Wednesday, June 6, 2012

Alumapalooza!

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We spent a part of last week at the Airstreamer's mecca - or "The Mothership" of Airstreamers: Jackson City, Ohio, a little town in the middle of nowhere, Ohio, the home of the Airstream manufacturing plant.  The occasion was the third annual Alumapalooza (http://alumapalooza.com/), a gathering of Airstream owners on the grounds of the factory, sponsored by Airstream Life (http://airstreamlife.com/).  All kinds of interesting "how-to" presentations, from maintenance of an Airstream to cooking in an Airstream, lots of fascinating people from across the US (more about and from many of them on: https://www.facebook.com/asl.alumapalooza).


"Gloria" - Interior 1

Aistreams have become an American icon - what other brand of travel trailers are still on the road at the ripe old age of 50 or so?  There is a whole group of people who live to rescue and restore the vintage Airstreams and get them back on the road, and there are people who pass their airstreams down through the generations; met one young couple who were thrilled to have inherited grandma's airstream, which was in mint condition as well as rife with memories of family travels (literally - travel photos covering the walls in a montage that spanned close to 50 years).  Then there was "Gloria" (yup - some folks name their Airstream trailers, as you would a boat), a limited edition 1953 trailer lovingly restored to it's original glory by the current owner.
"Gloria" - Interior 2











One of the highlights of this event is always the factory tours, which are fascinating because in this highly automated world, Airstreams are still literally hand-made.  Interestingly, on June 1 this year, the Airstream factory earned a spot on a list of 10 Must-See American Factory tours, see here: (http://www.foxnews.com/travel/slideshow/2012/06/01/10-must-see-american-factory-tours/#slide=9)

A field with hundreds of shiny, aluminum trailers on a bright and sunny day is a sight to behold, that is for sure, with people of all ages, dogs of many breeds, folks flying kites and just sitting around enjoying meeting new "neighbors" from far away (our immediate neighbors turned out to be a delightful couple  from Toronto - traveling in their 25' trailer with three large black labrador retriever dogs (https://www.facebook.com/HeirsDreamTravel)




Murphy was along for this trip and enjoyed attending some of the lectures as well as participating in his first "Yappy Hour" - dog treats all 'round rather than beers.





While John attended lectures on Awning, brakes, interior and exterior maintenance, I worked on a new quilt, setting up my trusty little Singer Featherweight.

The cousins - left to right: John, David, Charlie
After leaving Alumapalooza and our new acquaintances behind, we headed to Somerville, Ohio to take care of family graves, staying at an amazingly pretty and well-maintained KOA campground that rivaled some of the pretty state park campgrounds we have been in.  The following morning we moved on to Eaton, Ohio where we had a lovely, long breakfast and "catch-up" session with John's cousins, Charlie and David Biggs, their wives Judy and Cindy, Dave and Cindy's son Eric, and Charlie and Judy's granddaughter Meghan.

Then home......  Arrived to find our house was being painted (about two weeks earlier than we had expected)....the wrong color.....Yikes!  I guess this means we're back to real life again.

John is already planning our next Airstream trip, scheduled for  the last two weeks in July, to scope out good fishing sites and great camping sites for our September trip with son John, when he is home (our home that is; his is in New Zealand, obviously).



Sunday, April 1, 2012

Natchez Trace Parkway


A sunken section of the original Natchez Trace





March 18-20: Beginning our northward trek toward home we followed the Natchez Trace Parkway, which runs between Natchez, MS and Nashville, TN; this parkway is a federal park, which is described on the web site for the park as: "a 444-mile drive through exceptional scenery and 10,000 years of North American history.  Used by American Indians, "Kaintucks", settlers, and future presidents, the Old Trace played an important role in American history. "  


Along the current parkway are numerous stops of historical interest, including Emerald Mound, one of the largest known Indian Mounds in the US, various "stands", homes where the foot-travelers of old could spend the night in a bed or on a porch, temporarily safe from the dangers of the trail, and various sections of the original Trace, where one can walk for a way in the steps of many earlier travelers - literally walking on / in history. 


