Monday, July 27, 2015

Week 17: Detroit to St Louis Missouri

Our general travel route for this week...


Sunday morning we awoke to a beautiful day for a ball game. We weren't sure what to expect as the forecast for the day was 60% scattered thunderstorms. So the clear blue skies was a pleasant surprise. The game started at 1:08 PM but we wanted to get there well early enough to get tickets, have a look around and get to our seats. It was a good 45 minute drive into Comerica Park and we wanted to stop somewhere for a breakfast/lunch on the way so to give ourselves lots of time we left the campground close to 10:00 AM.  We stopped at a Panera Bread (huge chain all across the country) for a bite to eat. Kris had a souffle and Brian tried the mac & cheese with tomato soup on the side. A tad mediocre to say the least; the tomato soup was like eating a bowl of pasta sauce! Anyway, we arrived downtown Detroit to find the ball park is right off an exit from I-75 and found a $10 parking lot right there to make our exit after the game easier than hoped for. We had a 3 block walk to the main gate and within a block of where we parked the rates had already gone up to $20 so we did ok there and we arrived at the ball park pretty well when we expected, about 11:45, an hour and a quarter before the game.

The main entrance into Comerica Park is very "tiger-ish"...



The ticket agent explained that it was almost a sell out but tried to find us seats "in the shade if at all possible please", eventually recommending a spot in the lower bowl almost directly behind home plate. "No guarantees on the sun" she said because it is almost directly overhead to start the game, but "you should be in the shade for at least part of the game".  Ok, a bit on the expensive side at $75 apiece but looked to be great seats. We went in, sought out the Team Store for our usual souvenirs then went to find our seats. Easy... excellent seats but, man was it hot there. The temperature on the scoreboard indicated 91 degrees (and it is barely noon), but it was like the seats were in a bowl, so it seemed hotter. This was going to be a tad iffy as to whether or not we would be able to last very long, maybe we'll get in a few innings at least before we end up leaving. In the meantime, it was still an hour to go before the game started so we walked up the stairs to the top of the section where the seats are all under the upper deck overhang. We picked two seats and sat but within a minute an usher came by and asked it these were our ticketed seats. We explained the situation with our seats and asked if we could just sit there, in the shade, until the real ticket holders showed up. He said "ok but no food or drink". Ok, we could live with that. About 15 minutes before game time, this young man and his son come up the stairs looking for their seats which turned out to be where we were sitting. We got up; they sat down. The little boy appeared to be pointing down into the lower bowl so Brian leaned over and asked the guy if they would prefer seats down closer to the action. "Hmmm, just where are your seats?" he asked. So, Brian took them down and showed them where our seats were and explained that we couldn't sit in that blazing sun for very long. SO THEY TRADED US SEATS! In truthfulness, they now had better seats (not much though) to watch the game and did have a much better chance at a foul ball.  BUT...we were very happy....we were in the shade and to top it off there was a nice cool breeze blowing through the concourse behind us. Here's a pic, from center field, illustrating the seating difference...



It turned out to be the best thing we could have done. What a fluke encounter with that young man! By the 3rd inning people were starting to leave their seats and head up the stairs past us into the shade of the concourse. We had several people pass by and comment about how we probably had a couple of the best seats in the place for today's game! The young man we traded with came up in the mid 4th inning, his shirt was soaked with sweat and he said "Man, is ever hot down there!" but he and, more importantly, his son was still happy with the seats! Nice.  Around the end of the 7th inning their seats were finally in the shade.

We were so grateful that they changed seats with us that Kris suggested we get a small souvenir for the guy's son. Brian went up to the gift store and came back with a "grab bag". For $35 it was a sealed bag with a baseball in it. The ball was either an autographed ball or a game used ball. On the ball is a hologram sticker with a reference number you look up, on the internet, for details. If autographed, the details provide info about the player who signed the ball. If a game used ball, the details provide info on the game, the pitcher, the batter etc. Brian went down and thanked the guy again and gave him the grab bag. The boy's eyes opened up as wide as ping pong balls and asked "Is it a surprise?". Brian said yes but he should wait until he gets home to open it. We hope he got a really good one, maybe a ball signed by his favorite player or something. Anyway, thank you, whoever you are, for trading seats with us!

Meanwhile, back to the game. We were lucky to see Justin Verlander start for the Tigers...



.... but, unfortunately, for the Tigers, it was not one of his better days (he has had some injuries and is having a particularly off season for his skill level). He gave up a first inning home run followed by a 6 spot in the third to give the Orioles a pretty good lead. That, combined with the Tigers inability to get runners home, as they left 12 runners on base, en route to a 9-3 loss.

We did see something we've never seen before. A foul ball to the 3rd base side of home plate, hit off the upper deck facade and was caught by a guy on the walkway below. About 3 pitches later another foul ball to the same place, off the facade and into the hands of the exact same guy!  Some 40,000 fans and this one guy gets two in a row hit to him. What are the odds?

Back at the RV park, we chatted with our neighbour who also had gone to the game with his family. They had been given tickets, from a company he did some work with, along with premium parking right across the street from the main entrance (about 2 blocks closer than where we parked). He told us how it took them nearly an hour to get from the freeway exit to their parking lot (lots of pedestrians and no traffic cops), causing them to miss the first inning and a half. Then their seats were in the blazing son and none of them could stand it so they left after the 4th inning, went to his mother's home on the outskirts of Detroit and watched the rest of the game on a big screen TV.  He liked our story!

For dinner we decided to go back over to Mugsy's Grille and Bar, for a large burger and fries (Brian) and an even larger "wet burrito" (Kris) that was way too big for one sitting so half came away for tomorrow.

