Thursday, November 1, 2007

10/29 –31/07 Last Leg of Trip

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10/29/07 – 10/31/07
Last Leg of Trip

Spent the first night of our ride home at a Rest Area in Frametown, West Virginia. All was quiet until around 9 PM when Ron noticed some flashing lights three parking spaces to our left. There was a Fire Truck and Ambulance with the EMT’s evaluating the driver of the truck. The truck driver had called 911 because he thought he was having a heart attack. The security guard at the rest area was less then concerned for the driver. He told Ron that the ambulance crew was making a big thing out of nothing and he was upset that no one called him to let him know there was an emergency in the lot he was “protecting.” His only concern was he might have to do some additional paperwork because of the incident. A Real compassionate guy! As it turned out the truck driver spent the night in the hospital. His trailer had been taken away but his tractor was still in the lot the next morning.

Ron really does not want to go home (neither do I) so he routed us on the back roads and byways of America anticipating some “leaf peeping.” Although the colors are not the most vibrant they have been beautiful anyway. The hills of West Virginia are spectacular and the views never ending. We stopped along the highway in Maryland at a viewing station and exhibit. The roadway was carved out of the side of a mountain, a fete in itself.

Last night was another Walmart stop over. We met other RVer’s who are heading South and West for the winter. All are retired and felt bad for us because we are headed home to the winter weather of New England. Did I mention Ron is not happy!!!! We have come to the conclusion (already knew this) that life on the road is definitely for us. We anticipate getting home late this evening. If Ron gets his way it won’t be until tomorrow. We’ll see.
Happy Halloween!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
TOTAL MILES: 5,812.7
THE END

Sunday, October 28, 2007

10/26/07 West Memphis, AR driving

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10/26/07
West Memphis, AR
Odometer Reading: 14202.2
Drove the highways and byways today on our way to Mammoth Caves National Park in Kentucky. Stopped at a rest area in Tennessee to grab some lunch. As we were looking out the window we watched as a man took his animal out of the trailer he was hauling. He was taking his animal for a walk. It was not a dog or a cat but a horse. This was a first for us. We have seen people walking a dog or three dogs but never a horse. I guess horses need a break too.

10/27-28/07 Mammoth Caves

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10/27/07 – 10/28/07
Cave City, Kentucky
Odometer Reading: 14516.7

We arrived in Cave City, Kentucky around 4 PM. Set up in a very nice place called Cave Country RV Campground for the night, possibly two nights. The plan is to take a tour of Mammoth caves in the morning. After reviewing the many options we decided on the Grand Avenue Tour that involves four and one-half hours along four miles of cave. This tour is described as a three on a scale of four for difficulty but we decided to try it anyway.

With over 350 miles of cave passageways Mammoth caves is the longest known cave in the world. Mammoth Caves was established as a National Park in 1941, designated as a World Heritage Site in 1981 and became the core area of an International Biosphere Reserve in 1990. It is not known for its beauty but for the miles and miles of passageways.

I think we are becoming or were bats in a previous life because we seem to like caves and mines. The tour started out easily enough with the first mile pretty flat and benign. The underground world is a unique place and not for the faint of heart or claustrophobic. Some of the areas we entered were tight and closed in.

We ran into another group who were doing the Wild Cave Tour. Ron and I would have liked to join that tour, however since we are robust and not anorexic we would not have been able to squeeze through the very tiny spaces required of that tour. We did get some pictures of those struggling to get themselves through very enclosed spaces.

At the end of the first mile we entered an area that was set up as a restaurant. We shared a boxed lunch and were on to the challenge of the next 3 miles. Mile two was slightly more challenging with twists and turns but mostly downhill. The caves are promoted accurately as long, not beautiful but are as unique as fingerprints. We entered into areas that were narrow, very high and very different.

It didn’t get difficult until miles 3 and 4 when the majority of the walk was uphill - very steep uphill. The good news is that if you could survive the walk up the hills and stairs you wouldn’t need a cardiac stress test. By the end of the walking, climbing, sweating and breathing hard tour we were unceremoniously met by a revolving door to the outside world where an ugly green bus met us to bring us back to the parking lot. The end of the tour was abrupt to say the least. All in all we enjoyed ourselves, bat people that we are.
<---- Cave Cricketes
Next it is back to the RV to watch the Patriots kill the Washington Redskins and hopefully the Red Sox taking the World Series.

