Friday, June 13, 2008

NORTH TO ALASKA!

JUNE 1-14, 2008

I spent June 1-6 preparing for the Alaska trip, cleaning out extra “stuff” from the coach and depositing it at Mom’s house in Hurley, SD. Then I reorganized what was left—hope I can find everything when I need it! Weather continued to be very unsettled with thunderstorms and tornado watches the norm all week. There is certainly a lot of water standing in the fields. My brothers will not be able to plant a lot of the land they farm and much of their bean and corn acreage is being flooded out.

I departed Hurley Saturday June 7th, headed north. I’d hoped to get north during a brief break in the weather and drove as far as Jamestown, ND—a 340 mile drive. The following day was a 447 mile drive to Moose Jaw, Saskatchewan through lots of flat farm land interspersed with rolling hills. I saw a lot of waterfowl both days, including quite a few white pelicans which reminded me of winter in Fulton, TX. I wondered if they came from down there. The border crossing at Portal, ND was uneventful and swift. Soon after crossing I drove through a large area of surface coal mines near Estevan, SK. From the road, it didn't appear that they were digging very deep to mine. Weather was unsettled this day and I drove through rain. A tornado watch was in effect for the area of SK I traveled through and one touched down near Weyburn after I’d driven through there. I still haven’t escaped the bad weather! June 9th I drove 490 miles on back roads to Edmonton. It was a long day through flat farmland and rolling hills. Fields of grain were large and farms looked well cared for all along the way—no rundown buildings, etc. After driving through about 150 miles of rain, I finally arrived in Edmonton—after snaking my way through the confusing highway system on the south side of town. No kidding, using 4 maps plus the GPS, I still ended up in a residential area. Some new roads weren’t on the maps; others didn’t have route numbers on them, etc. All



--Coal Mining--


in all, the most confusing highway/street system of any town I’ve been in. I decided that the easiest way to get to this campground on the west side of town is to take the Yellowhead Highway—at least that is noted on all the maps!
I spent June 10-14 in Edmonton. It was quiet in the park and I was able to have the needed uninterrupted time to work on the coach and prepare for the caravan, in addition to doing some limited sightseeing. The first full day was supposed to be decent weather-wise, so I drove about 45 miles south to the Reynolds-Alberta Museum and the Canada Aviation Hall of Fame at Wetaskiwin. I spent most of the time there in the aviation museum and enjoyed seeing the display describing a sister Ninety-Nine, Rosella Bjornson’s career. She has had a very interesting career as a ground breaker in Canadian aviation and is enshrined in the Hall of Fame. Our early years were very similar in that our families were both involved in the Flying Farmers organization and we both soloed in a Cessna 170. (Rosella and her husband, Bill, came to the RV park a couple of days later and we had a nice visit.) By the time I finished the aviation museum, the weather was looking very threatening. I did a quick walk through of the other museum and headed back to the coach. The Reynolds-Alberta Museum really deserves a return visit. I heard on the drive back that tornado and thunderstorm watches had been issued for this whole area of Alberta and the weather really did look threatening. We had some heavy rain at the park and a tornado touched down about 20 miles west of here. I’m still not out of the severe weather!!!

The Tailenders for the caravan, Bob and Marilyn Beardsall from Ontario, arrived during the week and we spent some time making plans for the upcoming caravan. I also visited the West Edmonton Mall which is one of the largest malls in the world containing over 800 stores, over 100 eating establishments, and 9 major theme attractions. Since I’m not a shopper (Where are you going to put “stuff” in your permanent house on wheels?), I didn’t spend a great deal of time there. Many of the shops are the same that you see in the States, but the other attractions in the mall are something else.

Wednesday, June 11, 2008

WINTER IN TEXAS, THEN NORTH TO SOUTH DAKOTA

JANUARY THROUGH MAY, 2008

The first four months of 2008 found me in Texas where I was in the Fulton/Rockport area until mid-March. I was interested in checking out southern TX during a winter and found that the Gulf Coast area north of Corpus Christi was cloudier, wetter, and colder than I anticipated it would be. However, I enjoyed camping there and seeing the area with the 3 other “Winter Texan Winnies” (see our blog describing our trip across Texas and December doings at http://wintertexanwinnies.blogspot.com/). We all drive Winnebago motorhomes and enjoy seeing the country in them. Our experiences during the course of the winter were special and made for more than a few laughs. Other special times during the Fulton/Rockport stay included having my Mother, Betty, along from late December until mid-March. Her cat, Molly, came along for company for Zia; however, I’m not sure how much they really appreciate each other’s company. Carol Clarke, from Salt Lake City and Sandi Koch, from the Tacoma, WA area, each came for a week and Joyce McCollough, Livingston, TX, came for several days just before I left town. It was wonderful visiting with each of them and helped the cold wet days pass faster. My brother Steve and his wife Jan came for a week in March and took Mom and Molly home to SD. We had the best (of 4) bird watching boat ride while they were there—about 30 minutes were spent watching mating dances of 3 whooping cranes. This was awesome! Roberta’s Mother, Evelyn, arrived for a visit with Roberta just before Mom went north, so the four of us were able to have a short visit and renew friendships made in Alaskalast summer. Short visits were also enjoyed with other folks as they passed through the area. New friends and acquaintances were made at Driftwood RV Park in Fulton and I look forward to seeing them in the future. The park is quite small so a real sense of “community” is present.
Driftwood RV Haven Friends