After this game in Detroit we have 10 days before a Chicago Cubs day game we plan to get to. So we decided to loop down to St Louis, catch a ball game there, do some shopping and get back to the taste of  some of that great St Louis BBQ that we like so much :-)  We had enough time that we didn't have to rush to get to St Louis so we broke it into 4 driving days of about two and a half to three hours travel each day. As a bonus it looks like we are finally in line for a number of days of sunny weather. It will be hot and muggy though :-(

Monday we headed off on mostly secondary highways into Indiana. Around lunch time we hit Fort Wayne Indiana so decided to find a bite to eat. After driving around the downtown area for a bit we found a parking spot and within a block went into the Dash-In restaurant for pretty good salad and club sandwich. For the night we stopped at the KOA near Bluffton, Indiana. They, like so much of this whole area, have had so much rain and are grateful for a few days of sun for drying out. It was hot and muggy when we arrived and looked forward to hitting the pool. Disappointment time! Nice KOA, despite the water puddles, excellent restrooms but the pool was bordering on disgusting. You can excuse the leaves etc caused by the heavy rains but cigarette butts - not so much. Brian commented on this to the owner. Later when we returned from a drive into town we found a refund slip taped to our door. Brian went and chatted with the owner saying that a little bit of criticism doesn't mean that we shouldn't pay for using the other facilities. This isn't the first place that something was a bit off. The owner said he wants happy customers so gave us our money back. After a bit of back and forth, he agreed to split the difference.

Tuesday, continuing on state highways, we could tell we were getting closer to St Louis and it's all important BBQ. As we entered the small town of Cicero Indiana, we saw a sign for Big Dog's Smokehouse....


.... and just had to give the place a try. It must be lunch time somewhere! This place has all the ambiance one likes to see in a BBQ "joint" but we would rate the ribs and brisket only about a 7.5 or so, out of 10; fairly decent but not great. For the night we stopped at the KOA at Crawfordsville, Indiana. This time the pool was open and was very refreshing, but they could take lessons from the folks back at Bluffton when it comes to restrooms. That's how it goes. That evening we had front row seats to the rescue of a large rental RV. The driver had miscalculated the entrance into their site and actually missed it altogether, instead driving onto the grass beside the site. Well, with all the rain they have had, that particular piece of grass was actually more like a bog and that RV sank in nearly up to it's axles! They had to get a tow truck to haul them out.

Wednesday we joined I-70 west and we'll travel on this interstate all the way to St Louis. For a side trip we decided to go to Paris for lunch. OK, not "that Paris"...


...where after a look around in a very nice quilting store (for Kris anyway, Brian had a bit of a kip in the car) we had another nice salad and club sandwich lunch in the Main Street Cafe. For the night, we stopped at the KOA near Casey, Illinois. Another very nice pool, although all of them could be a tad colder for our tastes. Nice and refreshing anyway. Casey turned out to be a really neat surprise. They bill themselves with the motto Big Things in a Small Town and they have big things in spades!  They boast the world's largest Knitting Needles, Crochet Hook, Wind Chimes and Golf Tee...




... along with numerous other "big things" including a pencil, shoes, and a corn stalk...




.... and a soon to be - the world's largest rocking chair. One talented guy who decided to try to do something to bring tourism to their small town. It seems to be working. Very cool.

Also, the KOA at Casey sits beside what is probably the tallest corn field we have seen so far on this trip...


Thursday we continued west on I-70 for a planned 2.5 hour drive to Eureka, a western suburb of St Louis where we'll park the wee trailer at the KOA through the weekend. Well, it was a planned 2.5 hour drive but the massive construction projects along I-70 as it crosses Illinois added at least an hour. In some places the single lane traffic backed up a long way and moved very slowly...


We stayed on the interstate network directly through the middle of St Louis getting great views of the Gateway Arch and coming within almost an arm's reach of Busch Stadium where the Cardinals MLB team plays...



We booked in at the KOA and paid through Saturday night. We'll watch the weather forecast to see if we want to try to take in a Cardinal's game on Sunday. If the weather looks good then we'll extend one more night. After getting checked in we headed to Super Smokers BBQ, a place we frequented when we were in St Louis a few years ago.  Man, oh man, if anything these guys are even better than before. They've added brisket burnt ends to the menu so Kris jumped at those and Brian went for a half rack of ribs. WE ARE BACK IN BBQ HEAVEN (or darn close to it anyway)!!!!


Leaving the BBQ shack we stopped at Snuck's grocery store and picked up some pre-made salad fixings for dinner. After that BBQ we won't need much more than that! Back at the KOA we hit the pool. Again could be a tad colder but still refreshing none the less.  For the evening we sat outside with our TV tuned to the Cards/KC Royals ball game where the Cards hung on to snuff out a Royals' 9th inning rally, with the tying run on third and the go ahead on second, for a 4-3 win.

Friday was a bit of shopping as Kris wanted to return to the Skif sweater main outlet store, an off the rack warehouse where you can get fabulous sweaters at wholesale prices. This store is in the St Louis area known as "The Hill", an old, and still is, Italian neighbourhood, so while Kris shopped, Brian went down the street for some excellent gelato until Kris showed up with a bag of goodies; two beautiful sweaters and a really cool shirt. Nice. For those not in the know; Skif is the design company that did the sweaters worn in the Matrix movie series. Leaving the Hill, we drove to the giant shopping mall, the St Louis Galleria, where Kris picked up a new swimsuit at Dillard's.  After that, it was early afternoon and time for lunch. We thought about going back to Super Smoker's but had heard about Pappy's Smokehouse and it wasn't all that far from the galleria...


... Pappy's bills itself as the "best Memphis style BBQ restaurant in St Louis" and we hoped that the long lineup out the back door would be a good indicator of the worthiness of this boast! Well, about a half hour later we found out for ourselves. The line moved quite quickly and soon we found ourselves at the order counter. Brian had a half rack of ribs and Kris went for the burnt end brisket and they were both absolutely excellent. Yummmmm! The baked potato, potato salad and green bean sides were pretty good as well. Brian finished the ribs but Kris had a fair amount of brisket left over so we got a to-go box to compliment some Trader Joe salads for dinner later.

Back at the KOA we hit the pool. Pretty crowded with lots of kids having lots of fun so there was lots of splashing etc. Oh well, it was quite refreshing anyway. Then we finished off the BBQ and salads with some wine while we watched, on TV, the Cardinals beat the Braves 4-2.

