Wednesday, October 27, 2010

A Week on the Oregon Trail












After a crazy-busy September, filled with MUCH busy-ness, we hit the road!
Camper loaded into the truck bed on first try - a GOOD sign!

We headed to Bend, in Central Oregon, where we checked up on John Bedortha, who was hospitalized after an ATV crash. The good news is that he's now back in Portland area and is healing up, slowly, but surely!

We then connected with friends - Norm and Jodi - who hail from Independence - Larry's old stompin' grounds; then, Lonnie and Kathy - houseboat amigos and Mexico traveling companions.
Good visits and catch-up time! Nice accommodations at Tumalo State Park!

From the Bend area, we headed East to the John Day Fossil Bed National Monument.
The Painted Hills Unit of the Monument was breath taking! A wonderland of red and gold rock layers, which tell a fascinating story of the area's geological history!
The heart of Oregon is majestic and awe-inspiring! The pioneers who traveled the Oregon Trail some 150 years ago saw it as the Promised Land. However, Mother Nature threw them some pretty wicked curves along the way - weather, mountains, rivers, disease. And then, there were wagon train issues - injuries, bickering among the travelers, hostile attacks ......
The Oregon Trail Interpretive Center in Baker City provided us with a heart-rending account of the trials and tribulations encountered on the difficult six month journey....




Tuesday, September 7, 2010

The Three Musketeers - Our Guides!






















With the hearts and determination of three lions on the hunt (if male lions actually hunted!), our three guides, Iddy, Ndash and Joe raced over washboard dirt roads in pursuit of animals in their native habitat. We held on for dear life, knowing that our risk to life and limb would be rewarded!
Iddy was our "Chief" and our Master of Ceremonies. Joe and Ndash complemented Iddy's outgoing personality with a somewhat quiter approach - providing valuable information about the sights and sounds of the Serengeti.

Saturday, September 4, 2010

On to Kilimanjaro,Tanzania




After a day in Amsterdam that allowed us to adjust somewhat to the nine hour time change, and then a good night's sleep at the Radisson Hotel, our group departed The Netherlands on August 13, for the second leg of our journey, an eight and one half hour flight on KLM Royal Dutch Airlines, from Schiphol Airport to the Kilimanjaro International Airport in Tanzania.
Everyone in the group knew at least one other person, so we quickly established a sense of connectedness. "The Fortuitous Fifteen" brought a mix of interests and past travel experiences that made for good conversation each evening. There were seven individuals - Katharine, Anne, Mary, Peg, Maggie, Sharon and Jan; and four couples - Martin and Carol, John and Jeanne, Robert and Diana, and Larry and Bonnie.
When we arived in Tanzania, we were greeted at the airport by our lead guide Idrissah ("Iddy"), who sheperded the sleepy group onto a shuttle bus for the hour-long ride to our lodge in the city of Arusha. The lodge chef had prepared a delectable vegetable soup for a late evening snack, and then we were off to bed, enveloped in gauzy mosquito netting.......

Friday, September 3, 2010

Getting To Africa








The journey to and from Africa required TWO very long flights. Happily, on the way to Africa, we had a day and night to rest up and see a few of the sights in Amsterdam. Flying across time zones, we chased the night, but never really caught up. The Delta captain urged passengers to close the window coverings and create our own "night" during our 9 hour flight. I cheated a bit and opened the window shade long enough to take a photo of Greenland (top photo). We arrived in Amsterdam (second photo) about 8:30 AM, August 12, Amsterdam time / 11:30 PM, August 11, Portland time. It was a challenge to stay awake through the day, but we managed to remain in motion long enough to have lunch and then see some of the highlights of Amsterdam on a canal boat cruise (third photo). You might wonder how we decided on a trip to Africa. A photo of the "culprits" is included in this entry! (fourth photo) Good friends Jeanne and John Lloyd presented the opportunity of a lifetime!
After our afternoon siesta, we joined the whole group for introductions over wine and hors d'oeuvres. Then it was off to bed, in anticipation of our morning flight to Kilimanjaro International Airport in Tanzania.

Thursday, September 2, 2010

Tanzanian Treasures














































Once you have seen a lion pride on the hunt in the wild, the prospect of viewing big cats in the local zoo becomes unthinkable!
..........Okay, maybe we will have to be tough and sacrifice when little Arthur is big enough for a zoo outing!
There is so much to share (1400+ photographs), it will take the entire Fall to get thoughts and impressions transferred to the blog . For today, the photos above are a preview of things to come.
It's good to be home, with a changed perspective and a renewed appreciation for the richness we experienced halfway around the world, as well as the many gifts we enjoy here at home!




Monday, April 12, 2010

Orygun, Sweet Orygun!

