On the Gulf

Here we are again, on the coast – watching the surf, wiggling our toes in the sand!

What a great time to come to the coast (the Gulf Coast). It’s still warm enough to enjoy being outside, but not so hot you hunt shade or burn.

The Texas State Park on Galveston Island is a great place to settle down for a few days for some surf, sand and sea food. We are camped just across a sand dune from the ocean – awesome, long stretches of nearly empty beaches and easy access to shopping and dining.

We are planning on 4 nights here before heading back toward Dallas. 126


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Hallowed Ground

Death, Death all around! Boom, whiz, crash – severed limbs, blood and gore! 100,000 in this battle, 70,000 in the next. Who are they? So many – approximately 75% buried without names – just never going home again. What? Where? Right here!After the Battle

After the Battle

Anita and I have spent the last few days walking on hallowed ground, immersed in the stories of the Civil War. Battle of Bull Run where it started, Fredericksburg, Sunken Road, Chancellorsville, Battle of the Wilderness, Spotsylvania, Petersburg, Battle of the Crater, The Breakthrough, culminating where it ended at Appomattox Court House. Did you know that it wasn’t until during the Vietnam War that the number of American deaths in foreign wars eclipsed the number who died in the Civil War?map3

Virginia, so rich in history, was the epicenter of the war and the 110-mile corridor between the two capitals, Richmond and Washington DC, saw many bloody battles. We enjoyed the National Museum of the Civil War Soldier at Pamplin Historical Park. Hearing the stories of soldier experiences in their own words and seeing the way they lived.

Stonewall Jackson

Stonewall Jackson Statue at Bull Run

Home riddled with bullets during along the Sunken Road.

Home riddled with bullets  along the Sunken Road.

McLean House where Lee Surrendered

McLean House where Lee Surrendered

At Pamplin Historic Park

At Pamplin Historic Park

But not all our time was in the Civil War. We visited the house that Charles Washington (brother to George) built in 1760. It was converted into the Rising Sun Tavern where Thomas Jefferson drafted the statute that set the pattern for religious freedom in the US.

Tavvern of the Rising Sun

Rising Sun Tavern

The Chatham Plantation where Clara Barton an early founder of the American Red Cross assisted in caring for Union Soldiers. And so many beautiful Fredericksburg homes built in the 1700s.

1820s home in Fredricksburg

1820s home in Fredricksburg

view from Chatham to Fredricksbutg

view from Chatham to Fredricksbutg

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Graduation in Norwalk or When Did He Grow Up?

‘In response to those who say to stop dreaming and face reality, I say keep dreaming and make reality.’ Kristian-Kan, author and editor.

What a wonderful week.  Anita arrived in Norwalk to the welcoming arms of Celeste, Joe, Justin and Madison.  My first impression walking in the door – WOW! how tall Justin is. He has matured into a responsible, considerate young man. While I was proud of each of our girls at this important milestone, I found myself a little emotional seeing our first grandson walk across the stage.  I’m excited for all the opportunities that lie ahead but a little afraid that he and the younger ones won’t have the opportunities that we have had. Justin graduated with honors as a member of the National Honor society and Capt. Cap. Honors. He is headed for the University of Connecticut and aiming for a degree in Chemical Engineering.


Graduation was held at the high school stadium and the graduates marching in with the boys in green and the girls in white was very impressive. There were lots of speeches followed by the handing out of diplomas. His class was over 300 strong, so it took awhile. After the ceremony we were off to an outstanding Italian restaurant for scrumptious food and fun.

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Joe is an outstanding cook and loves to grill, I’ll be surprised if I haven’t put on a few pounds. Thanks to my Fitbit I have managed to put in a reasonable amount of walking, so hopefully it the day of reckoning won’t be too bad. Last night we enjoyed an evening of out door movies and smores fixed over an open fire. The weather has been perfect, sunny but not hot. Actually we have had to scramble for a wrap when we were outdoors in the evenings.




We are sad to be leaving tomorrow, but excited for the next leg of our girls trip and to reach home and the family left behind.