Also along the parkway is the Meriwether Lewis site, which contains a memorial to Meriwether Lewis which we also visited. While these various stops along the way provide food for thought, the parkway itself provides food for the soul. 
Wisteria Bloom


Dogwood
Wisteria Vines 20-30ft tall in trees
Travel is slow (maximum speed limit is 50mph) along a winding two-lane road that permits no commercial traffic allowing plenty of opportunity to savor the beauty of this park.  Along either side of the road are mowed areas, now filled with early spring wildflowers: great swaths of crimson clover, purple and blue violets, white and yellow flowers that I could not identify while driving past;  beautiful old trees, hung with spanish moss in the early parts of the Trace near Natchez, approaching Nashville toward the end of the Trace hung with incredible, huge (20-30 foot high) wisteria vines in full bloom, their purple panicles looking like frosted grapes hanging in the trees; redbud and dogwood trees blooming in abundance along the entire parkway. 
Dogwood

Redbud in bloom

Corps of Engineers Campground




March 21-25, we were camping at Piney Grove Corps of Engineers Campground in MS.  This was, hands-down, the best-planned, best laid-out campground we have ever visited.  From the accounts of some of the other campers, one week earlier the campground had been filled to the brim with families on Spring Break.  When we were there, only a moderate amount of other campers were using this beautiful facility, so we experienced a great deal of privacy and nature around us.  Our campsite encompassed the same dimensions as our lot at the cottage, unbelievable as that may be to anyone who is familiar with standard campsite dimensions. Although we had no immediate neighbors for most of the 4 days, had the park been full to the gills, we still would have had privacy on this campground site, as would most campers at this park; as I said earlier: Piney Grove camping sites are extremely well laid-out with the express intent of providing visual privacy. 






Our site led to a small beach on the edge of the lake, where I had anticipated letting Murphy run and chase his frisbee.  Unfortunately, on our first trip to this small beach Murphy and I met a snake in aggressive mode, which John and I subsequently identified as a cottonmouth, so Murphy's days of chasing frisbee on the beach were immediately curtailed.   Still, evil snakes notwithstanding, we loved this campground and plan to return here on any subsequent trips heading south.  


We are grateful for long-time cottage neighbors Ed and Hazel Guige, who turned us on to Corps of Engineers campgrounds!  We will be researching and visiting more of these in future camping trips, for sure!!!   One of the unbelievable facts about  our stay here - this BEAUTIFUL, meticulously clean campground cost $10/night for seniors (there are perks to getting older! : )


Hopes of Morel Mushroom Dinner Dashed

March 27-30: 

We spent our last 4 travel/vacation days at Brown County State Park in IN, one of our long-time favorite camping destinations.  Needless to say, this is on the way back to Michigan, where we plan to be in a a couple of days.   On a walk yesterday morning, I found a beautiful little early Morel mushroom - because of that, paired with seeing Morel hunters in several areas of the park the day before, we took a long afternoon walk in a low woody area that seemed ideal for mushrooms.  Yes, for those of you who may be familiar with the habits of Morels, this is NOT the right time of year, but this is not a normal spring, so everything 
seems to be moved up a month or more.  Bottom line, we found no other morels, but had a wonderful walk in a beautiful Indiana woods, already rich with multitudes of spring wildflowers as well as dogwood and redbud trees in bloom.  We had to satisfy ourselves with a dinner which did NOT include the Morels that had made our mouths water in anticipation.....sigh.......   This is a lovely park and campground for just "being" and unwinding, which is just what we are doing before heading  back to MI and responsibilities that await us after 6 weeks away from home.  The weather is magnificent - mid-60's and sunny), with rain threatened for tomorrow, but traveling in the little Silver Spirit is like putting our cottage on wheels and taking it with us as we travel - it always feels warm, welcoming, and "at home", regardless of circumstances.

As I was writing this part of the blog entry, butterflies were flitting all about us in our Brown County campsite - the most unusual one, and one neither of us has ever seen but is apparently native to this area, was the Zebra Swallowtail Butterfly. (Murphy seemed as intrigued by it as we were, trying to chase it, but soon giving up as it was always quicker than he was).  

The night before we reached Brown County SP, we stayed about 20 miles southwest of  Nashville, TN, at a place called Montgomery Bell State Park, in Burns, TN. This park was pretty, but not exceptional.  However, our site backed onto a lovely little stream; what is it about hearing water move, or watching fires dance that touches the soul so?     


This day we discovered (unfortunately yet again), how misleading the wonderful device - a GPS - can be.  We were searching for a grocery store in the area of the park where we could pick up a few tidbits (fresh vegetables and meat for our dinner).  Using the "find grocery stores"  function of the car's GPS, we traveled some strange little back-country roads to the closest such store (named - misleadingly - Market and Deli) - our local Gull Road Shell Station would put this "deli" to shame!   I left with a can of corn, glad to have found that, and grateful for the canned/dried/jarred foods we carried with us on this trip.  The corn, mixed with canned chicken, mushroom soup, and some fresh herbs as well as seasonings we had with us, served over egg noodles actually made - while far from gourmet - a satisfying meal.   





HOME!


I left off on the last post saying: "John's description of the armed forces museum" would be the next blog entry; sorry folks, that is not to be.  John may or may not write about that experience - you might just have to talk with him in person so he can share that information!

