Leaving Mt. Gretna, Pennsylvania I headed west to Ohio. I love being on the road, in my head I review all that I did this summer from Maine to North Carolina, Connecticut to Pennsylvania. Pennsylvania’s beautiful farm land starts me singing. “This Land is your land, this land is my land, From California to the New York Island.” Thank you Woodie Guthrie for writing this song in 1944.
372 miles on my speedmeter to a KOA at Buckeye Lake in Ohio. It starts to rain just as I am registering. I grab my umbrella, bathing suit and head for the swimming pool. Umbrella and swimming pool, no wonder I am the only one there. I look across the pool and see cows. Are they real? No they are cow sculptures.
Early the next morning and full of energy the next landmark is Columbus, Ohio and then to Indianapolis, Indiana. I stop at the Illinois Welcome Center. They are preparing for the Solar Eclipse on Aug. 21. The woman tells me there will be an Ozzie Osborne concert. I’m glad to miss that one.
399 miles to Mulberry Grove, Illinois. The campground is next to the pavilion. No events right now so I have my own bathroom, refrigerator, stove and roof.
Mulberry Grove, Illinois
Pavilion at Campground
Morning comes and I’m on my way to St. Louis, Missouri, a coyote crosses Highway 70 as the fog was lifting.
Endless skyway through Missouri to Kansas. There was a lot going on in Missouri. Signs on the highway posted Solar Eclipse, August 21, Expect Delays, Heavy Traffic. Highway 70 was also closed at one point. I started making a list of all the unusual church names.
Element Church, Faith Church Family Church, FCFC, Liberty Church, Reach Church, Victory Baptist Church and Praise Assembly of God.
398 miles landing in Paxco Kansas!
The man that checked me in at the campground in Paxico, Kansas said he didn’t like any people from California. I said, “There are all kinds of people in California.” He had no use for any of them. BUT, he took my $25. and gave me a nice campsite. He told me about the storm shelter in case of ??
I’m still trying to figure out what it would be like to live in Kansas.
And the wheat fields waving and the dust clouds rolling, ,This land was made for you and me.
“Don’t I get tired?” people ask. I did driving through Kansas!! I had finished my book on tape “little House in the Big Woods” by Laura Ingalls Wilder, and Kansas seemed so big. I kept driving. I pulled into a rest area and listened to my power nap app on my phone. Drinking lots of water, coffee and tea and stopping often. I started a new book.
429 miles from Paxico, Kansas to Limon, Colorado. I wan’t sure what my next step was but I was still in flat eastern Colorado. I went for a swim at the KOA and decided to head the next morning for the Black Canyon of the Gunnison.
When the sun came shining and I was strolling.
253 miles from Limon, Colorado to the KOA in the town of Gunnison, Colorado. I stopped at a Safeway to load up on groceries. I had a space in the campground all to myself with a pavilion right beside it. It had tables, a stove, sink and roof over my head.
79 miles to the Black Canyon of the Gunnison. Kansas was straight and flat and now Colorado was curvy and high. Be careful what you wish for, my sister often says to me. It was a challenge for Vanna and me around and around the mountain curves.
Campground in the Black Canyon of the Gunnison. I went to a Ranger Program that night and learned more about the dark skies. This Park and the Grand Canyon are dark skies National Parks.
The canyon was dark and deep. One picture shows the empire state building at the bottom of the canyon.
208 miles to Mesa Verde National Park. I find a nice campsite. 4 drives around the campground to pick just the right spot. Many spots were available. Why weren’t more people camping here. I had a tour for Cliff Palace Dwelling at 3 p.m. More curvy winding roads to the Cliff Palace. It was a great tour. The Park Ranger was full of information and interesting stories.
I’m currently working on paintings of the Cliff Dwellings. The ancestral Pueblo people is the term used now. Anasazi name is no longer correct.
Polishing off the best burrito breakfast at 9a.m. sent me on my way to the East entrance of the Grand Canyon past the 4 Corners.
I found a campsite and took a trail to the canyon. I was happy to return here. It felt like a good place. I loved the dark sky at night. It was wonderful looking up at the milky way.
I love the Grand Canyon
This Land is your land, this land is my land
From California to the New York Island (and all that’s in between)
How did I get to North Carolina I asked myself? I left Pennsyvania and drove through Maryland, Virginia and North Carolina. On the way back from North Carolina through Virginia, then Maryland, over long stretches of bridges and tunnels into Delaware, on to New Jersey and the George Washington bridge to NYC. Wow! What a trip. The Outer Banks is a beautiful wild place. It was a fun week.