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Smokey Mountains and Blue Ridge Parkway

mapFor the last two days we have spent time in the Smokey Mountains and the southern portion of the Blue Ridge Parkway! Those beautiful green mountains! Trees clinging to the swell of mountains giving them the look of giant green beasts lying off in a hazy distance. Roads swooping up and down, weaving back and forth in a dizzying way not even matched by the Rockies.  Rhododendrons bursting with purple and pink blooms decorate most every turn of those roads which are frequently dappled with sun that sneaked through the canopy of overhanging trees.20160610_154404 20160610_164200

I’m always refreshed coming to the mountains. My soul sings and I marvel at the majesty of God’s beautiful world.20160610_163925 20160610_112112 20160609_155618

We drove US 74 from Cleveland, Tn. along the Ocoee River through the Smokey Mts. spending the night in Murphy, NC then continuing on past Cherokee. We stopped for lunch at Lulu’s Café in Sylva, NC., before heading to connect with the Blue Ridge at Asheville. Tonight we are in Little Switzerland, NC. a small town just off of the Blue Ridge.20160609_170656

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Stone River Civil War Battlefield

Stone River Civil War Battlefield

CaptureI am on a very special trip. A road trip with Anita, our eldest daughter, to Norwalk, Connecticut to celebrate with our eldest grandson as he graduates from high school. Our trip involves a bit of wanderings on the way, too much to see and enjoy for two girls to rush from one point to the next.

One of the things we enjoy is visiting historic sites. Today we went to the Stones River Civil War Battlefield in Murfreesboro, Tennessee. War is a horrific thing. I cannot imagine what it would be like to be in a battle with bullets whizzing by, fear gripping you as you hear friends scream in pain. Our current war causes much pain and the tole on those who return is great. But we forget the horrors of the Civil War battles.  Roughly 1,264,000 American soldiers have died in the nation’s wars–620,000 in the Civil War and 644,000 in all other conflicts. It was only as recently as the Vietnam War that the amount of American deaths in foreign wars eclipsed the number who died in the Civil War. In just this one 3-day battle at Stones Creek there were a total of 24,645 casualties: 12,906 on the Union side and 11,739 Confederates. Considering that only about 76,400 men were engaged, this was the highest percentage of killed and wounded of any major battle in the Civil War.  Even so the battle itself was inconclusive, but it dashed Confederate aspirations for control of Middle Tennessee. Today the battle field provides an opportunity to stop and remember.


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Some of the Sites Around the Upper Arkansas River Valley


Map of most of our travels through the valley

This posting is going to be more pictures than words.  A couple of years ago (see the 2012 link above) I wrote several post about the area.  To wind up our stay here, I am going to share some of our favorite sights.

Rivers, Lakes and Streams:  The Arkansas River dominates the area as you might expect.  It is famous for its wicked whitewater through the area.  It begins as a small stream at the Continental Divide near Leadville and from there plunges almost 5,000 feet in its first 125 miles.

Along Brown's Canyon

The River

Horses grazing along the river

Turquoise Lake

Looking down on beaver dams along the road to Independence Pass

A stream along Independence Pass road

Panning for gold

Mountains:  The Sawatch Range which forms the western rim of the valley has the highest concentration of mountains over 14,000 feet in Colorado.  Cutting across this range are three very high drivable passes.  The Cottonwood and Independence and Monarch.

Early September snow on the peak

Cottonwood pass is the highest paved pass.

Cottonwood pass

Independence is just a little shorter but is spectacular with tight hair pin curves and steep drop offs.

Looking out on rugged terrain near Independence Pass

Monarch is on a major highway, the drive is beautiful, but not as dramatic as the other two.

Monarch Pass Looking west over Gunnison Valley

Big Horn Sheep Canyon east of Salida is breath taking with steep uplifted walls of shear granite.

Big Horn Sheep Cannyon

Glacial valleys and side canyons are traversed by tributary streams rushing down to meet the river. Out in the valley, huge boulders are strewn about the landscape like abandoned children’s toys.

Giant Sentinels

Drive through Railroad tunnels blasted in the mountains

Animals in the wilds

Look close! Do you see two deer?

Least Chipmunk

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Life Around Camp

We have spent a very enjoyable month at Arkansas River Rim Campground.  While we have been out exploring a good bit of the time, there is still plenty of down time at the camp; evenings or lazy days hanging out relaxing.  Those of us who are “long termers” are mostly located around a circle at one end of the campground, so getting acquainted is even easier. We’ve renewed old friendships and turned acquaintances into new friends.  Fred and Karen Peterman, whom we had met a couple of years ago have become fast friends.  John and Laurna Woolever are new acquaintances that we have enjoyed spending time with and getting to know.  Just pulling up chairs outside and swapping stories, chewing the fat, sharing where we have been and what to see, or do.  The guys have particularly gotten to know each other while running potty duty forays for the dogs, or helping each other working on this issue or that around the trailers.

The guys stop for a chat (Charlie, Fred & John w/Scooter, Bella & Katie)

Karen and Laurna compare crafts

Heidi has Bella over for a visit

We have gone on outings to places in the area, gone for ice cream, eaten out and shared meals together.  A couple of years ago Fred introduced Brady to trout fishing.  This year John has shared his fishing bounty with us all.  One of those shared meals was some of the trout grilled with fresh local corn, green beans and salad, YUM!  With time short for the others, (they are leaving before we do) we all put together a hamburger shared meal.  One last time to sit out and visit.  They are now missed, the camp seems so empty.