Saturday morning, while viewing the weather forecast, Brian decided to check ticket availability for Sunday's ball game. Well... wouldn't you know it. The entire weekend is a sellout. There were a few seats available but nothing less than $125 per seat and no two seats together. So no game Sunday for us. Too bad, but not a deal breaker, on our quest to see all the MLB parks, as we have already been to a game at Busch Stadium. Instead we'll leave St Louis Sunday morning and take an extra day to get back north to Chicago. Saturday morning was also towel laundry day. Once that was done, we headed back to the St Louis Galleria to have lunch at Nordstrom Bistro, one of our favorite "comfort food" places. Today we both had the Cilantro Lime Shrimp salad. After lunch we had a brief look around the mall, including the Cardinals fan store (but no souvenirs this time) then drove over to Nordstrom Rack where Brian picked out a shirt, followed by a stop at Starbucks for a very nice iced Latte. On the way back to the KOA, we stopped at Artmart...



... a very fine locally owned St Louis art store that has been supplying St Louis area artists for some 60 years.  Then we stopped at Snuck's for a few groceries and across the street to Super Smokers BBQ to pick up some smoked turkey to go with another Trader Joe salad for dinner. It was early evening by the time we got back to the KOA but not too late for another dip in the pool before dinner. Still very refreshing in the heat we have been having but this time it was some irresponsible parents who sat under one of the seven "NO DIVING ALLOWED" signs and cheered while their children dove head first into the pool. By some grace, none of them smashed their head on the bottom!

No Cards game on TV tonight but they did outlast the Braves 1-0. We finished the week watching the last couple of episodes of season two of The Wire, an HBO American crime drama series on DVD we brought with us.


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Tuesday, July 21, 2015

Week 16: Cleveland to Detroit Michigan

Our general travel route for this week...



We are now into the stage of our trip where we are basically putting in time between baseball games. The goal for this week is to get to Detroit in time to see a ball game next Sunday. Not much in the way of photos this week.

The forecast for Sunday was pretty sunny so we decided to stay in Homerville an extra day and just veg out and use their excellent looking pool. The morning started out pretty nice as everyone around us cleared out but by late morning, as people rolled out, the clouds rolled in and the rains came, pretty well washing out any hope of getting in some pool time. Oh well, must be time for some laundry :-)  For a late lunch, early dinner, we drove over to Medina, about half an hour away. After driving around the small town a bit, we stopped in at P J Marley's Pub & Restaurant for a peanut butter burger (Brian) and tacos (Kris) for dinner. Excellent choices! It turns out the Indians ball game was played after all, so we watched the end of the game on TV while we ate. Indians fell 2-0 to the A's.

Monday we headed further west into Ohio. Man is this state flat with more cornfields than you can image. It is quite a change from a few years ago when we traveled through the mid west in the middle of a drought. At that time corn crops were failing due to lack of rain, There has been so much rain this year that the corn crops are quite a bit ahead of where folks expect them to be. On the negative side, in some cases, there has been so much rain that some of the crops are failing due to too sitting in too much water! We stopped at the Pleasant View Recreation campground just outside of Findlay Ohio for the night. The campground is so wet we had to try several sites before we found one that was on a little higher ground. In drier times this is probably quite a nice campground but on this occasion we might have to just chalk up the rather mildewy restrooms to the excess rains they have had. No cooking outside here tonight. It was still only about mid afternoon so we took a drive into Findlay where we found Coffee Amici, a pleasant coffee house on the main drag where Kris got in some knitting and Brian played around on the internet using our iphone.  After the coffee rest we drove around the town a bit then back to the campground where we discovered that the WIFI really sucked, a common theme the last little while. Early  evening we headed back into Findlay where we ended up in Logan's Irish Pub for dinner, some wine and to watch the baseball all-star week home run derby on TV. For dinner we both had the excellent shepherd's pie.

Tuesday we continued west through northern Ohio then, at Defiance, turned north to Hillsdale Michigan where we stayed at the Gateway Park Campground. The countryside continues to be very flat agricultural land with vast corn and soy bean fields. The last couple of days we have driven mostly smaller county roads and have seen first hand the impact of the rain in these parts. There were numerous detours due to "high water" where low spots were under water. The folks at the campground were glad to see a bit of sun as we heard the, all to common, "we've had enough of this for now".  Along the way, for lunch, we stopped at Spokes Country Restaurant, a small country diner at a crossroads. This place appears to be very popular with the local farming community as it was very busy with an obvious farm like crowd. As usual, this type of place offers up very large, hearty portions. We each had an omelet, although if the truth were told we could have easily just shared one (yes they were that large). Already we are starting to miss the wonderful seafood lunches we had along the New England coast.  After getting checked in at the campground, we drove into the town of Hillsdale and found the cute local Jilly Beans Coffee House in the historic old downtown area. More knitting and fooling around on the internet! Sort of sad to see many empty storefronts in the old buildings along that main drag. Later, after our GPS sent us on a snark hunt for a Shell station that was nowhere to be seen when we "arrived at Shell on the left", we drove around Hillsdale for a bit, settled on a Citgo gas station and then stopped at Kroger's for some deli salad fixings for dinner.

Wednesday, our GPS started right where it left off the night before. Out of the campground we followed it's direction away from the town (and the main state highway) along a county road from which, a few kms later, it told us to turn right onto a very small gravel road! Not this again! NO! So we turned around to head back towards town. The GPS immediately recalculated and told us to turn left onto a road for which there was a rather large "NO OUTLET" sign. It appears we are dealing with a lot of bad GPS data for this part of the country. We drove back into town and onto the state M-99 Highway. The GPS recalculated again and took us on main roads up to the freeway where we decided to stay for the day. Heading west on I-90 across Michigan we stopped at the Firekeepers Casino, at Battlefield Creek, for some lunch in their Cafe 24/7. Although we miss the seafood lunches on the coast, we can only reiterate that the places in this part of the country are not shy about the amount of food they serve you. Once again we had lunches that neither of us could finish. So Kris packed up half a quesadilla and Brian packed up half an omelet to go. These were more than sufficient for dinner later. Our target destination for the day was the Covert KOA (not a secret one, just the name of the nearby town!), a few miles from the eastern shores of Lake Michigan. We booked in for two nights, got the wee trailer settled and hit the pool, our first since that killer waterslide pool back in New Hampshire. Aaahhhh!

