Tag Archives: Adventures

Goodbye yellow brick road

When are you gonna come down?
When are you going to land?

Elton John

Barn Swallow Hotel along roof eaves of abandoned building across from Kansas Originals Markets, Wilson, Kansas. This was taken from inside our camper as the wind was unbelievable! 7/7/20

Swallows were common sights during our travels, often seen flying over fields, barnyards, and frequently right in front of our truck. According to https://www.allaboutbirds.org/guide/Barn_Swallow/overview “Barn Swallows often cruise low, flying just a few inches above the ground or water. True to their name, they build their cup-shaped mud nests almost exclusively on human-made structures.” And true to their nature here they were. We were totaly amazed at this long line of hotels. Swallows flew in and out of these “hotel suites” so fast it was almost impossible to capture a photo.

These birds moved so fast it was very difficult to capture a clear photo.

Rainy Day blues

I have decided to change my format of my blogs. Keeping it simple. One photo, a tid-bit of information and a personal connection. Nothing more, nothing less.

Jim looking out of the back window of Betty Deux at Limon, Colorado KOA.

Willie Nelson sings that “If you don’t like this rainy weather you better pack your bags and move.”

The wind howls and screams past our little home, rocking her uncomfortably. Rain and hail pelt the windows as we wonder at the difficulty of packing up and leaving during a crazy prairie storm.

Limon KOA is located on the Colorado’s High Plains. A beautiful, clean and quiet park, 90 minutes from Denver and Colorado Springs along I-70. We stopped there on our way from Kansas. They provide a playground, bike rentals and swimming pool (seasonal). Many of these things were being worked on or were closed due to Covid-19. Pets are welcome. Sites are pull-Thru RV sites, a little close but easy access. The store has some RV supplies, groceries and gifts. Our most memorable moments? JackaLopes. We had Kaelin believing jackalopes were real. https://koa.com/campgrounds/limon/

This photo, taken at the beginning of our Summer 2020 adventures, represents how I feel right now. Sad to be no longer traveling in our little home. Sad to be back in the oppressive heat of Florida. Sad and watchful of how things are in our world today and scared of the upcoming storms.

Wanderlust

Wanderlust settles in me like a too tight favorite jacket.  I’m excited about wearing it, but it pinches all the same.  School wraps up this week and the countdown begins.  With that comes intense anxiety.   Can I get everything done in time?  What will I forget?  I’m adding to and amending my packing list constantly.  That, I think is finally almost publishable!

On the other hand, my mind plays previews of roads not even traveled yet.  Open highways, mountain views, and quaint towns. My excitement can hardly be contained.  Jim watches lots of YouTube videos and travels Google Earth in preparation for the trip.  I think this is his mental meditation.

We have a destination and a few weeks ago we weren’t even sure we would be going any where. Originally we were to go to Michigan, but due to the Covid-19 pandemic we had to change gears.  Now we are Colorado bound! 

In the past, travel took the form of short burst, several days to several weeks at a time.  This year we reserved a month at Riverview RV park in Loveland, Colorado where my daughter lives. We stayed 2 days there last year, so know pretty well what to expect. Of course even this causes that anxiety jacket to pinch again.

It’s the unknown that rubs at my nerves. It’s also the unknown that makes it exciting. I am reminded that the goal is not the destination, but the journey.

This is my first post in a long time. I find writing blog post time consuming and always seem to find excuses. Perhaps this year will be different. That being said, I would like to change the name of my blog site. 2bikes1boat served its purpose, but no more. I would like something that reflects our traveling ways, our sense of adventure and wonder. Ideas Welcome!

Sadler State Park South Carolina June 4th 2017

Sadler State Park turned out to be quite a gem, 395 Acres of beautiful forests on a peninsula of Lake Hartwell (56,000 acres).  We stayed on Loop #1, site # 1, a pull through that abutts up to the water.

After quickly setting up, little man and I took a walk down to the beach area. He and I, loaded with our cameras, partook in a few photography lessons. I talked to him about composition and foreground and background. He caught on quickly; took a few of his own shots on his Kodak camera his dad had given him and then took off to run the beach. Lessons over, I took many beautiful landscape shots of the lake and its shores. I practiced what I learned in the book Perfect Exposure (I’ll edit with the authors name later.) Using the sand as my midtones, I got perfect shots. Can’t wait to see them on my Surface.

When we checked into the campground little man decided, for some odd reason, that he was afraid to fall in the water! He didn’t want to stay at the site we had chosen. Of course, we didn’t listen to him and number one it was. After seeing how shallow the water was at the shore he decided it was quite safe to play knee-deep for several hours.

We had a lovely evening and slept very well. The next morning, little man earned his level 1 Junior Ranger badge. We had a nice chat with Ranger Austin who suggested we come in the fall. I do believe our Thanksgiving week plans have been made.

Gordonia State Park, Georgia

Gordonia State Park was hard to find due to poor signage.  We almost missed it.  There was a separate entrance that we happened on while heading to Walmart.  We followed the GPS even though the sign on the road said “Dead End.”  It wasn’t a Dead End.  Go figure.

It has a lot to offer; golf course, splash pad, lake, canoe rental.  The sites were clean although oddly set up.  Gnats were absolutely relentless, so be aware you might decide to stay in your camper.

