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20190712 The Grand Adventure, 2019 Style.

Here we go again this year for a Grand Adventure sailing the 34 foot Hunter sailboat, Abby Normal, around The San Juan Islands and up into the Canadian Gulf Islands. Because of the Independence day Holiday this year the event will encompass almost 4 weeks from July 3rd to Sunday July 28, three days short of 4 weeks.

The first three days do not really count. That is for transporting us’ens and the boat to the San Juans. We made some changes this year. We spent the evening of July 3rd in the Poulsbo harbor at anchor to watch the “Independence Day Fireworks.” Yes, a full show on the 3rd of July. We were anchored in the middle of the bay and when the show was over we watched a procession of several hundred boats go in front of us as they returned to their moorings.

We discovered several items missing from our inventory so the next morning we returned to our slip in Brownsville to be met by Christine with a load of forgotten items. It was almost right on our way to our second destination, Everett. We were just in time for Everett’s “Independence Day Celebration” and got a second round of fireworks.

What we failed to fully appreciate, is that Everett is on the Skykomish River and this particular day was the highest to lowest tide of the season. Translation: When we got ready to leave around 9:00 am the current past our mooring was probably on the order of 5 knots. We were tied stern-to the seething ebb tide. So instead of leaving we made a six mile trek to the nearest Safeway store to pick up a couple more items we left home.

Finally at 1:00 pm the current had dropped to a mere 1 knot and we were able to spring out from the float and back away from the big ugly barnacle and muscles encrusted pilings a few feet from our bow and get under way.

Swinomish Channel
Swinomish Channel leisurely glides through La Conner

Our next stop was in La Conner, Washington. Stark contrast to Everett. It is a quiet town on the Swinomish boat channel. This is a quiet channel cut through the lowlands between Fidalgo Island and the mainland. The current is mild but the channel is only dredged to about 20 feet deep. It is an alternative to the rip roaring sleigh ride through Deception Pass that we did last year.

That exciting piece can be seen at: https://www.dinsmore-enterprises.com/2018/08/20180803-the-grand-adv-return/

The most exciting time on Saturday’s trip from La Conner to Cap Sante Marina in Anchorites was when we spotted a flock of around fifty Great Blue Herons just where we enter Padilla Bay at March Point.

Out with tthe old, in with the new.
Comparing the old and new sea water strainers.

Cap Sante marina at Anchorites is a great place to restock your stores. The Safeway is just cross the street and West Marine is a block up. We made good use of both of these stores, Saturday for groceries, but this morning while “pre-flighting” the Abbey Normal for the day’s voyage Captain Glen broke the bronze bolt that holds the lid on the sea water strainer. Replacement seemed the only option so we hiked on up to the West Marine Store and picked up a bran-new Sea Water Strainer and spent most of the day installing this important auxiliary device in the engine compartment. The space is very limited and Glen and I were both working at full arm’s extension into various service ports to mount the strainer.

For a celebratory lap we went out and checked our crab trap. We had a single legal crab. He will be supper. Yum! However the day is far spent and we will snuggle in here in Cap Sante again tonight.

20190405 Meeting New People:

I have been scratching for a reason to write a blog this week. Friday evening is a good time: My Parkinson’s symptoms are under control so typing is not challenging this evening. God knows that there has been plenty of excitement in our lives. For example the two hour ride over to the Arrowhead Mercedes dealership in second gear “Limp Mode” to meet and chat with the assistant service manager, Jared. We are set up with an appointment sometime next week to replace the rear brake rotors and speed sensors. I must make sure the parking brake is not partially set whenever we tow from now on. So I will be setting that sucker tighter than a drum whenever I park it. We won’t be able budge the van until it has been released.
So we are doing without the van for a week. That means we are doing without tools for a week. That means nothing is getting done for a week. Now we are starting the weekend and of course there is no open campsites. We are in dry camping, “Cheek to Jowl” ( as Ed D. would say) with our neighbors. In a small parking lot by the gate. Somehow I think we were placed here to help a new friend. A young gal who goes by “Noel” was seated by her luggage in one of the RV parking slots as we returned from a trip to see Saguaro Lake. Prominent in her pile of luggage was a guitar. I struck up a conversation and we were soon playing together. Also prominently missing in her luggage was any sign of camping gear at all; and where is her car? We were upset about our missing van, Noel just sold her car as scrap with a bad transmission and needed to wait overnight for friends to come from New Mexico in the morning to help her get to Oregon. Soon one of the park volunteers showed up with a small tent and we helped her set it up. Over the course of the evening we played a lot of songs, and had supper together. And chatted about Oregon. I have to admire Noel, she is handling this crises with calm demeanor. I am afraid I would be trying to control everything that could happen and worrying about the details.

