We were up at 6 AM!! Our plan was to meet Alan for breakfast at 7. They are serving biscuits and gravy, all you can eat. Having plenty of time Gerri and I showered since the sewer was still hooked up. I had to turn the furnace on to take off the chill, it was 49 degrees.
I called Alan and picked him up in time to be in line for breakfast at 7. There was no line, we were first.
After breakfast we went back to the coach to finish getting ready to travel. While I was draining the sewer tanks and unhooking utilities, Alan was nice enough to clean our windshield. I had swept the water off the slide awnings last night so I didn;t have to worry about getting a shower when Gerri brought the rooms in. We had a little problems with the leveling jacks, the left front jack had sunk into some mud and didn't come up with the other three. I turned every thing off and after it all reset the jack came up properly, we were ready to go. After tearful goodbyes, at least I misted up, we pulled out. I hooked up the Jeep by the grocery store and it was goodbye to Fun Valley.
Fun Valley is a wonderful place! There is a lot to do in the park, there are great people to meet and the area offers nearly unlimited opportunities to explore and enjoy the surrounding area.
As you may may remember our original plan was to return home via I-80. After Joan's death we changed our plans to visit Alan in Fun Valley. Last year Joan and Alan visited us in Great Falls while Glenna was in rehab after her hip replacement. We were greatly comforted by their visit. We are so glad we made the change in plans. I don't fully know how or visit affected Alan, but it was very edifying for us. It is very inspiring to see the grace and strength that Alan has exhibited after this life changing tragedy. I pray that I have such strength if faced with the lost of a loved one.
We pulled out at about 8:15 headed southwest on US 160. We topped Wolf Creek Pass and I engaged the highest setting on the engine brake. In the words of CW McCall;
"Well, from there on down it just wasn't real purdy: it was hairpin county and switchback city.
One
of 'em looked like a can full'a worms; another one looked like malaria
germs. Right in the middle of the whole damn show was a real nice
tunnel, now wouldn't you know?
Wolf Creek Pass, way up on the Great Divide
Truckin' on down the other side
Wolf Creek Pass, way up onmorrow afternoon the Great Divide
Truckin' on down the other side."
It really wasn't that bad, with the engine brake on high, we never got over 30 mph.
Pagosa Springs didn't seem to offer much in the way of quick sightseeing, so we went through pretty quickly. Thunder storms started after we turned south on US 550 towards Farmington. Occasionally the rain was very heavy. We had originally planned to spend the night in Shiprock. Because of the time we went on to the Meteor Crater RV Park.
We will be back to Las Vegas tomorrow afternoon.
We got to the RV park at 4:15 PDT, Arizona is on Mountain Standard which is the same. The coach and Jeep are unbeliably dirty. Why doesn't rain wash off the dirt.
After relaxing, Gerri fixed supper and after TV and computer time we called it a night.
Wednesday, August 31, 2011
Tuesday, August 30, 2011
Fun Valley, CO, Tuesday August 30, 2011
I got up at about 7:15 thinking today was all you can eat biscuits and gravy for breakfast. I was wrong, that is tomorrow. I finished up some computer time.
After Gerri got up I drove around the park and took pictures, since this was our last full day at Fun Valley.
Lunch today was an all you can eat Taco Bar. Gerri, Alan and I went. Another great meal at Fun Valley.
After lunch and before the afternoon rain, Alan and I headed out to the SW on Us-160 and turned into the hills. We drove about 40 miles through the hills and ended up in Del Norte about 16 mikes east of South Fork. We looked for a cache in Del Norte but it seemed to be missing. We looked for another cache on the way back to South Fork, again no luck.
Once back in South Fork I checked for nearby caches on Gerri's phone. It was a quick find near the town hall.
We got back to Fun Valley during one of the afternoon downpours. We visited with Alan for awhile before he had to go and take care of business.
We decided against going to supper, still full of Tacos.
I picked up our patio carpet, cleaned it up and put it away. I even went up on the roof to sweep the water off the slide out awnings. A little later I went to the office and settled up the bill for our stay at Fun Valley. The bill as not just for our site rental but included meals and gift shop purchases. All we have to do in the morning is unhook from utilities and hook up the Jeep before we leave.
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| West from our site |
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| South Fork of the Rio Grande, It runs through the Fun Valley Resort |
After Gerri got up I drove around the park and took pictures, since this was our last full day at Fun Valley.
