weren't dead and had snorkel gear.  What the heck were they looking at down there?  Arrived back at the Campground to a Level 2 fire notice where high winds are expected overnight causing more smoke and possibly bigger fires.  Sure enough, we wake to thick smoke as we pack up and head to Pullman to visit Zoe.





  

Wednesday, August 19, 2015

8/19/15 Glacier National Park Hiking Highline Trail


Steep Drop Going Around Corner Going-To-Sun Road

A cooler day ahead for touring. We leave before 7 a.m. to drive 1.5 hours along Going-to-the-Sun Road in Glacier National Park to Logan Pass where the Highline Trail head begins.  Debra buys bear spray after seeing all the warning signs and listening to radio reports of the recent grizzly in Yellowstone who killed and ate a man.  We are deep in grizzle territory here and the bears are agitated from all the fire and smoke. NPR is also describing the fires burning in and around Glacier, while the smoke puts a veil over this magnificent scenery. There is a stiff wind this morning with possible thunderstorms which makes
Mountain Meadows at Logans Pass from Highline Trail

us even more anxious as lightening cause more fires.  All this is on our minds as we approach the Highline Trail, described by National Geographic as "cutting across a near vertical rock wall, so exposed that the park has strung a  hand cable for nervous hikers to clutch. Some people turn back at the sight of it.  Nonetheless, the Highline ranks among the finest high-altitude walks on the planet."  Without comment, we just go for it.  I ask John to stop for a photo which he does (bless his heart) then we steadfastly proceed before we chicken out.  After the sheer rock face the trail narrows from 3-4 feet to about 24 inches as it winds along the side of this mountain on the Continental Divide.
John On The Ledge of Highline Trail 
After about 1.5 hours, we have gone 2.5 miles along the 7.6 mile trail and decided to head back.  There are now many other hikers on the trail which makes for uncomfortable moments as we have to squeeze by on this narrow trail.  Next time we will be on the trail around 7 a.m. to avoid the masses.  Even through the smokey haze, the mountain flowers, waterfalls, marmots, valleys, glacier and mountain views are breathtaking.  Looking East from the Pass we realize the fires on this side of the Divide are producing serious smoke which obscures most of the view.  We decide not to continue to St. Mary's and instead decide to just explore the West side of the park this visit. 


The next day we have a well needed NO TRUCK DAY.  We are lucky to have one day a month where we are not driving the truck somewhere, and our goal for this second year is to have at least one 'no truck day' a week.   

We meet two nice Timber Wolf Campground neighbors from Wyoming. Claude and Connie winter in Calienta Casa Del Sol RV Park in Florence, AZ (between Tuscon and Phoenix) which is about where we want to be.  They invite us to play cards with them tonight, a form of Michigan Rummy we call RV Rummy.  Throw out 2's, mix 4 decks of cards on the table, each pick 3 cards, turn one card in the pile up, 3's are wild.  Pick up card from pile or from someone else's pile and discard face up in front of you.  Goal to get 3 of kind or run.  Pick up and discard when go out. Everyone else then has one more turn to improve hand.  Anything not 3 of kind/run counts 5 points 3-7; 10 points 8-K; 20 points Aces.  Mix all cards again, pick of 4, now 4's are wild; then 5's etc.  When get to 6's can do groups of 3, 4, 5, etc. of a kind/runs.  Lowest score when done with Aces wins.  FUN and EASY.  
Hoary Marmot at Logans Pass

Thursday, August 13, 2015

8/13/15 Driving Across Montana

The North Dakota fields of sunflowers and corn as far as the eye can see, turn into amber waves of grain as far as the eye can see in Montana.   In Glendive, MT we split off of I-94 and head northwest to catch Route 2 for the rest of our travels to Glacier.  The Dinosaur and Fossil Museum visit turns out to be quite an unusual experience.  This small private museum hasn’t got a lot of exhibits but what it does have is set in the backdrop of the Bible. They use some “interesting science” to explain how the earth was created about 5,000 years ago and how dinosaurs and humans lived at the same time..... 

