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Day 10, Wallmart, the JETS, Niagra Falls, Cinderella

Just as with Woodland Park, today we could slow down and breathe.  We boondocked last night at the Wallmart in Lexington Ohio.   That Wallmart is a guarded 24hr store that does not discourage overnighters.  We replenished our supplies and called it a night.  It had been a 555 mile drive from Missouri.  We were bushed.   Around 3:30 AM some inconsiderate trucker pulled in and fired up his generator.  That’s not cool.   He drove off half an hour later.  Surprisingly Ellen slept through.

The next morning we bought some popcorn from a cub scout family before heading off.  We mentioned we were from California and the woman said incredulously, “WHY?”  She assumed we had moved to Lexington, Ohio.  We had a great conversation.

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The drive from  Lexington Ohio to Syracuse Ny is a relatively short one.  We stopped a few times to pick flowers along the road side.  This brings back strong family memories when I was very young.  The flowers we picked were beautiful.   Erie county is home of vineyards and wineries.

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Lush Trees, Farm Land, and Vineyards dot the landscape in Erie County.

We could have make it a long day, but it’s Sunday and the JETS were playing.  At this point we needed to find a place to stop, watch the game, do laundry, and perhaps take a shower.  The JETS game showed at 10 AM PST, we were in EST a difference of three hours.   We could drive 2-3 hours then watch the game on DirecTv which assumes we’re still in Pacific Time! Ellen found a TA truck stop at Harbor Creek Pennsylvania that had it all plus a truck wash, and was a bit over two hours drive away.  Perfect.

TA Truck Stop, Harbor Creek New York

At that TA station, the laundry was great, we gassed up, filled DEF, and settled in, but the JETS lost.  We packed in the last of the laundry and headed off to New York easily forgetting the debacle we had witnessed.   Passing Buffalo, we both though, “why not stop at Niagara Falls?”  We could catch sunset over the falls.   Again with AllStays, Ellen found two campgrounds on Grand Island.  She called both and we made a reservation at Cinderella Motel and Campsite and we continued on to the falls.

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What Is This?

Niagara Falls

Somehow we drove right into the closest Niagara Falls parking lot and walked to the overlook.

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We hope to ride “Maid of the Mist” tomorrow.  Being off season and in the evening, the falls were not crowded.  The US side of the falls is commercialized, but it is nothing like the Canadian side with two casinos dominating the night-time view.

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We saw sunset from the US side and we’ll see sunrise from the Canadian side tomorrow morning before pushing on.

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We backtracked to our campsite, connected, and found that the trees to the south blocked our DirecTv antenna.  The off-the-air HD antenna worked fine and we’re watching CSI Las Vegas.  Ellen grabbed me to go out and see the eclipse of the Harvest Moon.  I ran back, grabbed my long camera, and took this photo.

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Crickets!

Two more things before we head off this morning.  << No Photos This Post>>

Harvest Moon Eclipse

Kim “reminded” us that there will be an eclipse of the moon this Sunday.  The moon will be a red harvest moon.  Don’t miss it!

Lazy Day Campground, Danville Missouri

We are up early this morning.  One RV was leaving and two gals were setting up to go.  We will not be the first ones on the road today.  Sunrise was welcome with clear skies of a wonderful pale blue.  I heard the unmistakable call of a raptor walking back to The Beast.

Last night the crickets were riotous.  I think the occasional frog threw a croak into the cacophony.  It would be fun to explore the state park and to stay another evening for the cricket concert.  I would rather spend a day in Dayton and Yellow Springs.  We’ll push on.

Ray and Ellen

Yesterday we stopped at a home depot; I wanted to get a kneeling pad like the one Jim loaned me at Woodland Park.  Walking back to the RV, there was an SUV pulled right up to our rig and a couple engrossed in conversation with Ellen.  Ray and Ellen saw us pull in and are thinking about touring the country.  Ray would be gone already, but wanted to show his wife what an RV is like.  They had all sorts of questions about Li’l Beast, but mostly wanted to get our impression of life on the road.  A bit embarrassing, we’re having an issue with the stair motor.  Sometimes it refuses to extend.  A few swift taps with a rubber mallet is enough to bring it back to life.  Ray was amused.  His wife climbed aboard and spent some time getting a tour while I spoke with Ray.  Ray said there’s no reason a Jake Brake could not be added to the diesel.  He had worked as a boat builder in Mendocino Ca,, then as a mechanic, and is now working as a respiratory technician.  We left with Ray more firmly convinced he’ll tour the US in one and I think we went some distance to assuring his wife it would be fun and not misery.