The office was at the golf course club house, however that too was not clearly marked.  We had to guess (although correctly) that was where we were to sign in.  And there was no RV turn around.  It was very difficult on Captain Jim to have to flip flop the camper and avoid golf carts.  So if, dear readers, you choose to go here please note that it’s a kinda hunt and peck situation.

Lil Man probably would say that the splash pad was the best part of the park.  I got some terrific shots there.  We didn’t stay long though, because it wasn’t very parent friendly.  There were lots of kids, but only so many hot, metal benches for parents to sit on and not efficient shading.

All in all, probably wouldn’t go back to camp there, however, I could see where it’s a good day park to visit.

No coffee in the house

Saturday,  June 3rd,  2017

After an uneventful, quiet night at Laura S Walker State Park we are once again on the road. Having no coffee “in the house” causes one to pack quickly and efficiently. The gas problem was solved five miles down the road in a teeny tiny town called Hoboken. I kid you not! We filled up tanks, coffee and gas and continued our travels down Highway 121. Some travelers would not be content to take these country highways, but I truly am. Lately, I have suffered terrible traffic anxiety, seeing an accident in every turn. Taking these meandering byways are peaceful and truly beautiful. It allows you to see a side of life one cannot see on major highways. Little to no traffic makes it stress free for both myself and Captain Jim. My only regret is I can’t stop at every rustic barn, quiet town and cute cow to take a picture. Destination Gordonia State Park.

The people are home but no lights are on

Friday June 2nd, 180 miles into the trip.

How can a whole town be without electricity? We stopped for lunch along Highway 121, Brandy Branch Road AKA Brady Brunch Road, according to Captain Jim. It was a quaint, meaning tiny, little gas station. We pulled in and decided to have some lunch and a much-needed bathroom break. It was pouring rain and as we sat in our home away from home we decided we could push it a little further down the road for a bigger gas station. The town of Folkston was only about fifteen miles down the road. What a nightmare! Our targeted gas station was closed and construction was blocking the entrance to further gas stations. “No problem”, says Captain Jim, “I can get us in there.”  Well here (Flash Foods) was down for the count as the electricity was out and so was the next place, the next and the next. As we drove through this god-forsaken town of Folkston Georgia, it was becoming apparent electricity was not to be had anywhere. Our first nights destination, Laura S Walker State Park, being only about 30 miles down the road, we will traverse on and hope to find gas along the way.

Boondocking and Internet

Current Temperature:  57 degrees

Current Location: Ellsworth, Maine

Current Campground: Seawall Campground Acadia National Park

I will keep this short as we are sitting in a Laundromat waiting for clothes to dry.  One of the problems with camping, especially boondocking, is the lack of internet opportunities.  No, we do not have a hotspot.  If we were to do this all year maybe we would invest in a hotspot.

We have been in Acadia National Park for a week now and have accumulated so many memories and thoughts that it may be impossible to relay even a fraction of them.  This little part of Maine is incredible and will be hard to leave tomorrow as we head to the White Mountains in New Hampshire (where, by the way, it is even colder!)

At this posting, I do not have any of my many photos and will post later in more detail based on photos.  Each photo will tell the story of our memories here.

This Place Could Be Dangerous

* A better late than never post.

Sunday June 7, 2015

Current Temperature: A Pleasant 72⁰ overcast

Current Time: 9:00a.m.

Current Location: Fredericksburg / Washington D.C. KOA Kampground

Okay, so we are not boondocking, but Man does not live on bread alone and this is our Manna and Nector.

After approximately 8 hours on the road we were ready for our evening stop. We stopped at a Flying J in Ruther Glen, VA. This was not a RV friendly Truck Stop. Friday night at the Flying J Denny’s Restrauant must be the thing to do because the place was packed. Parking was not happening and even getting gas was at a risk. They have pumps for RV’s (supposedly for easier access) but this truck stop designer must have been thinking the maximum length of RVs was 20 ft. We do not recommend this truck stop at all. We found one review, after the fact, that complained about music blasting all night and an unsympathetic manager. Had we read that first we might not have even stopped there.

Feeling let down and disgusted, we pulled out our handy Allstays Camp and Review app once again and decided on stopping at the KOA. After all, a shower would be nice right? Mind you, we are not fans of KOA normally, however this place is well worth it.

Tucked away among some winding, scenic roads is the Fredericksburg/Washington D.C. KOA, a nice campground with friendly staff. The sites are nestled among some of the tallest, lushest trees I’ve seen in a long while. The pull-thru site we were escorted to had easy access. The sites are long, narrow and gravel paved.

After setting up and fixing some lovely refreshing adult beverages we headed out for a short walk and a stop at the playground. After all, the Boy had been so good during our hours on the road he deserved some play time. Dinner consisted of delicious “Fancy Grilled Cheese Sandwiches” cooked on my new cast iron griddle and fresh fruit. Oh, and more adult beverages. (No, we don’t normally do this but, hey, vacation just began!)

I slept wonderfully as it was dark and quiet. We awake and discovered the dangerous part – you might not want to leave! Jim said it would be so easy to just stay there, sitting outside, drinking coffee, chatting and forgetting yourself, lost in nature.

Alas, not to happen. Pack it up and go.