It’s about noon and the temp is 101.  Haze covers the yellow wheat filled landscape which stretches for the 10 hour drive from Montana's North Dakota border to Glacier. Imagine all this has to be planted and harvested every year.  About every 10 miles is a grain elevator and a few buildings/houses.  Most of the wheat has already been harvested as can be attested to by the hundreds, maybe thousands, of rail cars we have seen.  We see at least 2 or 3 an hour and John counted at least 130 cars on one train.  We even saw an AMTRAK passenger train heading West, but all the freight is going East.  

We notice that our gas mileage is down to 9 mpg from normally around ll.5 and all we are doing is driving across flat to rolling hills??? Maybe that last diesel fill up at $2.50 a gallon was watered down. 
Unusual House-Camper

About half way across Montana, we settle into a sweet little campground in Havre called Evergreen.  Small world...at Jack’s OCS "Hi Mom" dinner, we sat with a family from Havre, MT!!  Nestled in the trees, the morning doves coo us to sleep and wake us in the morning.  At 7 pm it is still in the high 90’s but by 9:30 p.m. we can turn off the AC, open the windows, and add a blanket as nighttime temps drop into the 50’s.  Hard to image that within three hours after you wake up it will be over 90 again.  They say these temps are about 10-15 warmer than normal.    After this restful zen campground experience, we finally feel back in the swing of our current lifestyle after getting emotionally discombobulated after our visit to Virginia.

After driving another day across Montana, far off thru the haze we finally see mountains, then realize these are just the foothills. Behind them, about 4 times higher, are the Rockies in Glacier National Park.  Just east of Glacier on the Blackfoot Indian Reservation in Browning, we stop for a mandatory boat inspection.  We learn that the haze is actually smoke from many fires burning in Glacier.  The biggest one just started two days ago called the Thomson Fire, burning 16,000 acres but will soon become 30,000 by the time we leave the area. 

Owner's House and B&B at Timber Wolf
We spend the next 4 nights at Timber Wolf Campground, a few miles past West Glacier.  Pretty weary after 3.5 long travel days, we relax to a smokey sunset. 

Tuesday, August 11, 2015

8/11/15 Madora, North Dakota and Theodore Roosevelt National Park

North Dakota's Thousands of Acres of Sunflowers 
Up at 5:30 a.m. in Fairfax, Virginia; on a plane flying West to Minnesota at 8:30 a.m.; driving the truck with RV in tow in Minneapolis heading West at 1:30 p.m.; laying our heads on our RV pillows still in Minnesota, just outside Fargo, North Dakota at 9 p.m. (11 p.m. EST).  A very long day....  
Custer's House 
Old Mission Along I-94 North Dakota





             
 Next morning, continuing on I-94 a short distance we enter North Dakota for the first time and add another state sticker to our RV travel map.  About 2/3's of the way across the state we stop outside Bismarck and tour Fort Abraham Lincoln State Park, where General Custer's 7th Calvary launched their ill fated trek to the Battle of Little Big Horn in 1876.  Reproductions of Custer's home, barracks, stable, and commissary can be toured with photos and artifacts from the Fort.  It is unseasonably hot (100's) and very dry.
Downtown Madora, ND
Red Tail Campground

On ND's western border, we stay just outside Theodore Roosevelt National Park in the little town of Madora.  After another long day's travel, we wait till the sun goes down a bit and the temps cool to take the short walk from the Red Tail Campground around the five streets of Madora. Then right back into the AC since at 9 p.m. it is still high 90's and the town is closed up anyhow.