It amazes me how talkative the people we’ve met on our trip have been.  I think the pace of life in the Bay Area is messed up.  It feels like everyone has so much to do in a day, they do not have time to simply “be”.   I feel that the people in the states we’ve visited take things much more slowly. The first few days this was annoying.  Standing in line at Safeway or Home Depot waiting for people to check out was frustrating.  It took “too long” as they slowly loaded up the conveyor or spent that extra four minutes talking to the clerk.  After a while it dawned on me that it’s not so bad to take time to “be with” other humans.  Slowing down and cramming less into a day makes for much more courteous and fun exchanges with people.

I think of my conversation with Charles at Woodland Park RV Campground as we prepared to leave.  It was a good twenty minute conversation and it was FUN.  I learned a bit about Charles, more about the campground and local politics, and he learned a bit about me and our travels.  He is a believer.  I am not.  We found common ground in disparaging televangelists and the like,  We both share similar beliefs in how to live life:  with god in his case, without in mine.  We were not all that different, though I’ll never be able to talk as slowly or as convincingly as Charles, a true Texan.

Everyone has a tale to tell if you simply listen.

 

The Golden Loop

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Colorado Aspen Foliage, Near Peak Color

We had to move our rig yesterday morning, a 40′ rig was due in today.  It’s a bit of a hassle disconnecting and reconnecting, but we had no choice.   We found that the sewer line in #14 The Woodland RV Park is UPHILL from the pad.  We chose not to connect the sewer.

We pulled in beside John and Ronna, who we had met at Diamond RV park a few days earlier. They’re visiting their family, children and grandchildren.  John saw me kneeling on the gravel, grabbed a mat and offered it to me.  I don’t know why I didn’t get one earlier.   We’ll visit Home Depot on our way through Colorado Springs.DSC03567

152 Acres for Sale

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Bro’ and Sis

That morning Rich drove us on a loop around the Cripple Creek gold mines.  The open pit mine is huge.  RIch  had worked at the mine for about 20 years and knew all about the  mining process.  He had not been through that area in a while and remarked on how much it had changed.  I’d guess you’d find Rich at his claims or walking local hills prospecting and not driving around the mines.  We drove past 152 acres with two houses on the property that was for sale.

We met with Shelly, Scruff’s widow on our way back “home”.  It was a good if brief visit.  Scuffy is one of Ellen’s brothers who passed away in May 2013.  Vincent Thomas Fretterd was known as Scruff to his friends.

At “home” we ate and vegged out watching Law and Order.  John and Ronna had their family over for dinner.  We thought we’d drop over after the excitement died down.  Around 9:45 we visited with them and had a wide ranging conversation over a few drinks.  We didn’t realize how late it was until we got back home at 1:07 AM.

I’ll go into detail about Victor, Cripple Creek, and some of Rich’s, John’s, and Ronna’s stories later this evening.  We’re setting up to move on out of Woodland Park.

Ron

Smooth Running, Part 2.

Parachute, Colorado

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Arriving Parachute Co

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A View from Battlement Mesa

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Battlement Mesa RV Park

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Li’l Beast @ Battlement Mesa, Co.

We pulled into Parachute ahead of dusk.   Using the AllStays app, Ellen chose Battlement Mesa Campground for the evening.  Allstay guided us to “nowhere”.  We were atop the mesa when we saw a sign “RV Campground” with an arrow.  We figured, “Why Not?” and followed a few signs to Battlement Mesa.  This is a large RV campground.  It looked to have over 100 sites each with full hookups.  There were few trees.  This is a huge parking log with full hookups. There might have been a dozen RVs  scattered about.  I drove past the main entrance, there is no clear signage for the office.  We finally found the office which was closed and the toilets closed and locked.  The laundry was open!