The last couple of weeks my cell signal was too weak to post much of anything to the blog - it would not accept photos at all, so I wrote  bits and pieces and saved them, now have cobbled together those various writings with the photos that I can finally post.    So much to catch up on, how to tell it without boring everyone?  I think I may start from NOW, and work my way back to where we last left anyone who might be following our travel blog.  

NOW: We arrived home late yesterday; some trees are blooming (Redbud, Pin Cherry, Cherry, and Pear), some are done blooming (Magnolia), and many are yet to bloom (Apples and Crabapples).  Daffodils are up, the grass is green, and my greenhouse is alive with green everything and a few blossoms.  Herbs are looking healthy and off to a good start (as are the weeds in the herb bed)...time to get to work!    Subsequent posts made today and tomorrow will go backward in time, covering our time in Natchez, MS until we arrived home yesterday.

Friday, March 16, 2012

Catching up - another long one


In the last post we left off saying that we were headed for lunch to a local "annual barbecue" for which we had high hopes, followed by an afternoon visiting Bellingrath Gardens.   While visiting these attractions in Mobile, AL, we stayed at Sherman State Park, MS, one of the few state parks we've seen in our travels that is so poorly marked.  Thank goodness for GPS - had we relied on the anticipated brown SP signs that mark most parks, we never would have located this one.   The park itself was ok, but not very well-maintained, although we had a lovely site, large and very private, right on the edge of the swamp.  As you can imagine, mosquitoes and some other tiny but very active insects were very active and very painful, especially in the early morning and late afternoon, so we did not spend too much time outdoors in that site.   From this campground, however, we traveled to: 1) the annual barbecue in Mobile, 2) the Bellingrath Gardens, and 3) Dauphin Island, to scope out the camping facilities on this well-known island as possible sites for future trips.

The Barbecue: in short, the venue (county fairgrounds) was extremely crowded, the day was very hot and bright, and there wasn't much "barbecue" about it - almost none of the meats were cooked in sauces of any kind, most were just basic pulled pork or  beef, served as 2-3 teaspoon size servings (and that after standing in line for 20 min for each taste).  Another lesson learned: when you pay $10 each for an "all you can eat" barbecue, what it really means is "all you can stand to wait for before giving up and leaving."  We had been hoping to pick up some good ol' southern home-style barbecue sauce for ourselves and those waiting for us at home, but that was not to be. Still, it was fun for a while being surrounded by so much southern twang, and most of the pork, though sauce-less, was tender and good.



Bellingrath Gardens:  The gardens surrounding this home are very extensive and beautifully planned. We missed the peak Azalea season by just a few days from the looks of it; lots of blossoms on the ground beneath the shrubs,
and the ones on the bushes were lightly spotted with brown, but still, this is a breath-taking place to visit. It's worth reading a bit about the gardens on their web site, so you can appreciate better a few of the photos that I will post. In short, this 65-acre garden was professionally designed, based in part on gardens the Bellingraths saw in their European travels, and it has been open to the public since 1934.  Some of their azaleas are over a 100ft in diameter, so you can imagine the impact these make against the backdrop of green grass and trees when the plants are in full bloom in their  magnificent bright colors.







Dauphin Island: in short - vastly overrated by our standards - overdeveloped and not someplace we'd really like to spend the night, much less more time than that.  The drive to the island, however proved interesting.  This area of Alabama is a stark contrast of the "haves" and "have-nots, as was much of South Carolina and the Florida panhandle.  Some people live in large, well-manicured, gated communities (I suspect a few also had moats with crocodiles to keep out the riffraff). Others live in beaten-up trailers surrounded by beaten up cars and rusty swing sets. Those in the middle of these extremes seem few and far between.  On this particular drive - the one to Dauphin Island - we were passing through one such hard-scrabble area and couldn't help but notice a large sign:  hand painted in red on a large mattress leaning against a tree by the road was: "Beware: pit bull with AIDS".  Behind the sign was a sad-looking trailer, rusted cars, assorted other broken and rusted things....and all of this was surrounded by the most glorious, large and brilliant azaleas, blooming in vivid purples and pinks - in their full glory!   What a juxtaposition of beauty and threat!



Next we moved on to Paul B. Johnson State Park, near Hattiesburg, MS.  This is a really beautiful, well-maintained park, with a large, well-designed camping area right on the edge of Geiger Lake, a nice fishing and recreation lake.  Sites were well-situated with reasonable space around them (ours looked out over the lake), and with a nice mix of ages camping (babies through retirees), and people visiting from a broad range of states, including locals who are rightfully proud of their park and welcoming to those of us from the frozen north. ("Y'all come back now, hear?  We'll look for you again next year.")  Murphy developed a following of little girls at this park who wanted to "pet the puppy". We never figured out for sure whether all dogs in Alabama are referred to as puppies, or whether the kids and their parents thought he was a young dog because of his size. We suspect the latter, after hearing our neighboring camper's fully grown St. Bernard referred to as a puppy.   : )  Mommas were  (by northern standards) uncommonly vigilant to teach manners ("You have to ask the lady whether you can pet her puppy - remember to say please" and "Did you remember to thank the lady for letting you pet the puppy?")  The kids took the lessons to heart, obviously - when older children addressed us, it was "yes Sir" or "no Ma'm" - lovely!   We really enjoyed our time in this park (4 nights) and plan to come back again.