Thursday, a rest day, we drove about 12 kms north to the resort town of South Haven. We used our GPS to find, what appeared to be the only coffee shop, to start the day but, once again, there was no coffee shop in sight when we "arrived at it on the right"! South Haven appears to be a very nice  and very busy resort town. We parked just off the main street and wandered around. Spotting a fellow carrying a take away coffee cup we deduced from whence he had come and sure enough found a place that served up excellent lattes. Take that GPS! After coffee we wandered around the harbor area and the main drag. South Haven lies at the mouth of the Black River as it flows into Lake Michigan. Beautiful little resort town, marina and sandy beaches...




For lunch we went into the popular Clementines (we can say "popular" because of the 20 minute wait) where the steak salad and taco salad were very good and, of course, both bordered on being "too big". This restaurant is located in an old bank building and, along with the good food, has a cool atmosphere. After we finished sightseeing later in the afternoon, we stopped at a Meijer store. This is a Michigan based grocery, pharmacy, electronics, home goods chain that reminds us a lot of the Fred Meyer chain we frequent out west.  We checked out most of the store but ended up just with what we were looking for; pre-cooked chicken and salad fixings for dinner along with some watermelon for dessert. Very nice store!

Friday we packed up, headed north towards Grand Rapids then east past Lansing (the state capital) to Lowell and Lake Chemung Outdoor Resort, our stop for the night. This was an entire freeway driving day and we somehow managed to go the whole way without stopping anywhere for lunch. We arrived at the resort a little after 2:00 PM. After getting checked in and the wee trailer set up, we decided it was still early enough to head over to Lake Orion, about another hour further east, this afternoon rather than drive that way on Saturday. It took a little over an hour so it was about 3:30 when we arrived in the small downtown area. Kris popped into the highly recommended Heritage Spinning and Weaving shop (the reason for coming this way), had a chat with the very talkative shop keepers, and picked up some more yarn while Brian had a nap in the car. By now it was definitely time for some lunch. We spotted CJ's Lakeside Grill, although there is nary a lake to view from the restaurant, and decided to head in there. This place serves breakfast all day so Brian opted for an Hawaiian Omelet (yes, ham and pineapple) while Kris went for the Tuna Salad. Both excellent choices and, yes, both very large so a good portion of each came away with us to finish off later back at the wee trailer.

Ahhh, yes, back at the trailer. Lake Chemung Outdoor Resort is mostly made up of "owned" spots with some obvious long time residents. Everyone is very friendly but you do get the feeling that you are looked upon as "fresh meat". Although it appears that most people take excellent care of their spaces, there are definitely some signs of "trailer park itis" around.. Near us there were several old "mobile homes" that looked like they had been there quite a while and had the mildew to prove it! One of our immediate neighbours told us that they liked the area so much that they just purchased their spot. He wouldn't say what he paid for it but looking at the "for sale" board in the office it was likely in the $17,000+ range then they pay a $120 (or so) monthly condo fee. They also have to pay to have cable hooked up and pay their own cable and electric bills. At one point in the evening, our neighbour on the other side was chatting with the new owner and went on quite a rant about "the board". Typical condo stuff! Oh well, we are only here for one night and at $40 it is entirely reasonable with good showers and, albeit way too humid,  clean restrooms.

Saturday we continued on towards Detroit. We have reservations at the Harbortown RV Resort in Monroe Michigan, about 40 minutes south of Comerica Park home of  the Detroit Tigers MLB baseball team. Since we had gone to Lake Orion on Friday we decided to head south past Ann Arbor then south east to Monroe. Once again we found just how vindictive a GPS can be. US Highway 23 runs almost due south from Howell past Ann Arbor and just to the east of Monroe. Perfect. After setting the GPS to what appeared to be the desired route off we went. Well, you know, that little screen on the GPS can be a bit deceiving. It looked like we were destined to travel south on US 23 BUT NOT! Instead, the GPS took us on a country road that paralleled US 23 by up to a few miles, although in some places we were right beside it. Now, that would normally be ok because we actually prefer to drive the quieter (less traffic) secondary or tertiary roads but in this case, the country road was in terrible condition having been patched and re-patched then re-patched some more (and maybe even several more times). A tad rough to say the least! At one point, just north of Ann Arbor, the GPS put us onto US 23 (finally) but then decided we should visit downtown Ann Arbor so off on US 23 Business Loop we went. Hmmm, not a bad idea since it was nearing lunch time and maybe Ann Arbor might be worth a drive through.  So we did not object. We should have!  It appears this weekend is a very large street art fair resulting in many road closures, diversions, pedestrians all over the place and absolutely no where to park even with a trailer as small as ours. We would have been better off just staying on the main US 23 and bypassing the city. Anyway, as we leave the city, the GPS decides "No, we don't need to travel no stinkin' US 23, I have a better idea" and we, not realizing we had left the US 23 Business Loop (due to the street closures in the city) just followed the instructions. Side note: we usually have the detailed state road maps but for some reason we did not pick up a Michigan one when we were planning our trip. Hint: Get a map! Anyway, we found ourselves on a 30 km long country road before the GPS put us back on US 23. Again, should not be too bad, but about 10 km into this particular leg of the trip, we entered what can only be described as "pot hole hell!" Man, these people out in the country here need to pay some taxes!

Well, with no real options to turn around or turn off this road, we soldiered on, slowly, and eventually made it to the Harbortown RV Resort, in Monroe. Huge place and packed. Lots of family groups on a weekend getaway. Nice large cement sites, pretty good restrooms/showers and a nice looking pool, although the water could have been quite a bit colder for our tastes. After getting the trailer set up we headed into Monroe for some lunch. Our GPS suggested a BBQ joint which, of course, is no longer there, so we went into Mugsy's Sports Grille & Bar where a couple of very large salads made for an excellent lunch with more than enough to take away and finish for dinner later. While in Mugsy's we realized we got there just in time as the skies opened up and it absolutely poured for about 10-15 minutes then cleared off. After lunch we went back to the campground where it apparently had not rained at all (surprising since Mugsy's is only about 5 minutes away), hit the pool and called it a week... tomorrow is ball game day (weather permitting).