Come and Get It!

Brady, Fred and John enjoy Happy Hour

Jeff, the camp owner, holds an annual Labor Day BBQ/Band Bash, featuring live music with Jeff’s band Derringer. All at the campground are invited, they provide hot dog and BBQ fixins and others bring dishes to round out the meal.  His band entertains and everyone has a great time.  This year, the day was cool/cold and rainy, but the party mood was not dampened.

Some of our other neighbors have been intent on gold mining in the Arkansas River.  The group that holds the claim for the part of the river behind us, use snorkels and vacuum to hunt for the elusive glittery stuff.  Others pan, but I doubt that any are making a fortune.

Wild life always provides entertainment.  We have enjoyed watching hummingbirds on a feeder we attached to the dining room window. Rabbits hop around just outside and of course chipmunks and squirrels romp through the area. A trip into town never fails to bring sightings of deer.  The other day a couple of bucks were grazing along the highway, Some in camp reporting seeing a bear wander through camp, but that was before we arrived.

What! You can see me?

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Slush, Mush and Sunshine

We set off with the Fred and Karen for a day sightseeing in the Gunnison and Blue Mesa Lakes area.  Friday had turned off rainy and much cooler, so we had postponed the trip until Saturday.  Saturday started off bright, but as we climbed into the Mean Green (our F250 pickup), a rainbow hung over the campground to the west.  Hopefully a good sign for the day, so all aboard and off we go.

Our plan: go over Cottonwood Pass, down to Turner Reservoir, on through the canyon to Almont and down into Gunnison.  A beautiful drive. As we headed up toward Cottonwood Pass, the clouds hung low over the tops of Mt. Yale and Harvard. Hummm, what was the drive going to be like?

As we got above the tree line we were definitely in the clouds and everything around us was obscured into a soupy grey mist.  Just over the pass, the paved road becomes packed dirt, except now as the rain began to fall, it was a yellowish brown slippery loblolly.  Hang on by the seat of your pants around the hair pin turns! Don’t get to close to the edge to give the big trailer room to get around the curve! Down again into the tree line, where the rain stopped and the clouds are back in the sky, where they belong, but the road is still a sloppy mess.  Along the road cattle are free ranging and we saw a few deer.  Tall pines close in tight to the road on this side, but you get a glimpse of a stream meandering down the way and beaver ponds every little while.  Once down to Taylor Reservoir the road is once again paved, but now the Mean Green is Yucky Tan.  Taylor is another one of those beautiful Colorado lakes dropped into a valley between high mountains.  It rushes out into a short canyon and continues down through a narrow valley to meet the Gunnison River.  This was our first time through the area between Taylor and Gunnison.  Awesome!

We spent some time looking around Gunnison, got some burgers and lunched at a local park.  The dogs were happy to have some time to stretch their legs, as were we.  Heidi had invited Fred and Karen’s Yorkie, Bella, to go with us.  From Gunnison we headed further west along the river to the Blue Mesa Lake.  Blue Mesa is Colorado’s largest lake twenty miles long with 96 miles of shoreline. U.S. 50 travels along the north banks of the lake, and crosses it at Middle Bridge to complete the journey on the south side. The area is filled with beautiful mesas, and deep narrow canyons. The Dillon Palisades stand out as a timeless landmark along one section of the lake.

According to the internet the lake is home to fresh water salmon and provides excellent fishing.  At the western terminus of the lake, the weather was once again closing in and threatening, so we turned around and headed back.  This time we took US 50 over Monarch Pass passing the Monarch Ski area, down into Salida and back to the Rolling Eagle.  It was good to settle back and relax after a long day of exploring.



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From the Front Range to the 14ers

And the Colorado Rocky Mountain high, I’ve seen it raining fire in the sky.
You can talk to God and listen to His reply”.

Leaving Trinidad and the Front Range in the rear view mirror, we crossed through Wet Valley, where many memories of trips to Horn Creek Christian Camp (http://www.horncreek.org/)are always brought to mind.  Good times with good friends are always sweet to recall.  Out of Wet Valley through the Arkansas River Canyon on US 50 and on up to Buena Vista.