Sign at the Lighthouse. Of course people were walking all over the grass. They can’t read.
Wright Brothers launched there first plane at KillDeer Hill
Driving to Cape Hatteras I stopped at Kill Devil Hill to see the site that the Wright Brothers launched their first flight.
Another stop at The Bodie Lighthouse.
My grandson did the Hatteras Lighthouse and I finished the painting.
My son helped all the children cast into the surf.
Arriving at Cape Hatteras and the house my daughter-in-law, son, 3 grandchildren, her parents, her niece, her brother and his child were staying in this week. A swimming pool was right beside the house. It was perfect for a week of great times.
I forgot to take a picture of the large seasoned shrimp as I couldn’t wait to bite into it. Grits and pulled pork for lunch at Grill and Grits. Soft vanilla ice cream swirled with fresh peaches! Breakfast was made every morning by my son. Life was good.
The best soft serve vanilla ice cream with fresh peaches swirled together. THE BEST EVER!
Grits and pulled pork. I love this stuff.
My son made me delicious breakfast every morning.
Driving through the sand in the 4 wheel SUV that my daughter-in-law and son rented we have fun on the beach. Rip tides, rough surf, sand castles, fishing, painting on the beach, boogie boards, sand crabs and shells make us all happy.
The Ferry to Ocracoke Island. My oldest grandson’s work.
We take the ferry to Ocracoke Island. My grandson draws the ferry while crossing the inlet.
I learned to like wheat beer with lemon. It was a local brew.
Painting on the ferry.
We cross the channel to the new Shelly Island Beach at low tide and hear about it the next day on National News ABC. They warn people not to visit the island as they have had a lot of rescues. We time it just right and get back with loads of awesome shells.
We found so many shells with Hermit Crabs living in them. It was nice wading through the water on the bay site hunting for shells, fishing, playing with the hermit crab, painting and watching the ferries crossing.
Chickens, chickens, chickens everywhere. In Connecticut we stopped by my girlfriend’s relatives to see the production. They were getting about 80 chickens ready for eating and freezing. I think not everyone wants to see the pictures, but most of us like to eat free range home grown chicken. It was quite amazing to see.
My friend has peacocks that roam the property and were fed leftover pancakes or bread. The pancakes were fresh home made. I don’t know how there were any leftovers but I think she made some especially for the peacocks.
Picking strawberries in the town I used to live in was fun!
I traveled to Pennsylvania next. The trucks through New Jersey were aggressive and the worst I had experienced in my cross country travels. I was happy to arrive at my Aunt’s farm.
I was greeted by LuluBelle and Daisy.
We picked asparagus and lettuce from the garden. My Aunt has about 25 chickens that wander the grounds. One day they had to stay inside the barn because we went to the Reunion. I told them about chickens that never got to go outside. They seemed indifferent.
My cousin made a delicious Shoo-fly Pie for me. Yum!
My Aunt and I drove to Schafferstown to get 2 smoked tongues.
We went to the family reunion and see alpaca, deer and more food than you can imagine. People related to me that I had never seen before were there. First a lot of eating and then everyone introduced themselves.
Roots Farmer’s Market always has lots to see and good food to eat.
Bus tour of Kreider Farm in Manville, PA.
Visiting Lititz, PA
Garden in Lititz, PA
My cousin and I visited the quaint town of Lititz, PA. We shopped, ate lunch, toured the Julius Sturgis pretzel factory, went to the Wilbur Buds Chocolate Store and had a great day.
It was a good trip across the USA. This is the story of my stops and mileage.
Leaving the Grand Canyon last Sunday June 4th I drove 348 miles to Grant, New Mexico and camped at the KOA. No pictures, I was still thinking of the awesome Grand Canyon. No time for sketches either.
Next stop overnight was KOA in Amarillo, Texas for a drive of 382 miles. The campground had a shuttle to the Steak House. I enjoyed prime rib and had 3 meals out of it. On the drive to the campsite I viewed Cadillac Ranch. Old Cadillac’s were sticking out of mud. People were busy spray painting on them. The site was littered with empty cans and tops. It smelled of paint spray. I didn’t want to linger.