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Wednesday, July 15, 2015

Week 15: Lancaster to Cleveland Ohio

Our general travel route for this week...


We also added lots more pics to our picasa web album for this trip.

Sunday morning the campground started to empty out. We set out for the nearby town of Littleton where there was purported to be a small store named the Yarn Garden, but as luck would have it, the Yarn Garden has closed up shop. Oh well, nice little main street for a stroll and a great little local artisans craft store. After wandering around there a bit, we drove to over to Sugar Hill, a quaint little place of about 800 people; had a look in the one little general store then decided to try Polly's Pancake Parlor for some lunch. This place came highly recommended and, man, is it popular. The parking lot was fairly full and there were a few folks lingering around outside the entrance but in we went. WOW... without a reservation we were told it was at least an hour and a half wait! Now, in our collective humble opinions, there is nary a pancake on this earth that is worth an hour and a half wait!   Back outside, we noticed a number of people lined up to get their picture taken with the rather large Polly's Pancake Parlor road sign. Someday, if we are ever back in the area, we'll make sure we make a reservation well in advance. We continued driving around the lovely area, stopped at a small roadside cafe for a very nice quiche lunch before heading back to Lancaster to pick up some steaks to grill for dinner. Returning to the campground, we found ourselves to have been totally abandoned. Just us, a few mosquitoes and grilled steaks for dinner.

The rest of the week was mainly to get us to Cleveland, Ohio. We had planned to see a ball game at Progressive Field in Cleveland next Sunday, but the weather forecast is making it look like a rainy Sunday. So we have decided to get to Cleveland by Friday, then if the forecast for Sunday still sucks, see if we can make it to the game Friday night. With the week after next being the all-star break, if we don't see a game in Cleveland this week, we likely won't on this trip and that would really suck!

Monday we headed south west to White River Junction, Vermont and the night's stop at the Quechee/Pine Valley KOA. After getting checked in we headed across the river back into New Hampshire for lunch at Mickey's Roadside Cafe before heading to the Enfield Shaker Museum. The Enfield Shaker Historical Society, over some time, has managed to purchase a number of the original shaker buildings, the most recent being the "red barn"...


... a beautiful large old barn which appears to have sat empty for a long long time and will need some restorative work. Their main prize though, is the Great Stone Dwelling, the largest building the Shakers ever made,...


... and now the museum's centerpiece. This is a magnificent building built from 1837 to 1841. The Shakers were some craftspeople! When it was built, this was the largest building north of Boston. As part of their fund raising efforts, the society rents out large portions of the building for special events, conferences and the like. While we were there, a music symposium with mostly young (teenage) folks was being held and the participants were staying in the upper floors so our tour was confined to the two lower floors only because, as the tour guide said, "there are clothes strewn everywhere". Beautiful place though.

Tuesday we headed west into upstate New York, a fairly long driving day, for us anyway, to get to Cooperstown, New York early enough to visit the National Baseball Hall of Fame. We arrived at the Hartwick Highlands Campground, the closest one to Cooperstown, late afternoon and after getting set up, drove into town to go to "the Hall"...


We have been here a couple of times before and it is really neat to see that the exhibits change over time. Although there are excellent sections on historical aspects of the game, they make sure that there are plenty of exhibits focusing on current and recent past players and their accomplishments, making it much easier for young fans to relate. They have also developed excellent ways to show the wide variety of statistics kept since the beginning of baseball...



A really neat exhibit is the gallery highlighting the current year's inductees, of which there are four excellent choices for 2015....





We spent a few hours in the museum then it was time to head off and get some dinner. The main street of Cooperstown is choc-a-bloc full of baseball related souvenir shops full of a lot of stuff we neither need nor want at this point in our lives, so it was fairly easy to skip past most of them on our way to Mel's at 22, an upscale place specializing in American style dining with the biggest burgers we have seen in a long time. Neither one of us actually finished one.

Wednesday we continued our trek across upstate New York. Man, that's a long way. Along the way we stopped at a roadside diner (Fred's Inn) for what has to be the most abysmal lunch we have had on this trip. We arrived at the KOA in Watkins Glen late afternoon giving us just enough time for Brian to get a haircut, buy some pork chops and head back to the KOA for a grilled dinner. Watkins Glen is home to the Watkins Glen International Raceway with the next big race, a US Vintage Grand Prix, coming up in a couple of weeks. We were told that this place will get real busy for that.

Thursday was going to be an extra long day so we decided to just take I-86 across the rest of New York. To start the day off, we discovered our GPS must have been out drinking last night, or something!  Even though we have restrictions such as "no gravel roads" turned on, our GPS got us going west right out of the campground, then decided we should take a shortcut to get to I-86, on a gravel road! We thought, ok, maybe a bit of bad GPS data as it looks like we are on this gravel road for only about 5 kms (and it was a decent gravel road, not wash boarded at all). So after 5 kms we turn onto another gravel road and we are on this one for another 7+ kms, then another gravel road for another 7+ kms.... but... this time it gets ugly. As we approach the crest of a hill, we see a farmer start to pull out of his private road, then seeing us, he backs in and watches us go over the crest of the hill past him. At the bottom of the hill, the road suddenly, essentially ends! Not quite ends but turns into a two rutted road with knee high grass in the center and a very large sign indicating this is a seasonal road. What the ??? We notice the "good" gravel road ends at another farm's entrance drive so we decide to turn around there. There's no way we were going to keep going on the "seasonal road". Lucky for us there was sufficient room to turn around with the wee trailer.  Back up the hill to where the farmer is now waiting for us. Turns out to be a very friendly guy (could have gone the other way but thankfully did not). He asked us where we were trying to get to and explained that they get many vehicles of all shapes and sizes doing exactly what we were trying to do. He said it was a good thing we turned around as about a mile on that "seasonal" road has been washed out!...

Note:  GPS + BAD GPS DATA = TROUBLE!!!

This is why, regardless of how handy the GPS is, we would not blindly follow the GPS instructions in the middle of winter. Summer is one thing, but winter, in snowy conditions, not so much.

