After leaving "Camp Davidson" with new tires, we headed for Hillsboro, Tx and the North Texas Airstream Club (NTAC). We enjoyed a lovely parking site, a pot luck dinner, and meeting up with some of our THLU members, the Spruills, who are in the process of moving to this park.
We spent some time with Sue who showed us some of the properties available in this park. Then we took some time to do a bit of necessary cleaning, inside and out.
After we left, we realized we were going through Hamilton, TX. We gave Colin a call and enjoyed a wonderful Mexican food dinner with him, Ella Faye, and Mike.
Next day, the 15th, we made it on to Rusk, TX and the Airstream Rally. The KOA host, Walter, was wonderful and provided entertainment and a great dinner on Saturday night. We really enjoyed visiting friends we had not seen for months.
On Sunday, we took off on our Fall in the Ozarks Unit Caravan. Everyone was excited to be "On the Road Again" and we enjoyed the music Marque and Jimmy had provided for us to get in the mood. Our lunch stop at the Pony Express Truck Stop was interesting. We first had to adjust to the "rockin' chairs". We warned everyone to check the chair before sitting. The waitresses here tried very hard to please. Food came to one couple at a time, but we finally got everyone fed. We pulled into the campsite at Texarkana, TX early in the day. Once again the Baileys had difficulty with their (new I might add) CB radio. We could receive just fine, but not transmit. After our arrival, we went into Texarkana to purchase an antenna.
Next morning, everyone attended getting ready to leave chores and soon the line up was ready to roll.
We do love seeing those silver units in a row!
At one point, we thought our leaders, Marque and Jimmy were bailing on us...
but they did return and the first group pulled out on schedule.
Our CB still will not transmit, even with a big antenna. Oh well.....Harvey to the rescue once more!
The planned rest stop for lunch was delayed due to road construction closure so we pulled into Cloud 9 RV at Hot Springs around 12:30. This is a lovely park with great club room facilities and an awesome view.
We bypassed the group dinner to meet my cousin, Judy, at The Porterhouse restaurant in Hot Springs. We enjoyed a lovely visit and were so happy that Judy was willing to drive over to meet us.
Next day we had a leisurely morning. We were not on schedule until 2:30. After a brief confusion, we boarded a WWII amphibious vehicle for a tour of Lake Hamilton.
It was certainly a different experience--and fun.
After the ride, we wandered down to the Brickhouse Grill for dinner. We were escorted upstairs to a long table. After our orders were placed, the management appeared and declared that we were not the group that were expecting and we would have to move. Our food showed up in our new location in disorganized fashion. After the last of it was consumed, the management again appeared and declared that the error was theirs and our meals were all complimentary! Some apology!!!
After dinner, we went to the Vienna Theatre and enjoyed the banter and singing talent of the owner, Ken Goodman.
On Wednesday, Oct. 24, our group went to Garvin Gardens. Jim and I were met by Laverne and Ray, (another cousin) who happen to be members. They helped us find our way around the lovely property.
We enjoyed Arkansas crystals,
beautiful blossoms,
holiday lighting preparations,
and the fabulous chapel.
We had a great morning, then went to Rolondo's, an Ecuadorian restaurant. We sat on an upper deck and had a fabulous meal. Jim and Ray went off the the Mountain Spring Water tour with the group while Lavern and I just continued our visit in this great setting. Overall, just a wonderful day!
During Happy Hour tonight, I played my harp on the outdoor deck at the club house. Don't know about anyone else, but I thoroughly enjoyed this experience!
This has been a very rewarding visit to Hot Springs. I am so pleased that Judy, Laverne and Ray came over to meet us. That just made our time here so very much richer!
Don't forget, Halloween is coming soon.....
Wednesday, October 24, 2012
Fall in the Ozarks Unit Caravan
Monday, October 15, 2012
New Mexico to Texas
We left Albuquerque and drove to Bottomless Lakes State Park near Roswell, NM on October 9. After our overnight stay, we headed south to White's City and a short tour (Hour and 1/2 tour of the Great Room) of Carlsbad Caverns.
I did take lots of photographs, but this one is representative.
We did come back in the evening for the bat flight. The bats were not on the same time schedule as the park had indicated and we almost missed them. As we were walking to the mouth of the cavern, the bats were leaving. By the time we got seated, they were nearly done. Even so, it was still impressive. Unfortunately, no cameras were allowed as the rangers believe that the electronics negatively impact the bats.
From Carlsbad, we made our way back to TEXAS. We stopped for lunch in Orla and were astounded by the amount of traffic on such tiny farm roads. It was all oil field related. After we left Orla, we headed to Wink, via Mentone. When we got to Wink,
we drove down two streets and Jim looked back and said, "our water compartment is open." When he got out to close it, he discovered that one of our trailer tires had lost its tread. The side of the trailer was damaged. We drove to a stopping point and ended up taking off the tire and driving into Kermit for a new tire. That ended my nostalgic visit to Wink!
In Kermit, we put on two new tires, replacing the two that were of the same vintage. We headed on to Monahans Sandhills State Park and more nostalgia.