WIDE OPEN SPACES! Open range land near the Nevada Oregon border.
Santa Rosa Mountain range - Northern Nevada

Stream along Highway 395 between Lone Pine and Gardnerville
. Eastern side of the Sierra Nevada Mountains - Highway 395 North between Lone Pine and Gardnerville.

Despite the high wind warnings advising against travel by high profile trucks, RVs and campers, we put our heads down and pushed ahead from Lone Pine to Gardnerville . . . North up highway 395 on the East side of the Sierra Nevada Mountains. Larry had a death grip on the steering wheel for the entire four hours it took us to get to Gardnerville, where we were welcomed by Aunt Holly and Uncle Bill. After we enjoyed some "friendly" Manhattans at cocktail hour, blended artfully by Bartender Bill, the stresses of the day melted away!
Fickle Mother Nature threatened us with more wind and some snow added to boot, so we were up early and on the road.
Susanville or Winnemucca? Siskiyou or Santiam Pass? After calls to the Nevada, California, and Oregon road report numbers, we decided on the route through Winnemucca, Burns, Bend and Oregon City. Burns is our resting place for tonight.
It's good to be back in the Beaver State, even if we WERE greeted with squalls of hail as we made our way to Burns! NICE WELCOME!
Tuesday, we will head home, with a stop in Sisters to have a quick visit with friends and fellow "vagabundos" Kathy and Lonnie. It's always fun to compare the "war" stories of the travel home!

Saturday, April 10, 2010

Galloping Home

Alkaline lake just South of Lone Pine on Highway 395. The air was white with the salt whipped up from the dry lake bed, by the howling wind. We camped in a very nice RV Park just North of this lake/South of Lone Pine. The camper teetered and shook all night long!
The LONG road headed across the desert! Nothin' but wind, sagebrush and jackrabbits!

Joshua Trees - named after Joshua by the early (Mormon?) pilgrims who thought they looked like Joshua lifting his hands to God

The plan today was to head from Yuma to Joshua Tree National Park. HOWEVER, it seems that once the truck is headed North, the horse is headed to the barn! Starting at a trot - -then a canter - -and then a full-on gallop!
Despite high wind warnings, we made it up highway 395 to Lone Pine.

Friday, April 9, 2010

Over the Border and Into the Cacti











Coffee'd up, we departed San Carlos/Guaymas as the sun was just peeking over the horizon.
Though not as long a trek as yesterday, we were road weary and anxious to get across the border as smoothly as possible. Onward North to Hermosillo; then Santa Ana; turning Northwest toward Caborca and finally to Sonoyta. The new cuota (toll road) from Santa Ana was almost complete, so we had smooth sailing. Not so for the truck drivers, who lined up for FOUR miles, awaiting inspection South of Santa Ana. We drove by a sad situation - a truck which had been destroyed by fire. Help was there to assist - a benefit of traveling on a toll road.
The border crossing was the easiest we had ever experienced! After showing our passports to the US Immigration officer on gate duty and answering a few questions, we were sent on our way with a wave and a smile.
We headed through Lukeville and ten miles up the road, to Organ Pipe Cactus National Monument, where we enjoyed a peacefully quiet evening, with a midnight-blue sky freckled with stars. Coffee mugs in hand, we walked the park at dawn, studying the cactus blooms and spying on wildlife - birds and rabbits - all more active in the cool of the day - - before departing for Yuma about 10 AM.
Once in Yuma, we connected with friends Jim and Joyce EWeathers for a yummy Italian dinner.
Today (Satrurday, April 10), we will head to Joshua Tree National Monument.
We're going to be happy to get home!

Wednesday, April 7, 2010

Celestino Gasca to San Carlos/Guaymas








First evening on the road was a bit of heaven! The picture above of the sunset at Celestino Gasca explains why we return to Mexico every year.
Once across the Sinaloa - Sonora state line, we were greeted by this silhouette of a dancer.
Tonight, we are settled in at San Jose, near the city of Guaymas.
After a hot shower, a cold beer and a simple dinner, all is well tonight in the Taylor Casa on wheels! On to the border and Organ Pipe Cactus National Monument tomorrow.

Tuesday, April 6, 2010

Enjoying Mexico! Home soon!


Our last dinner of the season at The Last Drop with good friends and good food!
Blog entries have been non-existent since we returned from our travels to Guanajuato and San Miguel de Allende, because we have been busy! We are pleased that our Costa Veleros condominium unit has been sold to some folks from Minnesota. We've REALLY missed the vagabundo life on the road and there is just WAY too much left to see here in Mexico!
Oh and there's this OTHER little detail . . . . a grandson due to arrive in June!
This blog entry is being posted from the Celestino RV Park - - on the beach about 50 miles North of Mazatlan. We departed Maz early this afternoon and will head to Guaymas tomorrow.
Thursday, we will cross the border at Lukeville.
It'll be good to get back to the Oregon nest!!!!

