Thursday, July 13, 2017

More Massachussets

 Salem Mass. the town of mystery and history.  We drive around historic homes including the House of Seven Gables.  In 1668, merchant and ship-owner John Turner built a house on Salem Harbor that was destined to become one of America’s most beloved historic home as depicted in Hawthorne’s novel.

 Finding public parking we were able walk around the area of the witch trials.  It’s sad to think about how people can be so prejudice toward others out of fear.  Residents in colonial Massachusetts accused people of witchcraft between February 1692 and May 1693. The trials resulted in the executions of twenty people, fourteen of them women. Five others (including two infant children) died in prison.

Behaviors such as excommunication from church, confiscation of land and property and torture in which the subject is pressed beneath an increasingly heavy load of stones were used to converse guilty pleas. Eventually those who admitted guilt were hung and denied Christian burials.

This one might have been a relative.

We appreciated the current respect shown with fresh roses weekly.

Searching for happier times and more acceptance we head to Provincetown.  The Jeep transported us again and even with this small vehicle, parking is hard to find.  Finally, we find a lot for a restaurant, why not?   Lunch at Bubalas by the bay, very LGBTQ friendly and good food.  We people watch and enjoy the weather.

Then a drive to the National seashore area and view lighthouses. Somehow taking a wrong turn, we end up Jeeping on horse trail.

Tuesday, July 11, 2017

Boston, Mass

After days of conversation about our options and enjoying the dog days of summer in New England, we travel to Boston. Trying to see Boston in a day was a whirlwind.  We start at the USS Constitution, Old Ironsides is as impressive as reported.  The whole waterfront area is a must see.  



As we start to drive to other locations in town we learn all reports about narrow streets and lack of parking is as reported.

Many areas of the city are difficult to drive and limited parking is expensive.  We find ourselves being bad tourists and driving site to site.  I take pictures from our moving vehicle, the Jeep, and read about history on Wikipedia.  Of course we see a demonstration on the steps of the capitol just blocks from the office of Ally McBeal, our favorite character from Boston, sorry Cheer's.

Finally stopping for coffee in Quincy near Adams homes a National Park. The beautiful warm day gives us more time for continued thoughtful conversation. We decide, we don’t want to sell the RV and we are going to need to find work at our next stop so we don’t deplete our savings.  

We receive a call from our friend Ruth in Washington with an interesting offer.  She works part-time at an RV and boat storage lot.  Her boss is looking for a live-in overnight security guard in Bellingham. There is no pay for the position but free RV spot in exchange for our presence.  We agree to head to Bellingham, Washington after our commitment at Forsythe National Wildlife Refuge. 

We celebrate our decision with our friend Dara from California who is visiting family in Boston.  She takes us out for a wonderful Italian dinner in town.   

Wednesday, May 24, 2017

Acadia National Park

Getting reservations for any campground in Acadia national park is difficult so we stayed in the state park for two days to start our experience.  After a nice lunch in a pullout near the harbor, we set up camp at the state park.  It was hot and humid, for Maine.  Our corner site was not very level but we made due.  We hopped in the jeep and drove straight to the beach.  The familiar red cabbage head jellyfish were plentiful.  As the sun set we headed home for a night of Ally McBeal, we brought the entire series on DVD.  These are my TV addiction medication.  

After several phone calls, the next day, our mail was located.  Kathy's mom had bundled our mail and sent it to us.  We headed into Ba HaBa or Bar Harbor to pick up mail and found a great Thai tea and coffee shop.  Then we were off to drive Acadia Loop.  Beautiful scenery hidden amongst fog and throngs of people.  We drove all the way up  Cadillac Mountain and got more Acadia stamps for Kathy's book National Parks Book.  Cadillac Mountain was a fog fest!  It rolled it heavy as we approached the crest.  At the top, the fog was thicker than pea soup!  Visibility was less than twenty feet.  The drive down was much slower as we feared cars that had pulled off into turn-outs would pull out in front of us.  

At the bottom, the fog was gone.  Hunger called.  We found the Chartroom, as per our locals recommendation from the Mexican restaurant up north, and feasted on lobster.  

Check out from the State Park was accented with a bike crash.  I backed the Jeep into a tree with the bikes on the back.   Kathy was upset mostly because I bent her rim.  Off to KOA for LP.  The nice guy filling our LP told us fellow work campers about corporate KOA jobs. Apparently, they offer great benefits.  A few minutes down the road, we joined the line for camping registration at Seawall Campground, the western park in Acadia.  

The campground was large and full even with no electricity.  It's alway interesting walking around and looking at other rigs.  The most memorable this time was a small class B. They set up behind us across the narrow road.  When they open the door out jumps two large white dogs.  Yes, two Great Pyraness and two adults in a large van!  

After our snooping around walk, we drove to many of the Acadia sights, Echo Lake, Seal Cove, Bass Harbor lighthouse.  Beauty at every turn but we were somewhat let down.  We decided our mistake was visiting Alaska first.  

We followed another recommendation and had dinner at the Seafood Street Diner.  It was pricy but flavors were spot on.  Upscale progressive dining and cocktails.  We recommend it too!  

On the way home, we stopped and watched the tide come in.  We sat on the rocks for an hour or so.  I enjoyed searching tide pools for starfish and crabs, picking at shiny rocks and watching seagulls of every variety.  We watched ducks swim in the ocean, yes finally, the real Atlantic Ocean.

Our evening entertainment the Ranger Todd show.  The program was about the sounds of the area.  Todd entertained us with his "twin" brother Ted (really just Todd) singing corny renditions of recognizable tunes. The walk home was in the real dark.  With only a disposable flashlight obtained from the Wisconsin Lumberjack competitions, and solar powered path lights we walked cautiously home.

The next day we had errands to do in town.  We found a laundry mat and tried to charge our computers, iPads and iPhones.  We bought groceries at the expensive town market and pharmacy.  Back to the seashore, the pounding surf, and a call with a job offer for next summer in South Dakota working at a motel. We discussed returning to Alaska, for a winter, well Kathy did.

Dinner on the open grate fire pit of steak and hobo potatoes we celebrated our last night in Acadia.  Finally, a flicker of our lights, our house batteries had dropped because we hadn't  used the generator for over five days.  We learned what our new limits of our batteries.  I finished reading Walking My Dog, Jane and decided, Alaska here we come!  Well, not quite yet.