Tomorrow it is on the road again and the business of driving home. Neither of us wants to go home but we can’t complain since we have had a great adventure once again.

Saturday, October 27, 2007

10/23-25/07 Caldwell, Dallas, Texas

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10/23/07 – 10/25/07
Caldwell, Texas
Odometer Reading: 13418.8

The next planned stop is to see Ron’s cousin and Joyce and her family. I spoke with Joyce last evening and again this morning. Her husband, Elliot was diagnosed with kidney cancer last month. There was no evidence of metastasis and nodes were clear so surgery was scheduled for last week. Unfortunately, his PCP noticed a mole on his face that looked suspicious so had it removed. The biopsy returned a diagnosis of a stage four Melanoma with metastasis into his left neck tissue. He is scheduled for nodal biopsies again and then a plan of treatment will be implemented. Joyce is upset because he has had the mole on his face for several years and his PCP never showed concern about it in the past. At present the kidney surgery is on hold.
<--JOYCE,DAN (Arthures Child) ARTHURE. Ron and I felt uncomfortable about visiting at this time of crisis for Joyce and her family but she insisted we come anyway. She felt it would be comforting to both her and Elliot to have family with them. Although the situation is grim both Joyce and Elliot were gracious hosts and we had a wonderful ELLIOT AND DAN --->


visit with them. Elliot and Joyce are very stoic and have great religious faith that they are sure
<--- TIMS BUILDING









.will bring them through their medical crisis. Their sons Arthur and Timothy


Timothy v are doing ARTHUR

extremely well and have great families and beautiful children. TIMS DAUGHTER

We had to say our goodbyes this Thursday morning because our trip is winding to an end. It was a good visit and we hope to return on a future trip.


Ron thought we should stop at Dealy Plaza on our way through Dallas so we found a place to park the RV and disconnected the Jeep so we could drive into Dallas. We went to the Book Depository, which is now a museum, from which Oswald was supposed to have shot President Kennedy. We never believed the Warren Commission’s report and visiting Dealy Plaza cemented our beliefs that more then one person was involved in the assassination. We met a man who was giving an informative talk about the happenings of that day. He was FIRST SHOT X 13 at the time of the assassination but was a witness to the events. He was very well spoken and shared some very interesting facts about that day. In fact, many people including police officers witnessed gun smoke from the grassy knoll and fence. There are markings on the fence that indicate where at least two other shooters were standing. There are markings on the road indicating where the second and third shots hit President Kennedy – exactly in a perfect line with the markings on the fence. I guess we will never know the truth!!!!

DO NOT CLICK IF YOU ARE SKITTISH.
http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-6772585564431596301
THIS ONE NOT AS BAD.




Then it was back to the RV. Oophs!!!! Ron left the keys in the ignition and guess what? The driver’s side door was not locked!!! I guess we were lucky no one tried to get into the RV while we were gone. Next, it was hook-up time. My job is to set the Jeep in travel mode involving setting the transmission into neutral, then the transfer case into neutral. Once that is done the transmission goes into park and the ignition key into on position.

We took off and Ron was fighting with the wheel. The RV was pulling to the right. He pulled over and noticed that the wheels on the Jeep were not turning left to right. I had not set the key in the right position. We were both messing up so decided we should find a place to stay for the night so we pulled into the nearest WalMart and spent the night without further mishap.
A WALL*MART END

Monday, October 22, 2007

10/21-22/07 San Antonio, River Walk, Alamo , Missions

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10/21/07 – 10/22/07
San Antonio KOA
San Antonio, Texas
Odometer Reading:13,418.8

Headed out early to San Antonio. Ron was hoping that with cable TV he might be able to catch the Pat’s game but no luck. The only broadcast was for Texas. He’s missed the last three games and is in withdrawal.

Spent Sunday afternoon and evening touring downtown San Antonio. We Strolled the River Walk and took a boat tour of the River. The tour guide was great pointing out many landmarks and giving us the history of the River Walk. All along the River are Restaurants, shops and a casino. There is an enormous fully functioning hospital along the walk that has a bar on the first level!!!!!! It is a beautiful area and great concept to revitalize the city. The River Walk is directly across the street from the Alamo which is right in the center of the city of San Antonio.