Lunch today was an all you can eat Taco Bar. Gerri, Alan and I went. Another great meal at Fun Valley.
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| South Fork of the Rio Grande |
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| Cabins along the South Fork of theRio Grande |
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| Looking east behind the restaurant, |
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| A Fun Valley pond |
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| A fixer upper in the mountains |
Once back in South Fork I checked for nearby caches on Gerri's phone. It was a quick find near the town hall.
We got back to Fun Valley during one of the afternoon downpours. We visited with Alan for awhile before he had to go and take care of business.
We decided against going to supper, still full of Tacos.
I picked up our patio carpet, cleaned it up and put it away. I even went up on the roof to sweep the water off the slide out awnings. A little later I went to the office and settled up the bill for our stay at Fun Valley. The bill as not just for our site rental but included meals and gift shop purchases. All we have to do in the morning is unhook from utilities and hook up the Jeep before we leave.
Fun Valley, Sunday August 28, 2011
After some computer time I went to church in South Fork.
Before going back to Fun Valley I did a cache, got gas for the Jeep and picked up a couple of items at a local market.
Shortly after I got back our afternoon thunder storm started. We had lunch at Fun Valley and then Alan and I went for a drive up to the Lobo Overlook. The overlook is much higher than Fun Valley and it was cold. The overlook give a good view of Wolf Creek Pass and the Wolf Creek Ski Area. We drove down a ways toward Pagosa Springs before turning around.
Near Wolf Creek Pass the Continental Divide Trail crosses the highway. I stopped for pictures before returning to the Park.
It rained off and on during the afternoon and we pretty much hung around the coach. We didn't go out to supper because of the big lunch we had earlier.
Before going back to Fun Valley I did a cache, got gas for the Jeep and picked up a couple of items at a local market.
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| Alan at Lobo Overlook |
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| Wolf Creek Pass, from Lobo Overlook |
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| A view coming back to Wolf Creek Pass From Lobo Overlook |
Near Wolf Creek Pass the Continental Divide Trail crosses the highway. I stopped for pictures before returning to the Park.
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| The Continental Divide Trail near Wolf Creek Pass. When I was young and in my prime, I dreamed of hiking this trail all the time. Now that my legs are old and weak, I take pictures when I get a peek. If you walk the way this picture faces you would eventually get to Mexico. Turn around and it's off to Canada. The trail covers over 3200 miles from Mexico to Canada. |
Monday, August 29, 2011
Fun Valley, CO, Monday August 29, 2011
I spent some time last night and this morning catching up on bill paying, mainly taxes, insurance and utilities.
Some time before noon we met up with Alan and hoping for enough sunshine for better picture in the area of Creed.
Before noon we went and watched the Line dancing class that Alan attends.
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| Downtown Creed, CO |
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| Inside the Creed FD |
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| Entrance to Creed FD |
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| The door goes into a mine shaft |
My Geomate Jr. showed a cache about 1.6 miles away in a direction that was generally up a canyon. The road was steep and wet but a good solid gravel road. As we drove up the canyon the cache was to our left. We circled up to an area where there used to be a town called Bachelor City. Now the cache was about 600' away. We tried a small road that seemed to go in the right direction. The road was rough and I hit several rocks going up. The road got narrower with barely room between the trees for the Jeep. Finally we came to a wider spot, still 400' from the cache, and I decided to turn around. Alan moved a small downed tree and several branches. Because the turn was tight I used four wheel drive due to the tight maneuvers. On the way back to the main road I think I hit all the same rocks again.
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| Success, can you see where the cache is? |
Higher view of Creed
On the way back down to Creed we stopped and took several pictures.
Back at the RV Park we passed on supper, even though it was all the sirloin steak you can eat. We were still full from the lunch pizza.
Gerri made Glenna a sandwich and we went to watch the Wild Rose Band and country dancing.
We returned to the coach about 9:30 and called it a night after some computer and TV time.
Sunday, August 28, 2011
Fun Valley, Saturday August 27, 2011
I went through the mail while having my coffee. Two small checks, some overdue Quest bills and some soon due taxes was all that was of any importance. I'll take care of the bills later.
Late in the morning we started a tour of the area with Alan. He drove us to an old mining town, Creed. Then we had lunch at a out in the middle of nowhere store and restaurant, Freemon's, for some good, old fashion grilled hamburgers. Gerri decided to also try a toasted coconut ice cream cone. She said it was good, I tried it and it was just coconut.