We decided to stay and while Ellen looked around for “the perfect” site, I tried my hand at cracking the code for the toilets with no success.  Walking back to Li’l Beast, I met Jennie headed to the woman’s toilets.  “Hi, we’ll be staying here for the evening.  The office is closed.  What is the code for the toilet?”  Jennie told me the woman’s code.  “Thanks, my wife, Ellen, will be happy.”   Ellen happened to walk up.  Jennie said, “I think the men’s code is ssss”.  While Ellen and Jennie were talking, I tried the men’s code and it worked!

Jennie looked to be about 30 years of age.  She had followed the oil and natural gas boom to South Dakota and had done well until the price of oil dropped.  She’s back in Colorado and looking for her next adventure.

Off season, I recommend Battlement Mesa Campground.  Follow the signs.  My GPS was useless in finding the park.  During peak season the park could be full daily.  In mid September it is nearly empty.  The office is closed weekends.  We found no management people Saturday evening or Sunday morning.  We showered and did laundry.

Vail and Breckenridge

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Leaving Parachute, Co.

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The Colorado River

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A narrow Canyon on the Colorado

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Kayakers taking a break

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A walkway along the Colorado

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Aspens turning in the fall

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Ski Slopes near Vail

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Fall Foliage, Colorado

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Breckenridge Co

Our drive from Parachute to woodland Park took us through Vail and Breckenridge.   Highway 70 runs right through Vail and highway 9 runs through the center of Frisco and Breckenridge .(Frisco is a small town popular with skiers due to the close proximity to Breckenridge, Copper Mt., Keystone and Arapahoe).   We stopped at a Safeway in Breckenridge for sandwiches that we took with us.  Later we had lunch at a vista point and rest stop.

Woodland Park, Colorado

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Rest Stop Nearing Woodland Park

The drive from Parachute to Woodland Park was beautiful.  There were a number of grades both up and down to be negotiated.  Getting off I-70 headed on 9 and 24 toward Woodland Park was “different”.  The roads are two lane, stretching over high plains with some significant turns.  I remember two 10mph hairpin uphill turns that were “fun”.  They were no problem for Li’l Beast, but could be challenging for a 40’er with a toad.

We drove consistently 10 mph below the speed limit with a few exceptions (10 mph hairpin turns for instance).  In the high terrain, the aspens had turned presenting splashes of golden or orange against the green conifer background.  Colorado is beautiful.

Again using AllStays, Ellen chose Diamond Campground and RV park for our first overnight in Woodland Park.  It’s on the approach into Woodland from 24, on 67N.  We called ahead and got mixed messages from the office.  When we arrived we drove  around the park looking at sites and found a few that might work.  We were looking at one site, when a fellow happened by and said we should check at the office, there are only a few sites available.  It turned out that there were many sites available that night, but only two were listed on the office door.  The two “official sites” were way in the back or right up front.  We took the one up front, hear the bathrooms and parked between a 40’er to our right (John and Rona) and a 31’er to our left (CRVGO.com).

Diamond Campground has it merits and issues.  The roads are dirt and dust is everywhere when a rig pulls through.  The Sewer hookups are not threaded, use rocks to hold the business end in place. The trees are pretty, but Sat Reception can be flaky or non-existent.  On the plus side, the managers are friendly, the showers tiled with glass sliding doors.  The restrooms are large, heated, and clean.  If not for the dust issue, I’d very highly rate this campground.  It is also part of the Passport America system.  Members can stay for $12 per night!

We had the pleasure of meeting John and his wife Rona at Diamond Campground.  We had a very warm chat with them in the morning.  It was John who mentioned Passport America and $12.  Their 40′ rig was spotless.  I asked how John cleans his rig and he described washing a 4×4 section at a time and that it takes about four hours to do the job right.  Then he remembered a mobile car wash fellow out of LA who does a great job on RVs.  John went back into their rig and brought out a card, BONGOSS Professional Detailing 818-581-5424.   They travel as far south as Temecula.  John also highly recommends the Cripple Creek mine tour, which we plan to take.  Today we were busy.  Tomorrow we will visit Cripple Creek.DSC03182

Li’l Beast at Diamond RV Park

Woodland RV Park

We departed Diamond Campground and drove the three miles to Woodland RV Campground.  This is a small campground.  It is paved, but it does not have showers or toilets.  It does have the advantage of being less than a  mile from Rich’s home.  We left Diamond late, there were two sites available at Woodland.  We drove the small loop checking out the two sites.  We saw John and Rona’s rig in the lower campsite.  One of the two free sites was below and next to them, but it was very close to the other neighbor.  Ellen preferred the other, higher site which we took.  It had large bunches of Lavender growing along one side of the site. This site has a five degree down slope but with a clear view of the south through some trees.  We leveled Li’l Beast within tolerances and found satellite reception was perfect.  The way we parked the sewer line was not downhill but it was still workable.