Anyway, the farmer was headed into town and told us to follow him. About 10 kms later, he waved us off in the right direction and we were on our way. WHEW! Our first really negative experience with the GPS. That debacle ended up adding over an hour to what was going to be a long day. We stopped at a Rite-Aid in Corning for a few things then jumped onto I-86 heading west. Around noon we stopped at the Seneca Allegany Casino for lunch. Chicken noodle soup for Brian as he was feeling a bit under the weather, and a monster cobb salad for Kris (so big half of it came along to be had later for dinner).

After lunch and back on I-86 we needed to stop and get some gas. At one point I, Brian, said that we'll take the next exit and get some gas. As we drove down the exit ramp, I said to Kris "I think that small sign there indicated the Lucy -Desi Museum!" What? So as I gas up the car, Kris checks the web and sure enough we have taken the exit ramp to Jamestown New York, the birthplace of Lucille Ball and now the home of the Lucy -/Desi Museum. HOW COOL IS THAT! So, we drove into downtown Jamestown and found the museum (can't pass this by)...


The museum chronicles the lives and times of both Lucille Ball and Desi Arnez, shows awards that the I Love Lucy show won...


... has replicas of some of the show settings and some of the actual costumes ...



.... and excellent gift shops to boot. This is a fun place!

Leaving Jamestown and continuing on into Pennsylvania, we stopped at the Meadville KOA for the night.

Friday we headed off a bit early as we wanted to get to our target destination, the Homerville, Ohio, KOA by early afternoon so that we would have time to rest up before heading into Cleveland for the ball game. The weather forecast for Sunday still didn't look good so this was the day. We arrived at the KOA at about 3:30 PM, leaving us a little over an hour to rest before the one hour plus drive into Cleveland. Due to some massive road construction projects, it ended up taking us about an hour and a half to get close enough to Progressive Field to park, but we made it...


.... found the ticket window and bought our tickets, $24 each but they were a tad nosebleed-ish...


... although we had a cool view out of the park as the sun began to set....


After finding our seats we still had about a half hour before the game started. That was enough time to hit the team store for our usual souvenirs (pin and shoulder patch) and grab a bite to eat. We settled on a couple of bratwursts and found a place to sit and eat them. We shared a table with a couple of Clevelanders and had nice chat about what to do in Cleveland and they quite enjoyed hearing about our trip.

All in all, it was a defensive game with some great defensive plays on both sides but not a lot of hitting. The game was knotted at one apiece until the Oakland pitching sort of fell apart in the 6th, walking in two runs and giving up a two run single to spot the Indians a 5-1 lead that would not change the rest of the way. Since we had a good hour drive to get back to the campground and it was now dark, we decided to beat the traffic and left the game after the eighth inning. It ended up being pretty easy to get onto I-71 south from where we parked then it was a steady heavy traffic at a speed of 70+ mph all the way back. We got back to the trailer around 11:30 PM. Long day, very tiring.

Saturday we drove back into Cleveland to go to the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame...


We got there just after noon, so we checked out their cafe for a salad and sandwich for lunch before diving in. We spent the next three or so hours just wandering around, and loving, the various exhibits of equipment (eg guitars)...


... timelines in some of the key early rock and roll cities, in this case Memphis...


... and costumes such as The Beatles (Sgt Pepper) and The Supremes...



.... this is an excellent and fun place to spend a lot of time... maybe we'll have to come back here some day. Leaving the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame we drove around downtown Cleveland for a bit and decided it was a whole lot nicer that Pittsburgh. We stopped at the very upscale supermarket, Heinen's Grocery Store, for some deli meatloaf and salads to be had for dinner back at the campground.


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Thursday, July 9, 2015

Week 14: Salisbury to Lancaster New Hampshire

Our general travel route for this week...


We also added lots more pics to our picasa web album for this trip.

Sunday we awoke to more rain so got a tad wet while packing up to continue north up the coast. We had hoped to stop in Portland, but, unfortunately it continued to be a very rainy, blustery day. When we got to Portland we drove into the downtown area along the waterfront to see if we could find a restaurant for lunch. We found restaurants but absolutely nowhere to be able to park with the wee trailer and it was raining too darn hard to walk very far. So we continued on along highway US 1, passing numerous restaurants but nary a one with any kind of decent sized parking lot. Eventually we saw a sign pointing towards a marina and there were a couple of restaurant signs also pointing in that direction. We thought that a marina will definitely have turn around space so gave it a try. We came across a small "lobster hut" called The Fisherman's Catch AND there was room to park. Turned out to be an excellent choice for lunch of fish chowder and steamers for Kris and a clam chowder and crab cakes for Brian. Man, were they good. In this restaurant, they have very cute paper towel holders hanging over each table (note the roll of paper towels hanging below the lobster)...



It was still raining when we finished lunch so we continued up the coast to Freeport Maine and the Freeport/Durham KOA, our rest stop for the next two nights. It had been raining hard here as well so they found the best spot they could for us. She said that she could get us a bit closer to the restrooms but we would need hip waders to get into and out of the closer spots.... BUT... finally the rain let up!

After getting checked in we drove into Freeport to the giant L.L. Bean "campus". We had looked them up online and the hours for the campus were "open 24 hours", so we just assumed that it was their online store as they have an "outlet" store only a block away. NOT SO... 3 large buildings making up the campus, which is actually their flagship store, are all open 24 hours and apparently they are fairly busy all the time.  They were definitely busy on this day! We picked up a few things most important of which was a pair of boots for Brian since his feet were wet all day. For dinner that night we just went across the main street to Linda Bean's Maine Kitchen and Topside Tavern where we had the usual couple of glasses of wine and excellent broiled Haddock for Kris and Lobster Stew for Brian.

Monday we drove a bit north on the coast to the city of Bath, home of Halcyon Yarn (so yes, a visit is required to this particular mecca!). By the time we arrived, in Bath, it was pretty much lunch time so we drove along the waterfront and found the Kennebec Tavern & Marina with a spacious deck overlooking the Kennebec River. Sitting on the deck here sure reminded us of the old town waterfront in Florence Oregon, looking out over the water and up at the bridge over the river...