After lunch we drove to the head waters of the Rio Grande. Along the way we went by a trail head where I grabbed a cache. The pictures were taken with cellphones because Gerri's camera battery went dead. The scenery was great, mountains covered with different shades of green and down by the river there were shades of yellow in the valley. Along the Rio Grande Reservoir we saw a Ptarmigan and lower along a creek we spotted several old beaver dams.
Alan's Jeep got pretty dirty on all the muddy roads.
We got back to Fun Valley about 5pm and rested up until time to go to supper. The meal was all you can eat catfish. Very good fish but so so hushpuppies.
After lunch we drove to the head waters of the Rio Grande. Along the way we went by a trail head where I grabbed a cache. The pictures were taken with cellphones because Gerri's camera battery went dead. The scenery was great, mountains covered with different shades of green and down by the river there were shades of yellow in the valley. Along the Rio Grande Reservoir we saw a Ptarmigan and lower along a creek we spotted several old beaver dams.
Alan's Jeep got pretty dirty on all the muddy roads.
We got back to Fun Valley about 5pm and rested up until time to go to supper. The meal was all you can eat catfish. Very good fish but so so hushpuppies.
Saturday, August 27, 2011
Fun Valley, CO, Friday August 26, 2011
Couldn't hook the Jeep last night and wanted to do it this morning before it got hot.I thought our drive for the day was 190 miles. I found out the Colorado SR 10 was closed. We had to go to Pueblo and then south to pickup US-160 and continue to our destination, Fun Valley.
We got underway at 9:15. A few minutes before 10 I was thrilled by the sight of the purple line of mountains ahead. We have been out of the sight of mountains since leaving West Virginia on July 19th. Two hours later we were in the foothills and the mountains were a distinct sight not so far distant.
We stopped once for fuel in Walsenburg, CO for fuel and then turned west on US-160. Fun Valley is just west of South Fork, CO and we arrived there at 1:15. The detour through Pueblo added almost 50 miles to the trip.
I had called ahead and they knew we were coming even though they don't take reservations. At the office we were greeted by security who place a Fun Valley guest sticker on both vehicles. When I checked in they told me that we pay on departure and anything we buy at the park can be charged to our campsite. I also asked where our friend Alan Howeth was parked and if there were open sites near him. The said he was in site 320 and that site 315 was vacant. The procedure was similar to Thousand Trails in that you pick an open site and then report back to the office with the site number. Any open site without a rented sign was available. I located Alan's site but decided to get set up before seeing if he was home. Site 315 was very short but next door was unoccupied 314, so we took it. The site is close to the highway but shouldn't be too noisy. I went back and turned in the information and asked about our mail. The envelope Dana had sent was waiting for us. I was a little worried about the mail getting to us; Fun Valley receives their mail in South Fork but FedEx comes to their address on Hwy 160. Dana sent it by mail to the street address but it worked out.
After getting set up I walked down to Alan's site but the Jeep was gone. That was when I noticed there was an open site next to him. I left a message on his phone. A little later I saw the Jeep there and I saw Alan in the street. I went to greet him and while we were talking it started raining. We went to our coach and visited for awhile. We decided to have supper at the onsite restaurant, tonight they were serving BBQ Brisket, sausage and Turkey Breast. Serving starts at 6 and Alan said we should get here about a quarter till. We drove to the restaurant in the rain, Alan rode his bicycle. When we parked we discovered we hadn't allowed for the time change we had by coming from the Central Zone into the Mountain Time Zone, so we were an hour early. Alan took us for a tour around the property which is extensive. Alan has been coming here for many years and knows a lot of the history. There are several sections for RV, motel rooms, cabins and travel trailers available for guests.
We went back to the restaurant and had an excellent meal. We sat by a window that looked out over one of the several ponds on the property. The ponds are fed by water from the South Fork of the Rio Grand which runs through the property.
After supper we had the option of watching a group of square dancers or attending a dance with a country western band. Gerri and Glenna choose to go back to the RV. Alan and I went country western. The small band was very good, There were couples dancing and groups doing line dancing. Alan has taken some line dancing lessons and joined in several. He is quite good at the dances he has learned. The dance broke up about 9:30. Alan dropped me off at the coach and we called it a night.
We got underway at 9:15. A few minutes before 10 I was thrilled by the sight of the purple line of mountains ahead. We have been out of the sight of mountains since leaving West Virginia on July 19th. Two hours later we were in the foothills and the mountains were a distinct sight not so far distant.