While we were in that area, John visited an armed forces museum in Hattiesburg which he said was excellent.  I'll let him tell you about that himself later.   Tomorrow we're heading into Nachez for a tour of historic homes.    While in this area, we are staying at River View RV Park and Resort, Vidalia, LA, just across the Mississippi from Nachez, MS. We had some trepidation about staying in this private park, which from the website looked like a typical travel park with trailers parked a few feet apart, but in fact this is a very nice campground, right on the shore of the Mississippi (just grass between us and the river - lovely).  I'll post some photos of this place on the next blog....or the one following John's description of the armed forces museum.  Good night to you all!

Saturday, March 10, 2012

Amazing Seafood

The last posts have concentrated on things we've seen and places we've been.  It's time to devote a posting solely to the wonderful seafood feasts we have enjoyed while being in all these oceanside cities and campgrounds.  John and I love fresh fish and shellfish, both of which are hard to come by in Kalamazoo, if you emphasize the term "fresh".  Unfortunately, in most local (Michigan) groceries there is a telltale odor as you approach the fish counter.  When you are buying really fresh seafood, the stores smell sweet and fresh, the fish is firm and lovely.   I described in earlier posts some of the seafood we enjoyed at a couple of restaurants in Charleston, but we also made a wonderful, simple meal with tilefish - a fish with which we were unfamiliar, but it looked lovely, white and firm sitting on the ice at the fish store, so we found a great recipe online, got the ingredients, and made a wonderful dinner (here is the Bobby Flay recipe if anyone is interested: http://tinyurl.com/8x7zzcj ).  Had enough of the green been mixture in that recipe to share some leftovers with Nancy and Lynn when they came to the camper for dinner the next night.

We've had some exceptional shrimp, just done as a simple seasoned boil.  One night we had to struggle with peeling the shells, very unusual; when we looked it up on the internet the answer appears to be that when you purchase shrimp that are fairly freshly molted, they can be very difficult to peel - learned something new.  

All the other shrimp have been wonderful and easily peeled....and HUGE.   Had grouper one night, which was fresh and fine, but not as exceptional as some of the other fish we've had.

Once we got to Pensacola and the Fort Pickens National Seashore Campground, we discovered Joe Patti's (check out the website and the history here).   Now THIS is a seafood store!   Right on the edge of the gulf, with their own fishing boat fleet right next to the store, Joe Patti's offers not only really fresh gulf fishes and shellfish, but also imports from a variety of places, each meticulously labeled, each handled with care to ensure freshness both in the store and in transit after it has been purchased.   When we walked in and saw the extra long counter with people lined up to buy, we thought we'd have quite the wait to make our own purchase, but they have an incredibly organized system going, so no one has more than a couple of minutes wait.  They were selling in huge quantities and very large whole fishes to restaurant chefs who were picking fish for both sushi and cooking for subsequent delivery; they were selling to individuals who brought in several coolers for transporting their large and varied personal orders, and serving with just as much care those, like us, who were making a small, personal purchase. You can buy the fish as displayed, or have them further dress the fish if desired.  For example, we purchased whole speckled trout and asked that they filet them - no problem - done with a smile in just a few minutes, and they asked if we wanted to have them pack the head and bones also for soup.  They steam shellfish on demand for no extra cost, but to ensure proper cooking for both safety and customer satisfaction.  We kept our shellfish fresh and prepared them in the camper for our evening meals.  





One of the best meals ever, was a mussel, shrimp, and fish chowder with a loaf of freshly baked bread to absorb the wonderful juice created by the seasoning elements and the seafood; photos of preparation and finished meal follow.   The kitchen it the little Silver Spirit is really very efficient and easy to work in!


Last night we had speckled trout (again from Joe Petti's) - simply fried in butter with light seasoning of salt and pepper, with a bit of lemon juice squeezed over them - superb!  We may be camping, but we certainly are not eating "rough and ready" meals, but rather lovely, healthy food that we thoroughly enjoy.  We hope you all are enjoying good food and good company at home, as we are on the road!

Today's agenda includes lunch at a barbecue cook-off in Mobile (my mouth is watering in anticipation), followed by a visit to Bellingrath Gardens, Mobile.   We'll report later.