A great setting for a lunch of chowder and fish tacos. After lunch Kris went to Halcyon Yarn and Brian walked down to the visitor center. Near the visitor center, but you can't really see very much, is the huge Bath Iron Works where they "specialize in the design, building and support of complex surface combatants for the US Navy" and their motto is "Bath Built is Best Built". In the picture above, on the far side of the bridge, you can see two of the large structures at the iron works.It would likely be quite cool to take one of their tours but the timing didn't work out for us on this day. We met up again back at Halcyon where Kris had a good look around at their outstanding selection of weaving, spinning, knitting, all-things-fibre stuff.. Actually, Kris was feeling a bit under the weather and came out empty handed.  Brian insisted that she go back in and try again. You can't come to Halcyon Yarn and go away empty handed!

Late afternoon we drove back into Freeport to look at some of the other outlet stores that have been set up around the L.L.Bean complex. There are whacks of them. It must get crazy busy here in the summer! For dinner we took the path of least resistance and returned to Linda Bean's. We chatted with the waitress, a young student from the area who works at Linda Bean's for the summer. She confirmed that it does get crazy busy during the summer and from what she had heard there is about a two week period leading up to Christmas where it is even crazier. She said we came at about the best possible time, the lull before the storm! For dinner Kris just had to have the Haddock again while Brian tried the Lobster Pie, then we shared a piece of the famous Maine Blueberry Pie. All very tasty!

Tuesday we packed up and headed north along highway US 1 to Bar Harbor. (Pronounced Baa Haabaa). This part of the coast, when you are out near the water, reminds us so much of the northwest coast. The 3-4 hour drive goes through many small quaint little harborside towns with really cool old houses and architecture on display everywhere. For a rest stop and lunch break we drove down near the waterfront in Rockland and happened upon the small Landings Restaurant on one of the marinas. Beautiful spot with a nice shaded patio overlooking the marina and bay, and the haddock chowder, steamer clams and crab cakes were pretty good too...



Our destination for the day was the Timberland Acres RV Park in Trenton, about 15 minutes inland from Bar Harbor and the Acadia National Park. This is clearly a park where there are many seasonal residents. Many people are here for the summer and head south for the winter. The various trailers all around us are clearly there for the long term with just about all of them having attached decks and some with storage sheds etc. A home for the summer. Most, this one included, RV parks in this part of the USA are only open from around mid May to early October.

Since the beautiful 3-4 hour drive up the coast had expanded to about 6 hours, what with lunch and other sightseeing, it was early evening by the time we got settled. We decided to defer the drive into Bar Harbor until tomorrow, opting instead to find a place to have dinner in nearby Ellsworth. Took a while driving around the cool little downtown area but we eventually came across the Union River Lobster Pot, a neat looking place specializing in Lobster and, coincidentally, right on the Union River. Another excellent choice. We both had the fish (haddock) chowder then Kris had Broiled Haddock and Brian tried the Lobster Pie. Yumm!

Afterwards we chatted with the guy running the Lobster tanks...


... He explained the size regulations etc that are strictly enforced to make the lobster industry a sustainable one. There is a very narrow margin of shell size when lobsters can be kept otherwise they have to go back.

Back at the wee trailer we continued watching our DVD series Sons Of Anarchy. We are now in the seventh and final season and will likely wind it up this week. If you like crime drama, this is an excellent series.

Wednesday morning we drove into Bar Harbor, found a place to park, wandered along the very cute main street in and out of funky little tourist crap stores and along the waterfront before finding a coffee place. This town is just another along the Maine coast that is in a beautiful setting...


After coffee, we decided to drive the Acadia National Park scenic loop. Another score for our park pass as it is $25 to get into the park. Another unfortunate situation as the weatherman proved to be right on this day. The fog started to roll in and the views along the scenic drive were a tad muted compared to what they could be. It still reminded us of home though...


We stopped at Sand Beach, a unique, beautiful little cove beach where the sand is tiny shell fragments, the result of thousands of years of the pounding surf. As with other parts of the park, there appear to be numerous hiking trails from the beach. Our friends John and Joan would love this :-)


Continuing along the loop (for the most part it is a one way drive, we stopped at the Jordan Pond House for lunch, a popular spot where we had to wait about 25 minutes for a table. We aren't sure if the wait was for the food or people were looking for a break from the rain that started to fall, however for us, this turned out to be one of the most disappointing meals of the whole trip. The service sucked and the portions were small. Kris had a lamb shepard's pie that you might expect would come with a "side" of some kind. NOT! Brian had a bowl of the Lobster Stew which for $22 was mostly broth. It had fewer chunks/bits of lobster in it than the cup of stew he had the other day for a mere $8. The restaurant seems to be popular for their popovers (save your money and make your own at home) and Brian's lobster stew included two of these. The first, the waitress delivered right after we ordered and she said she would bring the second with the stew. The stew arrived, was eaten (slowly) then about 10 minutes after we were both finished eating, the waitress showed up and proclaimed "I didn't forget about your second popover!" and asked how the meal was. Brian commented that the amount of lobster in the bowl of stew was even less than you might expect in a cup of stew, to which the waitress responded "gee, that's too bad!" So much for that tip!

By the time we left the restaurant it was now in full rain mode and the fog had rolled in so much that we couldn't even see the water from the scenic overlooks. We said earlier that the Maine coast reminded us of the north west but come on, it didn't have to add the thick fog just to remind us even more! We finished the park loop and headed back into Bar Harbor for another coffee. Afterwards while heading back toward the RV park, we stopped at The Weathervane Factory for a browse through their showroom. Wow, their weathervanes and cupolas are neat, but not something we are really interested in acquiring. For dinner we decided to return to the Union River Lobster Pot as it appeared to be the main game in town.