We stopped once for fuel in Walsenburg, CO for fuel and then turned west on US-160. Fun Valley is just west of South Fork, CO and we arrived there at 1:15. The detour through Pueblo added almost 50 miles to the trip.
I had called ahead and they knew we were coming even though they don't take reservations. At the office we were greeted by security who place a Fun Valley guest sticker on both vehicles. When I checked in they told me that we pay on departure and anything we buy at the park can be charged to our campsite. I also asked where our friend Alan Howeth was parked and if there were open sites near him. The said he was in site 320 and that site 315 was vacant. The procedure was similar to Thousand Trails in that you pick an open site and then report back to the office with the site number. Any open site without a rented sign was available. I located Alan's site but decided to get set up before seeing if he was home. Site 315 was very short but next door was unoccupied 314, so we took it. The site is close to the highway but shouldn't be too noisy. I went back and turned in the information and asked about our mail. The envelope Dana had sent was waiting for us. I was a little worried about the mail getting to us; Fun Valley receives their mail in South Fork but FedEx comes to their address on Hwy 160. Dana sent it by mail to the street address but it worked out.
After getting set up I walked down to Alan's site but the Jeep was gone. That was when I noticed there was an open site next to him. I left a message on his phone. A little later I saw the Jeep there and I saw Alan in the street. I went to greet him and while we were talking it started raining. We went to our coach and visited for awhile. We decided to have supper at the onsite restaurant, tonight they were serving BBQ Brisket, sausage and Turkey Breast. Serving starts at 6 and Alan said we should get here about a quarter till. We drove to the restaurant in the rain, Alan rode his bicycle. When we parked we discovered we hadn't allowed for the time change we had by coming from the Central Zone into the Mountain Time Zone, so we were an hour early. Alan took us for a tour around the property which is extensive. Alan has been coming here for many years and knows a lot of the history. There are several sections for RV, motel rooms, cabins and travel trailers available for guests.
We went back to the restaurant and had an excellent meal. We sat by a window that looked out over one of the several ponds on the property. The ponds are fed by water from the South Fork of the Rio Grand which runs through the property.
After supper we had the option of watching a group of square dancers or attending a dance with a country western band. Gerri and Glenna choose to go back to the RV. Alan and I went country western. The small band was very good, There were couples dancing and groups doing line dancing. Alan has taken some line dancing lessons and joined in several. He is quite good at the dances he has learned. The dance broke up about 9:30. Alan dropped me off at the coach and we called it a night.
Thursday, August 25, 2011
Thursday August 25, 2011
We were up by 7 and ready to go by 8:15. It's over 550 miles to Fun Valley, so today I planned to get as far as La Junta, CO. The only RV park listed in was a KOA. We stopped for pictures at the Kansas/Colorado border. There was a nearby cache, I thought it would be my first cache in Colorado this year. Turns out the cache was in Kansas. Because of the heat we opted to stay at the KOA for the 50 amp hookup. The drive from Wichita to La Junta was 347 miles.
The last KOA we stayed at was in 2002, the Lost Hills KOA on I-5 near Bakersfield, CA. After that experience we decided not to stay at any more KOAs, Keep On Adding. We are now sorry we went against that decision. This KOA is several steps below the Lost Hills one. The sites were too short to leave the towed vehicle hooked up, and very close together. The roads were extremely dusty, we had to drive around twice because the first site we were assigned to was occupied. Several trees had branches hanging down far enough to drag on the roof of the coach. Our vow to never stay at a KOA is renewed. We will never come here again.
As it turns out the road we planned to take to South Fork is closed and we have to detour to Pueblo. If we had known that we had a choice of four RV Parks we could have stayed there.
Since the Jeep was already unhooked I decided to grab a couple of caches before supper. We had left overs. After some TV and computer time we called it a night,
The last KOA we stayed at was in 2002, the Lost Hills KOA on I-5 near Bakersfield, CA. After that experience we decided not to stay at any more KOAs, Keep On Adding. We are now sorry we went against that decision. This KOA is several steps below the Lost Hills one. The sites were too short to leave the towed vehicle hooked up, and very close together. The roads were extremely dusty, we had to drive around twice because the first site we were assigned to was occupied. Several trees had branches hanging down far enough to drag on the roof of the coach. Our vow to never stay at a KOA is renewed. We will never come here again.