Monday, March 15, 2010

Liza and Tallulah Meet Attilla and Company!

Liza and Tallulah on the Road
Attilla - Leader of the Basura Bunch

THIS sweet kitty needs a NAME!

This kitty has some serious eyeliner !

"Anything in that grocery bag for US?

Liza: "WHAT a welcoming committee! They look REALLY hungry! What do you think, Tallulah? Are we on the menu?"
Tallulah: "Well dahling, I come equipped with a casita on my back, so I have no concerns about being on El Plato del Dia! And actually Sweetums, I think you're not terribly at risk either.....not enough meat on your bones! Besides, Larry and Bonnie have been sharing some after dinner morsels with these ruffians since we've returned from the road trip."
Liza: "WHEW! What a relief! Oh! I have an idea! Maybe the reading audience would like to help name the "Basura Bunch". The first in the "leo lineup" already has been christened "Attilla". That dude has some SERIOUS attitude!".
Tallulah: "What about it, folks? Any good handles for the kitty krowd?"





Friday, March 12, 2010

Returning to Mazatlan


The road trip today from San Miguel de Allende to Villa Corona was taxing on both driver and navigator, to say the least! Friends and fellow Mexico travelers, Kathy and Lonnie, will attest to our shared ghastly experiences from past years, navigating through the city of La Piedad. There seems to be eternal road construction in the city, and a maze of twists and turns and multiple route options - -NONE good!
Driver and navigator developed badly frayed nerves, which resulted in some spirited verbal exchanges as we negotiated through the dusty, torn up streets, forced to make split second decisions at numerous junctions, with traffic weaving impatiently in and out around us.
We are settled in at the Chimulco RV Park in Villa Corona, and amends have been made over a couple of cold cerbezas. We're looking forward to a nice morning spa soak in the freshly filled pool, before we start our last leg of this year's journey back to Mazatlan.

Wednesday, March 10, 2010

Dolores Hidalgo - The Cradle of Mexican Independence


















This year, the luxury of time (and hotel accommodations in Guanajuato, I might add) allowed us to explore two of our favorite cities in depth and with a touch of luxury not found in camper traveling. (Picture 5-Statue of troubadour next to Teatro Juarez)
In years past, we have stayed in an RV park out of town . . . which required a hot, dusty bus ride into centro, with a return to camp before the city of Guanajuato came alive in the evening.
Hotel Luna, situated at the hub of the city - El Jardin de la Union, gave us an entirely different perspective on this World Heritage city. (Picture 2 - Chandalier in interior courtyard of Hotel Luna)
The energy of the community is contagious! A gentleman named Manuel took us on a walking tour around Centro and shared tales of leftist artist Diego Rivera, who was raised in Guanajuato, and author Miguel Cervantes - who wrote the book about the hilarious antics of Don Quixote - the cross-eyed, one-armed conquistador - and his side-kick Sancho Panza. (Picture 4-Statue of Don Quixote - wearing a shaving bowl as a "hat". The "bite" is where the bowl fit around the neck of a man being shaved.)
Guide Manuel, who went back to school at the university at age 60 to learn English and to study the history of his country, told us of Mexico's War for Independence from Spain and France, headed initially by Father Miguel Hidalgo y Costilla, the radical parish priest from Dolores, who championed the well-being of the peasants, though he, himself was a "crillo" - born of pure blooded Spanish parents.
Father Hidalgo worked for a peaceful take-over of the government. However, when his plans were uncovered by the Royalists, Father Hidalgo sounded the bells of the church and delivered a stirring sermon - the Grito de (Cry of) Dolores - calling for a revolt against the oppressors. A rag-tag group of farmers was enlisted, which took up shovels, axes, clubs and rocks to go up against the well-armed Royalist forces.
With the brave assistance of Juan Jose de los Reyes Martinez-"Pipila" (Picture 3-Monument to Pipila, overlooking the city), the Insurgentes stormed and briefly gained control of the Alhondiga in Guanajuato, a granary which was converted to a prison to house the indigenous people who refused to work in the mines. As the indigenous prisoners were released, hapless Royalists were rounded up and imprisoned in their place.
Sadly, Father Hidalgo was soon captured, along with his compadres Juan Aldama, Ignacio Allende, and Mariano Jiminez. The leaders were "tried" and executed. Their heads were displayed for nearly ten years, in cages hung at the four corners of the Alhondiga, as a warning to potential rebels of their fate, should they go against the government in power. (Picture 1- corner of the Alhondiga where Allende's head was displayed)
The lives of these brave heroes were not given in vain, however. Independence was eventually won, thanks to their dedication.
The town of Dolores Hidalgo, located between Guanajuato and San Miguel de Allende, has rightly earned the title of "Cradle of Independence"!