After relaxing some, we walked to Woodland Park’s old town about 2 miles away.  Starving, we walked past two breweries and happened upon Joannie’s Gourmet Mountain Deli and a wonderfully quirky counter gal who recommended the Greek Quiche, which Ellen ordered.  I had a Spicy Italian.  They were both excellent.  Be warned though, the spicy Italian is full of pepperoncini and Jalapeno.  It was tasty and very spicy without being uncomfortably hot.  Joannie’s does not serve alcohol.

For the next hour or two we walked the rest of old town and headed back to the RV.  Rich picked us up in the late evening and we all headed to dinner.  All?  Rich, Ellen, and I  and

Jean, Rich’s gal friend, and Alea, Rich’s daughter.  We had a great time chatting.  The waiter had to come by twice to get our order.  We hardly noticed the food arrive, and we kept talking well after the bill was paid and our waiter had left!  It was fun for me and fun / emotional for Ellen reconnecting with Rich and meeting his grownup daughter. We immediately took a liking to Jean, too.

Leaving the restaurant, a plan fell into place.  Rich was meeting a buddy and his friend to go prospecting the next morning.  Then he could meet Ellen and I and we could head out to Cripple Creek in the afternoon to meet with Scruffy’s Wife.  Scruffy was another of Ellen’s brothers.  Or we could all go prospecting in the morning and “do” Cripple Creek in the afternoon.  Prospecting?  Really?  Ellen and I were IN.

Prospectors, The Weather Channel

Rich has led an exciting and varied life from horses, through surveying, and into prospecting. He’s been collecting rocks for decades and has built a solid reputation with county and state authorities and local prospectors.  High Noon Entertainment went looking for prospector around Cripple Creek in 2011-2012.  Rich Fretterd’s name came up enough that the producers approached Rich about “playing” a prospector on the show.  With some reservation, Rich accepted and the show has been a success.  The next season’s episode finished filming in August.  We’ve recorded all the episodes DirecTV carried on “The Weather Channel” until a disuute between the two led DirecTV to drop the weather channel and its programming.

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Prospecting near George Lake

The next morning we started out an hour later than planned.  That night someone had shot a deer, but not killed it.  The local police put the deer out of its misery and as they do,they called neighbors who might want the meat.  Rich got a call from a neighbor asking if he’d want to help clean the carcass for some meat.  He declined.  Some  of his neighbors cleaned the carcass and dragged the remains down near a creek.  When Rich arrived home he spooked a big bear who shot up the tree at the back entrance to his home.  Two baby bears tore up the tree after her. Rich went in the front entrance.  The bears had dragged the dear remains back up the hill from the creek and had a feast near his back yard.

All seven of us headed out to one of Rich’s claims this morning.  Rich, Jean, Alea, Ellen and I and two friends Rich had met at the Denver Gem Show. The drive started on a paved two land road much like any other, but this one threaded through stands of Aspen and Pine winding its way past private lands into park lands.  Somewhere along the way the pavement gave way to dirt with fewer homes and more trees.  Further along the road became rutted with steep down grades and passed through an old fire zone.  There were groves of aspen, more numerous than I had seen.  All were small new growth rising among the burned-out hulks of old pine trees.   The past fire  (2003) had decimated acres of land.  It was heartening to see new growth within such devastation. We were all having a great time at the claim site and did not leave until almost 5 PM. And by this time the skies threatened rain at any moment.

On the way home we decided to stay another day to visit Shelly in Cripple Creek and visit the town of Victor and the local open-pit gold mine.  We drove “home” exhausted,  but with enough energy for a few more photos of the Aspen groves.  Home, we had a quick dinner and slept well.  A hard rain came that night.

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The Three Prospectors

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Change of weather, Threatening Rain