As it turns out the road we planned to take to South Fork is closed and we have to detour to Pueblo. If we had known that we had a choice of four RV Parks we could have stayed there.
Since the Jeep was already unhooked I decided to grab a couple of caches before supper. We had left overs. After some TV and computer time we called it a night,
Wednesday, August 24, 2011
Wednesday August 24, 2011
I was lying in bed wondering why the AC hadn't started and finally got up at about 7. The GenSet was on Manual. I didn't know that Gerri had turned it off earlier this morning.
Our goal today is to drive to Wichita, a distance of about 190 miles. On the way we called and made reservations at the Blasi RV Park. We arrived there at Noon, the temperature was 106. This park has gravel roads and the grass is dry, but it has concrete parking pads and 50 amp service. I did one cache that was only 600' from where we parked.
We went to Gerri's uncle's house and visited for several hours before going to an excellent Italian Restaurant, Bella Vita.
Tomorrow we leave for Colorado.
Our goal today is to drive to Wichita, a distance of about 190 miles. On the way we called and made reservations at the Blasi RV Park. We arrived there at Noon, the temperature was 106. This park has gravel roads and the grass is dry, but it has concrete parking pads and 50 amp service. I did one cache that was only 600' from where we parked.
We went to Gerri's uncle's house and visited for several hours before going to an excellent Italian Restaurant, Bella Vita.
Tomorrow we leave for Colorado.
Uncle Red, Aunt Edna, Frank and Gerri
Red and Edna Thompson
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
Monday August 22 and Tuesday August 23, 2011
Monday
We got out of Dubuque at about 9:30 after doing a cache near the park. Our destination for the day was Lundeen's Landing in East Moline, Ill. a distance of about 90 miles. We followed the GPS and were about a mile from the park when a man passed us on a double yellow line. A little further on he stopped and waved us down. Turns out there was 12'2" clearance bridge ahead, before we would get to the park. He lives at Lundeen's Landing and gave us directions to get around the low bridge. Gerri also checked the web page for instructions for big rigs. The trip around was about 15 miles. Our total travel was 108 miles, then I missed the turn into the park and had to unhook the Jeep in the road and turn around by backing into a driveway.
After we got set up in the site we drove to Le Claire to complete our mission in the area. We visited Antique Archaeology, home of the American Pickers. We bought a tee shirt and took pictures.
We went to a nearby Walmart for some groceries.
I then went out and did three caches. I stopped by Glen's, the man who flagged us down, to thank him again. We talked for awhile and he gave me fillets of catfish he had caught that morning.
This RV Park had no sewer at the sites, so I planned to dump at the station across the road.
Tuesday
We had planned to get up at 8 and start out as soon as we were ready. As it turned out I was awakened by heavy thunder at about 7:15. I got up and hooked up the Jeep. Before we were all set to go it was raining heavily with thunder and lightning. We got a lot of water in with the slides. I passed on the dump station and we headed out at about 9. We had rain a lot of the way toward our destination of Overland Park, KS. Gerri had talked to her aunt Wanda and the plan was to park at the Overland Park Church of Christ and go to dinner with Wanda and others. We were parked and set up by 4:30 after traveling 408 miles.
Our goal for tomorrow is Wichita to visit Gerri's Great Uncle and Aunt who use to live in Idaho.
We got out of Dubuque at about 9:30 after doing a cache near the park. Our destination for the day was Lundeen's Landing in East Moline, Ill. a distance of about 90 miles. We followed the GPS and were about a mile from the park when a man passed us on a double yellow line. A little further on he stopped and waved us down. Turns out there was 12'2" clearance bridge ahead, before we would get to the park. He lives at Lundeen's Landing and gave us directions to get around the low bridge. Gerri also checked the web page for instructions for big rigs. The trip around was about 15 miles. Our total travel was 108 miles, then I missed the turn into the park and had to unhook the Jeep in the road and turn around by backing into a driveway.
After we got set up in the site we drove to Le Claire to complete our mission in the area. We visited Antique Archaeology, home of the American Pickers. We bought a tee shirt and took pictures.
We went to a nearby Walmart for some groceries.
I then went out and did three caches. I stopped by Glen's, the man who flagged us down, to thank him again. We talked for awhile and he gave me fillets of catfish he had caught that morning.
This RV Park had no sewer at the sites, so I planned to dump at the station across the road.