Hobbes enjoyed getting to run on his favorite terrain, sand.
We enjoyed a lovely evening. Next morning, Jim came in and announced that we had a flat on the trailer. Upon closer examination, we discovered that we had two flats! Once more, we took the tires off and drove slowly back to Monahans. We were assured that the nails in the tires were small and they could be patched. Soon we were on the road again and headed toward Robert Lee and the home of Sherry and Davy Davidson. Sherry was a student in my fifth grade class in l970-71. She has kept in touch and has called me every year since on my birthday. Quite a record! We drove to their ranch and enjoyed a great venison chili meal. Next morning, Jim came in after walking Hobbes and announced that we had a flat. Difficult to believe, but true! Flat again!. This time Davy aired the tire and we drove into San Angelo. There we replaced both the tires that had nails. This makes a grand total of 7 new tires since we left the valley in May!
We got back to the ranch in time to watch the family work calves. We had a great dinner and visit. There is never a dull moment around this group!
Jordon, a natural musician, tried his hands at the harp....
he was pretty good!
The whole clan posed for pictures....
Jordon, Davy, B, Brandon, Lacey, Sherry with Grace, and Janelle (Davy's Mom)
Of course, the center of attention was always Grace.
She is a sweetheart!
We had a wonderful time at Camp Davidson! The food was awesome!
Thanks Sherry and Davy for being such great people and wonderful hosts!
I did take lots of photographs, but this one is representative.
We did come back in the evening for the bat flight. The bats were not on the same time schedule as the park had indicated and we almost missed them. As we were walking to the mouth of the cavern, the bats were leaving. By the time we got seated, they were nearly done. Even so, it was still impressive. Unfortunately, no cameras were allowed as the rangers believe that the electronics negatively impact the bats.
From Carlsbad, we made our way back to TEXAS. We stopped for lunch in Orla and were astounded by the amount of traffic on such tiny farm roads. It was all oil field related. After we left Orla, we headed to Wink, via Mentone. When we got to Wink,
we drove down two streets and Jim looked back and said, "our water compartment is open." When he got out to close it, he discovered that one of our trailer tires had lost its tread. The side of the trailer was damaged. We drove to a stopping point and ended up taking off the tire and driving into Kermit for a new tire. That ended my nostalgic visit to Wink!
Hobbes enjoyed getting to run on his favorite terrain, sand.
We enjoyed a lovely evening. Next morning, Jim came in and announced that we had a flat on the trailer. Upon closer examination, we discovered that we had two flats! Once more, we took the tires off and drove slowly back to Monahans. We were assured that the nails in the tires were small and they could be patched. Soon we were on the road again and headed toward Robert Lee and the home of Sherry and Davy Davidson. Sherry was a student in my fifth grade class in l970-71. She has kept in touch and has called me every year since on my birthday. Quite a record! We drove to their ranch and enjoyed a great venison chili meal. Next morning, Jim came in after walking Hobbes and announced that we had a flat. Difficult to believe, but true! Flat again!. This time Davy aired the tire and we drove into San Angelo. There we replaced both the tires that had nails. This makes a grand total of 7 new tires since we left the valley in May!
We got back to the ranch in time to watch the family work calves. We had a great dinner and visit. There is never a dull moment around this group!
Jordon, a natural musician, tried his hands at the harp....
he was pretty good!
The whole clan posed for pictures....
Jordon, Davy, B, Brandon, Lacey, Sherry with Grace, and Janelle (Davy's Mom)
Of course, the center of attention was always Grace.
She is a sweetheart!
We had a wonderful time at Camp Davidson! The food was awesome!
Thanks Sherry and Davy for being such great people and wonderful hosts!
Fenton Lake State Park, Jemez Mountains and Albuquerque Balloon Fiesta
October 1 we stopped at Aztez, NM. We knew that the RV park there was adequate. We did not do much other than spend the night as we had visited the ruins and the river last year.
Next day, we decided to go to the Jemez Mountains. There was a state park up the mountain past Jemez Springs. The road was quite steep and curvy. The transmission began to heat by the time we reached the summit. There were only 5 sites with hook-ups, but we were fortunate to be early and getting a site was no problem. Getting to it was not easy over a rutted road, but we managed.
The lake was small, but well fished. We enjoyed a relaxing three days.
Jim talked with the camp host quite a lot. He tried to sell him on the Wally Byam International Caravan Club since he had a square stream. I asked him if he told him about courtesy parking--which triggered Jim to look in the book for parking around Albuquerque. When he drove down the mountain to get to a phone connection, he found that he had a missed call from Colin. Seems Mike had seen a facebook post I had made from Jemez Pueblo. Colin said they were on the way to the Balloon Festival in Albuquerque. Why didn't we join them?
We got very lucky with courtesy parking. The son of the man at whose home it was, just happened to have his (deceased)dad's phone and answered it. We were invited to park as long as we needed.