The Alamo is not part of the National Park Service and is privately managed by the Daughters of the Republic of Texas who were entrusted by the State of Texas in 1905 with the care and maintenance of the Alamo as a historic site and shrine “as a sacred memorial to the heroes who immolated themselves upon that hallowed ground”. The DRT’s receive no monetary help from local, state or federal government and depend solely on donations and proceeds from the gift shop adjacent to the Alamo to preserve and maintain the complex and exhibits.

The Alamo, built around 1718, originally named Mision San Antonio de Valero served as a home to missionaries and their Indian converts for nearly 70 years. In the early 1800’s , the Spanish military stationed a calvary unit at the former mission. The soldiers referred to the old mission as the “Alamo” (Spanish word for cottonwood) in honor or\f their hometown. The commander established the first recorded hospital in Texas in the long barrack. (scary hospital) Until the Texas revolution, the Spanish, Rebel and then Mexican military continued to occupy the Alamo.

The fateful 1836 battle at the Alamo was preceded by the defeat of the Mexican troops in December of 1935 when the Texan and Tejiano volunteers forced General Martin Perfecto de Cos and his soldiers to surrender. The victorious volunteers then inhabited the Alamo and strengthened its forces.

Unfortunately, General Antonio Lopez Santa Anna had other ideas. He was angry and wanted to recapture the Alamo. On February 23, 1836 Santa Anna, with his forces 6000 strong was outside the Alamo. The defenders of the Alamo (under 200 men ) were able to hold the Alamo for thirteen days against Santa Anna’s army. On March 6, 1836 the final assault on the Alamo took place when Santa Anna’s army stormed the Alamo http://www.thealamo.org/
in the pre-dawn hours surprising and overwhelming the defenders. Despite the loss, this battle has come to symbolize the heroic struggle against overwhelming odds – a place where men made the ultimate sacrifice for freedom. Not long after the battle at the Alamo, Santa Anna’s army was easily defeated by Sam Houston and his army allowing Texas to pursue its’ quest for independence.

Within the museum are artifacts from Jim Bowie (his knife) and David Crockett (his gun, clothing and personal items). Of the men that died four were from Massachusetts and one from Rhode Island. It is amazing to be here this location and walk in the footsteps of those who fought such a famous battle.

Today, Monday, we’ve encountered our first day of less then perfect weather. Heavy rains this morning kept us in the RV. Amazingly the temp was in the high 80’s yesterday to 62 today with a brisk wind. Around one PM we headed out to take in the Mission’s in the area. There are five missions including the Alamo.

This chain of missions established along the San Antonio River in the 18th century is a reminder of one of Spain’s most successful attempts to extend its dominion northward from present day Mexico. Collectively they form the largest concentration of Catholic missions in North America.

The Alamo was the first mission on the San Antonio River. Although it does not house a formal church the area of the Alamo that was the church is now the shrine to honor those who died during the 1836 battle.

Mission Concepcion has endured time and the elements for 250 years. It is the country’s oldest original stone churche. There is extensive art on the walls inside the buildings of the mission. Experts restored these frescos in 1988 and they are beautiful and colorful.









Masses are held in the church every Sunday. When we were in the church there was organ music being piped in. It was very serene and beautiful.

Built in 1720 mission San Jose was viewed as the model of mission organization. The overall size of the complex reflects San Jose’s reputation as the “Queen of the Missions.”

Mission San Jose was the most beautiful and largest of the missions we toured. You could imagine living within the confines of the mission.

























Next it was on to San Juan Mission. San Juan mission was originally established in East Texas and was moved to its permanent home on the east bank of the San Antonio River in 1731. Once again, one could imagine living, working and worshiping within the mission complex.












The final mission was the Mission Espada located Southernmost of the San Antonio chain of missions. It is the most remote of the missions and in the 1700’s this proved a problem when threatened by the Indians.


The biggest threat to the residents within all the missions was the Apache and Comanche Indians. Although they did not attack the missions they would kidnap the people and steal supplies.

A Park Ranger told us that all the missions still have active congregations. If one parishioner from one mission goes to another mission and behaves badly there is hell to pay. One parishioner stated that if “I were caught by another mission parishioner doing something wrong, I would just turn myself into the police- the punishment would less severe.”

Then it was back to the River Walk. Ron because wanted some ice cream. Little did we know it would cost us $9.50 for two cups of ice cream. What I can’t believe is that Ron actually paid that kind of money. I’m still in shock.

It was a great day, although chilly. The missions were beautiful and all were a little different. A must see for anyone visiting San Antonio.

I apologize for being so wordy!!!