Tuesday
We had planned to get up at 8 and start out as soon as we were ready. As it turned out I was awakened by heavy thunder at about 7:15. I got up and hooked up the Jeep. Before we were all set to go it was raining heavily with thunder and lightning. We got a lot of water in with the slides. I passed on the dump station and we headed out at about 9. We had rain a lot of the way toward our destination of Overland Park, KS. Gerri had talked to her aunt Wanda and the plan was to park at the Overland Park Church of Christ and go to dinner with Wanda and others. We were parked and set up by 4:30 after traveling 408 miles.
Our goal for tomorrow is Wichita to visit Gerri's Great Uncle and Aunt who use to live in Idaho.
Aunt Wanda, Gerri, Michelle, Shirley, Glenna and Frank
Carrie, another cousin arrived a little later
The goofy cousins...
Sunday, August 21, 2011
Sunday August 21, 2011
After the shopping we went to Margie's apartment. I got the printer working with her laptop and showed her how to get her e-mail via Windows live mail.
We then went to Sam's to pickup some needed vitamins and other things.
We took Margie back to the coach and she managed to get in and see our home away from home. We all loaded into the Jeep and went to a Mexican resruarant, Los Aztecas, for supper. It was excellent food.Then it was back to Margie's for a last visit. By dark we had said our goodbyes and left for the coach.
I wanted to grab some nearby caches before leaving the area but I think my GPS has gone the way of my computer,
Thursday August 18, Friday August 19, and Saturday August 20, 2011
Thursday
Gerri had decided to go on a tour with other members of the group. Not everyone went, it wasn't one of the activities put on by the Rally Hosts as part of the original package. I stayed around the coach most of the day. I did go over to Ridge Road and take pictures of the Low and High Range Lights. These are a kind of lighthouse I hadn't seen before. The lights are about 1000' apart and the Captains of ships lined up the lights and that brought them in to Bailey's Harbor without hitting the rocks.
Gerri took a lot of pictures on the tour that she will post on her Face Book page.
The rally activity was pretty much over except for Friday's Continental Breakfast and saying goodbye to new friends.
Friday
Gerri and I went to the breakfast, mainly to say goodbyes.
Gerri left the park in the Jeep to go meet a friend in Stevens Point, WI. Last night she wrote down the GPS directions for the trip to Stevens Point. We were thinking that I needed the GPS in the coach more than she would in the Jeep. Not long after she left I remembered that there is a GPS built into the R5000 dash unit in the coach. Before I got through the town of Bailey's Harbor, Gerri called and told me the directions didn't agree with the roads she was on. We finally figured out where she was and how to get to Jacksport. We met there and I gave her the Street Pilot after setting it for the Walmart in Steven's Point.
The trip to Dubuque was 303 miles. We did have a little confusion the GPS took us to the 1600 block of Admiral Sheehy Drive. I had to cross back under the bridge to get to the right spot. We were assigned site 42A. Glenna and I got there with the coach and set up by four. Gerri called about an hour later saying she was close and was going to visit her friend here before coming to the coach. That meant supper was up to me. I fixed some leftovers from yesterday along with sliced tomatoes and an ear of sweet corn.
Saturday
It rained heavily for a while in the early morning, and the off and on during the late afternoon and early evening.
Gerri got up early to meet Margie and go to the Farmers Market.
After I got up I noticed that the RV Park had filled up. A lot off families with children. Some must have brought all their toys with them. I saw at least three electric cars being driven by kids. Even though it was in the high 80's a lot of people had fires going. I guess it's not really camping if you don't have a campfire. They even kept them going in the rain.
Gerri came back and got me at around 10 and we went to Margie's apartment. Her desk top computer had quit and she didn't like the laptop keyboard. It turns out she had the part needed to hook her keyboard to the laptop. I also hooked up her larger monitor to the laptop.
Later I went and picked up Glenna at the coach, while I was out I picked up three caches near downtown.
After we visited for awhile we loaded into the Jeep for supper at Catfish Charlie's. With four people in the Jeep and some things behind the backseat the glass wouldn't shut in the back. It is sure noisy with the hatch open, fortunately we didn't have far to go. Catfish Charlie's is on the water with a harbor and marina in view out the windows. The light rain didn't deter may from dining out side under the umbrellas. We ordered onion rings as an appetizer, Glenna ordered a seafood pasta dish and the rest of us had the catfish filets. After onion rings, the best we have had for a long time, soup and bread sticks, I don't think Glenna ate but one shrimp out of her entree. The catfish filets were excellent. We only ate one each, which means excellent leftovers. The catfish was also excellent, thick and done just right. This restaurant pays a lot of attention to fresh oil and cooking temperatures, the fish and onion rings were a perfect golden brown. Again the best we have had for awhile..