Leaving the Front Range

We have put our jacks down to stay awhile in one of our favorite places, the Upper Arkansas River Valley.  We are right in the heart of the highest concentration of 14ers in Colorado (mountains over 14,000 ft high for you low landers). I wrote about the valley in 2012 (http://www.pamplin.com/Blog/?p=903).  We have once again settled at Arkansas River Rim Campground.  Friends that we met on our last visit, Fred and Karen Peterman, are here as well and we are making some new friends as we gather around a picnic table in the evening for chats.

Trip to Turquoise Lake

A few days ago we and the Petermans drove up Leadville for a Pizza Hut buffet lunch.  Would you believe that as we were winding up, the manager taped a sign to the door that they were out of supplies and closing for the day!  She then came by the table and said help yourself to anything on the buffet, you are our last customers.  Well neither of us was the least bit shy.  We both took a large box and filed it with fresh pepperoni and meat lover’s pizza.

Pizza Hut in Leadville

From there Fred and Karen showed us a drive that circled the beautiful Turquoise Lake. At around 10,000 ft. this reservoir is flanked by Mt. Elbert and Mt Massive, two peaks that compete for the honor of being the highest in the Colorado Rocky range.  Surrounded by pines and sunk into a deep valley, the setting could hardly be more dramatic.

Turquoise Lake

We have had a couple of outings to nearby streams for lunch and exploring.  The lyrical sounds of water rushing and tumbling over rocks and boulders beckon us to settle down with a good book and just enjoy the fresh air and nature.  One such adventure brought kayakers and whitewater rafters going past us braving the rapids, while we waved and watched some of them get hung up on a particularly large boulder right where the river took a sharp turn.

We have been blessed with wonderful weather.  Every day a brief rain comes through, but never last for long.  The morning temps are in the middle 50s soaring up to perhaps 78 or so during the day.  Mostly the sky is clear and vibrantly blue. Last night we watched the sun paint the sky with rusty reds and oranges as it set through blue grey clouds hovering over Mt. Yale (across the road from camp)

The shadows from the starlight are softer than a lullaby.
Rocky Mountain high, Colorado. Rocky Mountain high.”


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Ham’n It Up with New Friends and Old

Drive from Quanah, Texas to Trinidad, Co.

Out where the deer and the antelope play and the sky is not cloudy all day – well almost.

Llano Estacado

Over the muddy Red and on across the Llano Estacado, staked plains, where mesas begin to dot the skyline, mesquite and sage stretch mile after mile with little towns like Hereford, Texline, Clayton, and Capulin interrupting the rolling plains.  The temperature soared over 100 up to 106. At stops it was hot enough to singe the hair off a brass monkey. We knew it was definitely time to leave for cooler climes.

We did get a bit of cooling off between Dumas and Dalhart when we drove through a rain squall. After a comfortable night at Corral RV Park in Dalhart we moved on into New Mexico.  It’s always fun to look for the lava mounds all through the large volcanic field along US 287.  Mt Capulin thrusting up over 7000 feet signals that mountains are just a few miles ahead. But alas, where have all the antelope gone?  We saw a few of those now elusive animals but not many.

Mt Capulin Volcano

We pulled Raton, our first pass of the year and descended into Trinidad where we took two nights at Lake Trinidad State Park.  Good thing we arrived early, the park quickly filled up for the weekend.  We had the “good fortune” to have several teenage boys obsessed with skateboards camping next to us.  As we arrived they were setting up ramps – what a racket!  Gratefully, they were gone most of the time we were in camp, so it worked out. (We heard that there was a skateboard competition in town.) The campground is set on a high bluff overlooking the lake and the views are fantastic.  Friday afternoon we watched a fast moving thunder storm roll in over the mountains, soon the camp was pelted with a driving rain and pea sized hail.

Storm coming over the mountains

Ham radio friends Bob and Mary Ann Coellin are building a beautiful home on a mountain ridge just south of Trinidad.  They invited us up to see the home and the magnificent views.  WOW.  Brady and I both would trade in the RV life style for a place like that. Beautiful trees and lots of wild life – a deer trail passes through their front yard.  Recently Bob heard a scratching outside their RV and to his surprise when he looked out there was a mountain lion practically staring him in the face.  Heidi was beside herself running back and forth, she had sensory overload.  We all went down into Trinidad and enjoyed delicious wood fired oven pizza and each other’s company.  The next night we met another fellow ham couple, RC and Mary Ghormley– and became immediate friends.  The 6 of us drove to Raton for supper.

Bob and Mary Ann's soon to be new summer home

On our way home we stopped for diesel, there was another storm moving through.  Kaboom!  I nearly got the wits scared out of me. A big streak of lightning struck just beyond and the thunder shook the station, we were grateful to get back to the camp and settle down.

Drive to Cuchara and Bob and Mary Ann's place

Stonewall on Co 12


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