Thursday marks our turning point on this trip. Today we began heading westward. Our destination for the day was Augusta, Maine. We opted to drive back south on US 1 rather than head directly inland toward Bangor and the freeway. We stopped in at Swan Island, a company that makes high quality hand crafted yarns and woven products, just north of Northport, where Kris picked up some beautiful yarn at a significant discount. This location is also where they weave their blankets.  They have a studio with 5 very large AVL looms, which was a real treat for Kris  (who used to have a small AVL loom).  For those of you who are not weaving nerds, AVL is pretty much the Maserati of weaving looms. Nice. Continuing down the coast we started to look for a place to have some lunch, likely our last one on the Maine coast. Just south of Northport, we spotted McLaughin's Lobster Shack down a small side road toward the water and it looked like they had a parking lot we could get into and out of with the wee trailer (always a bonus, no make that a requirement). Another beautiful little harbor...



Funny digression time... the road down to the lobster shack dead ends at the ferry terminal next door. The ferry runs out to one of the islands in Penobscot Bay. When we turned down the road, our GPS, which was trying to take us to Augusta,  immediately did a re-calculation  and told us to "take the ferry then turn around on the island and take the ferry back". Really???

Anyway, this little lobster shack is in a beautiful location overlooking the bay. We had a cup of fish chowder, a cup of clam chowder and a large bowl of steamer clams while sitting out on their nicely shaded patio. To finish off we tried a dish of "Maine" blueberry ice cream. Excellent lunch.

Maine is all about lobster, moose and blueberries!

After lunch we continued south on US 1. This appeared to make the GPS happy! We cut inland on state highway 17 just north of Rockland and drove past numerous very pretty lakes with lots of large summer cabins around them. Our destination for the day was the Augusta-West Lakeside Resort Kampground about 10 minutes west of Augusta. After getting checked in, we headed into town to the local Nissan dealer for an oil change and checkup on the car. All is good. Later we took a drive into the historic waterfront downtown area of Augusta. Keeping in mind that Augusta is the state capital, the entire historic waterfront downtown area is pretty pathetic. Many empty buildings, some obviously from a long time ago (busted windows etc etc), and the whole place just looks plain run down. We learned later, back at the campground, that the waterfront area is a tad prone to flooding so businesses are reluctant to move into the area. A bit sad. We also learned a bit more about the campground. This is a beautiful parkland with about half the sites being held by seasonal "renters". The campground is only open about mid May to mid October and most of the seasonals are local folks who rent yearly but their spot is like a summer cabin that they use on weekends. It looked like all of the seasonal spots were very well kept up.  One fellow we chatted with has had the same spot for 19 years. Over the years they have formed quite a social group and get together several times throughout the summer. Very friendly people. Beautiful place, reminded us of Mercer Lake in Oregon...



Friday we headed west into New Hampshire where we booked a reservation for the July 4th weekend at the Mountain Lake Camping Resort.  When we made the reservation over a month ago, we requested a spot somewhat nearish to the bathhouse/restroom. As so happens every once in a while, they put us in the spot that is the absolute farthest from the bathhouse and this place is huge, so it's a drive to the bathhouse kind of weekend. After getting set up we drove into Lancaster and picked up some steaks to grill for dinner. Back at the campground it was time to hit the pool, the first one we have been in since we left Washington DC. The pool here has two large waterslides, the kind that are like tubes all bent up like pretzels. It was here that I, Brian learned that there are some things that a slightly over weight and, let's just say, not in the best physical shape, sixty five year old guy might consider not doing... after watching kids and a few adults come flying out of the end of the tubes, I decided it sure looked like fun, so away I go... well, man, to you ever pick up a head of steam going down those things... on one curve I actually went up the wall and was upside down before leveling out again on the next curve and did I ever fly out into the pool! (Think large, pink flying torpedo). Kris said she couldn't believe how fast I came flying out of that tube. She said she had just hoped that my swim trunks would not come out with me nowhere in sight! Anyway... it was fun! So, I just have to try the other one. Man, those things are wicked fun but they knock the snot out of you! About two hours later I was one hurting unit. Kris just laughed!

Saturday, we did a local tour around the White Mountains. We basically followed the yellow marking on  this picture from a tourist map...



We started the morning with a drive to the base station of the COG Railway up Mt Washington. This is a pretty neat thing to do... ONCE!  It is very uncomfortable and expensive. For one adult and one senior, our bill came to $131.00  for the trip up and back down. It takes a little under an hour each way and you have one hour up at the summit of Mt Washington. On the way up we sat in really uncomfortable wooden slat seats but on the way down, we lucked out and had a car with padded seats. Much better. If anyone considers doing this, you should try to get a seat on the left side, going up, because that is the side the best views are on.  Anyway, the views from the top of Mt Washington are pretty spectacular...





... with lots of hikers. The Appalachian Trail passes across here, although it appeared that most of the hikers were just day trippers. Some more prepared than others. We chatted with one woman who, with a friend, had just finished the five and a half mile route they took up. She was dressed like you might dress for a brisk hike around Stanley Park in Vancouver (in the summer). The weather was forecast to change for the worse and she was hoping (???) that they'd make it down before it started to rain. It was fairly chilly up there as it was. Kris sat on a bench near a group of young guys who looked totally bagged out and couldn't help but over hear their somewhat heated discussion about how to get down the mountain. Apparently they forgot that part in their planning stage. It sounded like they were sort of favoring the "hikers shuttle", if they could all get on it, even though it would drop them more than five miles from where they left their car ....


.... and some informative signage...



... and then it was time to get in line and wait for our train back down the mountain.  Once at the bottom, we continued the drive east and south around the loop to Conway, the start of the Kancamagus Highway, an American scenic byway that was recommended by several people we met on our travels leading up to this point. This is a really pretty drive but we think we are at least a couple of months early. It must be truly beautiful here in the fall when the trees all change colors! We stopped at one side road where there is an old covered bridge over a pretty river...








... pretty neat. Then we stopped at the summit...





... where the panoramic view is nothing special, but again, later in the year it probably is quite something. Arriving back in Lancaster we stopped at J. L. Sullivan's (Irish) Pub for some much needed wine, salads and burger. It was a long day. Back at the campground we thought about walking up to the far end of the park to where they were going to have fireworks to celebrate the 4th of July, but just about the time the show was to start, the skies opened up and a heavy thunderstorm drowned out any hope of fireworks. 


All in all a pretty good week.


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