Catfish Charlie's was close to the park so we drove by and showed Margie the outside. We took Margie home and then returned to the coach and called it a day.
Gerri had decided to go on a tour with other members of the group. Not everyone went, it wasn't one of the activities put on by the Rally Hosts as part of the original package. I stayed around the coach most of the day. I did go over to Ridge Road and take pictures of the Low and High Range Lights. These are a kind of lighthouse I hadn't seen before. The lights are about 1000' apart and the Captains of ships lined up the lights and that brought them in to Bailey's Harbor without hitting the rocks.
Gerri took a lot of pictures on the tour that she will post on her Face Book page.
The rally activity was pretty much over except for Friday's Continental Breakfast and saying goodbye to new friends.
Gerri leaving on the Door Co. Trolley
Door County Lighthouse - Eagle Bluff
Iva Starke and Gerri
Bailey's Harbor Lower Range Light
Bailey's Harbor Upper Range Light
Friday
Gerri and I went to the breakfast, mainly to say goodbyes.
Gerri left the park in the Jeep to go meet a friend in Stevens Point, WI. Last night she wrote down the GPS directions for the trip to Stevens Point. We were thinking that I needed the GPS in the coach more than she would in the Jeep. Not long after she left I remembered that there is a GPS built into the R5000 dash unit in the coach. Before I got through the town of Bailey's Harbor, Gerri called and told me the directions didn't agree with the roads she was on. We finally figured out where she was and how to get to Jacksport. We met there and I gave her the Street Pilot after setting it for the Walmart in Steven's Point.
The trip to Dubuque was 303 miles. We did have a little confusion the GPS took us to the 1600 block of Admiral Sheehy Drive. I had to cross back under the bridge to get to the right spot. We were assigned site 42A. Glenna and I got there with the coach and set up by four. Gerri called about an hour later saying she was close and was going to visit her friend here before coming to the coach. That meant supper was up to me. I fixed some leftovers from yesterday along with sliced tomatoes and an ear of sweet corn.
Lunch with Shari Wetzel
Port of Dubuque
Looking out at the Mississippi from our motor home
Saturday
It rained heavily for a while in the early morning, and the off and on during the late afternoon and early evening.
Gerri got up early to meet Margie and go to the Farmers Market.
Large Kohlrabi (German Turnip)
Blue Potatoes (look purple)
After I got up I noticed that the RV Park had filled up. A lot off families with children. Some must have brought all their toys with them. I saw at least three electric cars being driven by kids. Even though it was in the high 80's a lot of people had fires going. I guess it's not really camping if you don't have a campfire. They even kept them going in the rain.
Gerri came back and got me at around 10 and we went to Margie's apartment. Her desk top computer had quit and she didn't like the laptop keyboard. It turns out she had the part needed to hook her keyboard to the laptop. I also hooked up her larger monitor to the laptop.
Later I went and picked up Glenna at the coach, while I was out I picked up three caches near downtown.
After we visited for awhile we loaded into the Jeep for supper at Catfish Charlie's. With four people in the Jeep and some things behind the backseat the glass wouldn't shut in the back. It is sure noisy with the hatch open, fortunately we didn't have far to go. Catfish Charlie's is on the water with a harbor and marina in view out the windows. The light rain didn't deter may from dining out side under the umbrellas. We ordered onion rings as an appetizer, Glenna ordered a seafood pasta dish and the rest of us had the catfish filets. After onion rings, the best we have had for a long time, soup and bread sticks, I don't think Glenna ate but one shrimp out of her entree. The catfish filets were excellent. We only ate one each, which means excellent leftovers. The catfish was also excellent, thick and done just right. This restaurant pays a lot of attention to fresh oil and cooking temperatures, the fish and onion rings were a perfect golden brown. Again the best we have had for awhile..
Catfish Charlie's was close to the park so we drove by and showed Margie the outside. We took Margie home and then returned to the coach and called it a day.
Port of Dubuque
Giant American Gothic Statue
County Court House is in back ground and Clock Tower downtown Dubuque
Full shot of Dubuque County Court House
Top of County Court House
Margie and Gerri at Catfish Charlies
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