We connected with Colin and Mike on Friday night and got a "Toad" pass from them. We got up at 4:30 on Saturday and very, very slowly made our way through the traffic to the site. We missed our crucial turn and ended up way across the field. We finally got frustrated and parked and walked to the balloon field. Of course, it was pitch dark. We walked around and around, but noted that nothing seemed to be happening other than people, lots and lots of people meandering around. No one was unloading either balloons or gondolas. Not a good sign. Finally, just as the sun began to lighten the horizon, it was announced that the wind was too strong. No balloons would fly on Saturday. Darn! We went by where the guys were parked just to see where we made our error. We gave up for the day and went back to our spot about 5 miles away.
We once again set the alarm for 4 a.m., but when I awakened at 2, I told Jim to turn off the alarm. I just couldn't stand the thought of being in all that traffic again. Sooooo, that's how we came to miss the "mass ascension". My bad! We did see a few balloons in the air from our location. Sunday evening though, we went over to the field and were treated to a wonderful bison burger dinner before we headed down to the field for the "balloon glow" and fireworks. It was great!
Watching the balloons inflate was entertaining. There were soooo many to see!
I located a trio of "B's".
and found one guy to be avoided......
It was interesting to be surrounded by so many, many giant balloons.
As darkness fell, the balloons were lighted by the flames. It was pretty special.
Then, after the excitement of all these glowing balloons, there were fireworks. Not bad for an evening's entertainment.
How does one follow up on that? This is what we did. Jim cooked a wonderful Dutch Oven dinner for our host's family. We enjoyed Steve and Bonnie, their grandson, Beckham, and Steve's brother Murray. We were a bit delayed in getting dinner on the table, but the company was delightful. Jim's great dinner was followed by Steve's homemade ice cream. Yummy. Thanks again everyone. You were great!
Next day, we decided to go to the Jemez Mountains. There was a state park up the mountain past Jemez Springs. The road was quite steep and curvy. The transmission began to heat by the time we reached the summit. There were only 5 sites with hook-ups, but we were fortunate to be early and getting a site was no problem. Getting to it was not easy over a rutted road, but we managed.
The lake was small, but well fished. We enjoyed a relaxing three days.
Jim talked with the camp host quite a lot. He tried to sell him on the Wally Byam International Caravan Club since he had a square stream. I asked him if he told him about courtesy parking--which triggered Jim to look in the book for parking around Albuquerque. When he drove down the mountain to get to a phone connection, he found that he had a missed call from Colin. Seems Mike had seen a facebook post I had made from Jemez Pueblo. Colin said they were on the way to the Balloon Festival in Albuquerque. Why didn't we join them?
We got very lucky with courtesy parking. The son of the man at whose home it was, just happened to have his (deceased)dad's phone and answered it. We were invited to park as long as we needed.
We connected with Colin and Mike on Friday night and got a "Toad" pass from them. We got up at 4:30 on Saturday and very, very slowly made our way through the traffic to the site. We missed our crucial turn and ended up way across the field. We finally got frustrated and parked and walked to the balloon field. Of course, it was pitch dark. We walked around and around, but noted that nothing seemed to be happening other than people, lots and lots of people meandering around. No one was unloading either balloons or gondolas. Not a good sign. Finally, just as the sun began to lighten the horizon, it was announced that the wind was too strong. No balloons would fly on Saturday. Darn! We went by where the guys were parked just to see where we made our error. We gave up for the day and went back to our spot about 5 miles away.
We once again set the alarm for 4 a.m., but when I awakened at 2, I told Jim to turn off the alarm. I just couldn't stand the thought of being in all that traffic again. Sooooo, that's how we came to miss the "mass ascension". My bad! We did see a few balloons in the air from our location. Sunday evening though, we went over to the field and were treated to a wonderful bison burger dinner before we headed down to the field for the "balloon glow" and fireworks. It was great!
Watching the balloons inflate was entertaining. There were soooo many to see!
I located a trio of "B's".
and found one guy to be avoided......
It was interesting to be surrounded by so many, many giant balloons.
As darkness fell, the balloons were lighted by the flames. It was pretty special.
Then, after the excitement of all these glowing balloons, there were fireworks. Not bad for an evening's entertainment.
How does one follow up on that? This is what we did. Jim cooked a wonderful Dutch Oven dinner for our host's family. We enjoyed Steve and Bonnie, their grandson, Beckham, and Steve's brother Murray. We were a bit delayed in getting dinner on the table, but the company was delightful. Jim's great dinner was followed by Steve's homemade ice cream. Yummy. Thanks again everyone. You were great!
Natural Bridges National Monument
After Capitol Reef, we drove to Natural Bridges Natural Monument. The campground could not accommodate us, but we found a horse corral that substituted quite nicely.
We visited three bridges, Sipapu
Kachina,
and Owachomo.
We did the hike down to this bridge.
Beautiful!
The sunset was also quite wonderful.
Next morning, we were on the road once more.
We visited three bridges, Sipapu
Kachina,
and Owachomo.
We did the hike down to this bridge.
Beautiful!
The sunset was also quite wonderful.
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