We take the truck into the park by 8 a.m. the next morning while the temps are the low of the day (mid 70's) where the smell of sage greets us along the 35 mile loop through the Badlands South Unit. Although geologically not as spectacular as South Dakota's Badlands, it is not as arid thus more vegetation to support wildlife. Shortly after getting into the park we come upon the first of three buffalo herds.
Why do they like to amble and rest on the roads?  Maybe the pavement is cooler than the land at this time of day???  As we are stopped waiting for them to move, John says "get out to get a better picture" -  yeah right mister! You get out! Many people in these parks get gored or killed every  year by these 1,000-2,000 pound animals who can run 40 mph.  Anyway...
Wild Horses in TR National Park

he was just kidding. Only way to get them off the road is to inch through them very slowly.  The big bulls are not happy with this maneuver and growl at us as we pass within inches of them.  We are about the only ones in the park right now except for a few vehicles at the badlands overlook so we pull in to see what is going on only to have our photo taken by a professional photographer who is shooting a TV commercial for ND Department of Tourism.  The smell of sage is aroma therapy at its best as turkeys cross the road in front of us, wild horses graze all over the area and a lone mule deer watches us drive by.  Also saw lots of magpies, blue birds of some kind and hawks.  Must come back her in Spring or Fall when we can spend time camping and hiking in this fantastic park.   

Back from the Park by 10 a.m., we have the camper hooked up heading to Montana where we look like locals with our Montana license plates.  After several thousands of dollars in RV and truck maintenance over the past few weeks, the truck has another bucking episode….. 

Monday, August 10, 2015

8/10/15 Family in Minneapolis, Friends in Red Wing and Wedding In Virginia

Melissa and Steve in Red Wing, MN
Moving south to Minneapolis, we have great visits with John's Aunt Joanne and a wonderful family evening at nephew Bryan's house with sister Barb and her kids and grand kids.  A visit to John's high school friend Melissa and Steve in Red Wing, MN was a blast.  They recently moved from NY to this beautiful  huge 1876 Italianate style home.  We walk through the so cute old mid-west 
Frontenac State Park
downtown then drive just outside of town for a picnic at Frontenac State Park overlooking the Mississippi River. Another day we drive down to Winona for some more of John's genealogy and stop at the National Eagle Center in Wabasha on the way back.  Back in Minneapolis we get nitrogen put into the camper tires to help stabilize tire pressure as we head west on long, hot drives.  The truck and camper go in for maintenance while we fly to Virginia for a week of several annual doctor visits and a wedding. 

We are grateful to be able to house sit again for friend Jane. Although the RV feels like home, it is nice to have a house to stretch out in, especially appreciating 2 ply TP and a shower with great pressure. She even left us tomatoes to pick!  Deb had a wonderful visit with pal Marie on her back deck which is adorned with tables and chairs from our old house across the street.  


August 7th and John and Shelbi's wedding is finally here!  Jack flew from San Diego to Raleigh NC last weekend for a college buddy's wedding and drove to Fairfax to be co-best man in this wedding. The wedding of our "other son" as I like to call him, is so fabulously beautiful because these are two special people finally coming together.  You see.... these families are neighbors and long before friends John and Shelbi fell in love, their parents had their marriage predestined. John (Army JAG), Jack (Navy Surface Ship) and Greg (Army Helicopter) were the three amigos in high school, hence the creative co-best men solution.  The sunset reception at the Army-Navy Club in Arlington with the Washington Monument backdrop was spectacular.  Calling themselves the
Best-est Men Greg & Jack and Stevie
"best-est men", Jack and Greg split the toast with Greg doing the intro and Jack telling the story.  The crowd was in stitches as Jack squeals on "little 16 year old Shelbi" who was throwing ping pong balls out her bedroom window at midnight to the three amigos in need of equipment for beer pong. We thoroughly enjoyed spending time with old friends and the families of both of these most beautiful people.  


We finish off the visit with a picnic with Deb's cousin Bruce and Carole at Paradise Springs Winery. Bruce had stored Jack's household goods while he was at OCS and the Navy shipped them this week to Hawaii.  As we get on the plane to Minneapolis, we take a deep breath, gather our mental and physical energies and pray we have enough for another year of adventure and thousands of more miles on the road.