Birding is big along the Gulf Coast and we weren’t disappointed as we watched large numbers of waterfowl daily. We enjoyed watching the pelicans dive into water for their food—actually they looked more like they were crashing into the water! Egrets, herons, ducks (many kinds), cormorants, roseate spoonbills—all were readily available to watch. However, the highlight for me was each time we went on the boat trip to watch the whooping cranes. They are such large, stately, beautiful birds with 7 ½ foot wingspans! Their winter range is just a few miles northeast of Fulton in the Aransas Nat’l Wildlife Refuge and the flock is increasing in size nicely after almost becoming extinct.
THOSE MAGNIFICENT WHOOPING CRANES!














Several short trips were taken from Fulton including one back to Goliad State Park, a drive to Port Lavaca, a day at the King Ranch and Kingsville, an overnight trip to South Padre Island and a drive inland along the Rio Grande cities in south Texas (does that country ever show signs of development!), trips to Padre Island National Seashore, a craft fair at Robstown where I met up with friends seen earlier at the fair in Fredricksburg during our November stop, trips to Aransas Nat’l Wildlife Refuge, and several trips down to Corpus Christi.

Roseatte Spoonbills (Left)Rookery with many types of birds (right)

















.............................GREAT BLUE HERONS.............................









...................BROWN & WHITE PELICANS....................
I headed to Pharr, TX, the 3rd week of March where I was able to visit with Jim and Judy Peitz for a few days before they headed north to their “stick” home. We had a nice visit and they showed me the “lay of the land” in that part of the Valley. I thoroughly enjoyed the warmer temperatures and blue skies—in spite of some windy days. The Valley has really been promoting birding and there are incredible opportunities to see birds there that are seen no where else in the U.S. I definitely would like to return there for at least part of another winter to spend more time exploring the various bird refuges that have been established and which have wonderful guided tours.


GREEN JAYS











LEFT: HOODED ORIOLE


RIGHT: MOCKINGBIRD

.......GREAT EGRET & CRESTED CARACARA ......






From Pharr I headed north to Choke Canyon State Park near
Three Rivers, TX, about 85 miles southeast of San Antonio where I stayed a couple of weeks. This is a wonderful park with neat views, good fishing in the reservoir, and very good birding. Oh, yes, they also have alligators there! This is the farthest inland point the ‘gators come to in Texas—and I can vouch that they are there. Zia met her first armadillo while here--one came around our camp during several evenings. Clancey Maloney from NM was able to join me for a short visit here. All too soon, it was time to leave Choke Canyon (I hope to go back there!) and head for San Antonio where I was scheduled to host WIT (Winnebago-Itasca Travelers) Tours’ rally during that city’s Fiesta week. We had a wonderful rally—it was really a fun group to be with. The Fiesta celebrates the various cultures in Texas and highlights the remembrance of the heroes who fought in the battles of the Alamo and San Jacinto which led to Texas’ independence from Mexico. Rally attendees participate in Fiesta activities in addition to seeing various interesting venues in the San Antonio area as well as having a day-trip to the “Hill Country” in the Fredricksburg area. While in San Antonio, I agreed to lead a caravan for WIT Tours to Alaska this summer. This was a last-minute change in plans for me as there were only a few weeks to wrap up the rally, finish a project for WIT Tours, get the coach serviced, and prepare for the trip. It would prove to be a very busy 6 weeks!


With the rally a wrap, I headed north to Wichita where I parked for a couple of weeks. The main reason for the stop, in addition to seeing my brother, Dick, and his family was to attend niece Rachel’s graduation from high school. Queena and her girls came down early from SD, and Heather was over early from Kansas City. Mom, Jan, and Nicki also came down from SD for the graduation. Although it was a smaller than planned family gathering because my SD brothers were busy planting corn in between rain storms, a good time was had by all. The time here gave me valuable time to wrap up rally reports and work on other “stuff” to prepare for the upcoming Alaska trip.

I departed Wichita in mid-May with Mom and her cat, Molly, on board the motorhome. We headed to Des Moines, IA, where I had an appointment at the Freightliner dealer for an inspection of the chassis. One day’s work turned into 2 days and at 9:00 p.m. the second night we departed for Forest City, IA, where I had an appointment for service with Winnebago. We did manage to tour the IA capitol building while in Des Moines—it is an impressive building with 29 types of marble used in it’s construction—and watched a couple of horse races at the race park adjoining Adventureland where we camped. What I thought might be 3 days work at Winnebago turned into a longer stay that was interrupted by the long Memorial Day weekend. I worked with folks at the WIT Tours office on a project during part of this time and Mom and I traveled to Mason City one evening to see her brother, Bill, and his wife Phyllis. This was a bittersweet visit as Bill was in very poor health and passed away a couple of weeks later. Mom and I took the car and went to Hurley the Saturday before Memorial Day so we could decorate graves, etc. They had been having a lot of rain in SD, and that, coupled with cool weather, resulted in few flowers available for the decorations. I returned to IA on Memorial Day afternoon as work on the coach was to continue through the week. It was finally finished on May 30th and I drove back to Hurley on the 31st.