Some things we haven’t tried to befriend are the two rattlesnakes we have met on our hikes. The first was a sidewinder and Lynda, Judy and the dogs almost walked right over this snake. The second was a diamondback, a rather large one. This fellow quickly gained the cover of the roadside brush so we didn’t get a photo. There is lots of hiking trails in this park, Usery Mountain Regional Park, but we are really hesitant about hiking. The weather has been warm and delightful for most of two weeks now, hence the snakes are coming out. We did get the Catrikes out of the van so we are riding a bunch. I have a slow leak in one tire so I must pump it up daily. Yes! the good floor pump is in the Sprinter, I have the little roadside hand pump. It works but it takes a while.
Meanwhile I will gather a couple photos to include and get ready to post this blog from just outside Mesa Arizona.
It is now Saturday morning, and Aye ‘tis a wonderful beautiful day. We have walked the Samyoids, Lynda and Dave’s dogs, wheedled some photos from them and now I can publish. Photo credits go to Lynda and Dave Campbell. Thanks guys. The second Diamondback is by Judy not that far from our campsite in Flying Dutchman State Park in Apache Junction. He was a healthy 4 footer with 9 or 10 buttons on his rattle.

20180918 Yet Another Property:

We keep looking for a piece of property to settle on when we tire of this wandering life. The operative terms that we focus on are:

1. Equally inconvenient for both our children. ie. Show no favoritism.
2. Somewhere to store our stuff.
3. A place where we can do pretty much as we please.
4. Temperatures in the 70’s most of the year.
5. Close to doctors.


This new prospect looses in two out of the 5 categories. Today’s temperature is 89, and the doctors are far away and over at least 3 major passes. It is over 7000 feet elevation, in southwestern Colorado. It has a functional house, plenty of room to park RVs, (several,) with direct access for all right off highway 151. And best of all it has water frontage on the Deloris River. The name of this place is Slick Rock, Colorado.

Slick Rock is a real place, although the post office was closed in favor of the one in Egner a few miles south. SlickRock is known as a processing plant for Uranium and Vanadium. Hot Stuff; really, like radio active hot.

On second thought maybe we should let this opportunity slip through our fingers.

Tonight we are tucked into the Outpost Motel and RV Campground in Dolores Colorado.
We are still in high country, 6974 ft in Dolores, and there are ominous signs just everywhere. The Aspen are turning golden colored and we saw a flock of Western Bluebirds milling about smartly as though ready to start a long journey. All it would take is a little “Winter Weather Reminder Dust.” on the tops of these 9000 Meter peaks around here to get me to retreat to the South-Lands.

Still, the rugged San Juan Mountains in mid Colorado are quite spectacular. Wayne and Karen Hall took us to the heart of the mountains and a high mountain lake to soak in the beauty. I certainly see why they love the area. The gallery of photos shows the little fix-er-up-er in Slick Rock, some golden Aspen and a quiet lake behind the 1938 CCC constructed Chapman Dam…with who? Karen swimming in it. Also some quick shots of Box Canyon Water Falls in Ouray and one of the Galloping Geese in Ridgway. These from this morning’s explorations.

To get to see the photos follow this link:
https://www.dinsmore-enterprises.com/2018/09/20180918-yet-another-property/ ‎

Gallery:

Wayne at Merideth Store

CCC Medalion from 1938
CCC Medalion from 1938

ChapmanLake with Karen Swimming
ChapmanLake with Karen Swimming

Box Canyon Water Falls, Ouray CO
Box Canyon Water Falls, Ouray CO

Nice Restorsation of a Smaller Galloping Goose, a Buic
Nice Restorsation of a Smaller Galloping Goose, a Buic

Lever Action Car Jack, Chain to stop car, and water spout
Lever Action Car Jack, Chain to stop car, and water spout

Hard Working Volunteer
Hard Working Volunteer

20180828 Family and Friends:

We are “On the Road Again” after two days off to visit family, the Morgan clan, and friends, long time Bluegrass friends and renewed acquaintances from a chance meeting in Yukon Territory in 2007.

So first we joined the Morgan family for Sunday supper at a nice pork chop dinner. Conversation centered around Abe and Carrie’s oldest son, Gavin, who was recently accepted into the University of Edinburgh in Edinburgh Scotland. He will be traveling there next week. Younger brother, Layton, will be a Junior in high school. We must get by here more often than every 6 years. My, my how my grand nephews have grown and changed.
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20180822 Ride The Hiawatha:

This year the Trikes have been neglected. Our longest ride has been 4 miles although we have had several of these. We had heard of the Hiawatha Rail to Trail when it was just stating in 1998. It had been in the bottom of my bucket list but it was so much out of the way. Judy’s plan to tour through the Rocky Mountain states is the perfect opportunity. We stayed in a nice campground in St. Regis, and this morning drove the Sprinter to the East Portal of the St Paul Pass, 1.66 mile long, “Taft Tunnel” under the Idaho-Montana border.
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