I stopped in Tulsa, Oklahoma at the KOA that was a part of a Race Track and Casino. I had traveled 416 miles that day and was glad for dinner at the Casino. While drinking morning coffee I watched the horses doing laps around the track. I hated to rush off.
Stopping at Crystal Bridges Art museum for a few hours I then headed for Springfield, Missouri 233 miles. KOA in the Ozarks with a nice swimming pool and shower. I camped under the trees.
365 miles to Casey, Illinois.
387 miles to KOA in Homerville, Ohio. I loved that campground in Amish Country. It had a beautiful swimming pool. One woman I met invited me to dinner, I declined as she didn’t say what her menu was. Another woman invited me to their campfire that evening but I was way too tired. It was a friendly place that was very quiet in the morning at 7 a.m. when I left.
I drove a manic 628 miles from Homerville, Ohio to arrive at my friend’s house in Northeastern Connecticut on Sat. June 10. I was glad to reach my destination. The weather had been great all along the way. I finished 2 books on tape and started a third.
It was good to see my friends and visit in Connecticut.
I was only there a few days when I took the train from New London, CT to NY. I went to my granddaughters last day of preschool.
I took a quick trip into Manhattan and bought this art work from a happy street artist.
Saturday Night was a Retirement Dinner for Three Wonderful Teacher Friends.
It was a Great Tribute to them and a reunion for all of us attending.
Oklahoma: Sitting at the picnic table eating breakfast and watching the horses workout around the track at Tulsa’s Will Rogers Downs KOA campground was a great way to start the day. Canada geese where in the center of the race track. I went from Tulsa, Ok. , Bentonville, AK and ended up in Springfield ,MO for 235 miles today.
Gas is 1.99 and I thought that was low until I saw it for 1.95 and then 1.92. Maybe it’s gone down in price in Calif.???
I stopped at Crystal Bridges for 3 hours on my journey. I love this this free museum that Alice Walden started with her Walmart money. However the Chihuly exhibit in the Gallery and in the Forest was $20. I got my ticket and headed to the Forest!
This is part of Crystal Bridges Art Museum
Chihuly in the Forest. These are the blown glass Belugas.
I liked some of his early work in the Gallery.
An installation by Sol LeWitt
My campsite at the KOA in Springfield, Missouri. I’m still outside on their wonderful WIFI typing my Blog. They also have a swimming pool I sampled. The birds are singing loudly. It’s very nice here. Later: The WiFi gave out on me this morning. NOW: I’m in Casey, Illinois at a nice KOA campground with WiFi, a swimming pool and laundry enjoying my evening.
Fun sketching all day. The Grand Canyon is a challenge to draw!
I wish we had this sign at The Overlook by the Ocean in Corona del Mar!
I arrived for my drawing class at the Grand Canyon once again drawn by the mysteries of the Canyon.
Looking at the Colorado River and wishing to be on one of the boats at Hermit Falls.
The instructor Allen Petersen doing a demonstration on drawing the canyon.
AT Last I have GOOD WIFI. I’m in Amarillo, Texas. Sitting under a tree, just went swimming in the pool and now I’m waiting for a shuttle to go to the Big Texan Steak Ranch. Life is good. Oh, I also have a glass of vino and a fan by my side. More to come!
Before I left on my trip I saw the beautiful glass sculptures at Sherman Library and Gardens. Be sure to see them this summer if you live near-by. I loved them!
Coming on June 17, 2017, Happy Anniversary 50 Wonderful Years! I love you Both and Wish you the Best!
Heading to Park City, I stop the first night at Snow Canyon State Park in St. George, Utah.
It is a beautiful spot! The next day I head up the 15 to Park City, Utah. At the rest stop I spot a Nut Mobile.
I check into my room at Westgate Resort. It’s amazing. I’m really having a good time exploring the environment and the weather while swimming in the indoor-outdoor pool and hot tub. It’s a great vacation spot. Monday I stay at the Resort and watch the snow falling. It’s light snow and I still can go swimming.
My daily routine for the rest of the week. Read and eat breakfast than be out at 9:30 a.m. I try to catch some early morning sun. The sun shinning on the Aspens makes the yellow color luminous. I drive to a spot to paint. I’ve decided the day before where I will go. Today I went to the parking lot where they had The Farmers Market. I paint at least 3 paintings. Below is a truck with pizza oven on the back at the Farmer’s Market.
The Mountains are beautiful with fall colors and snow.
Today it is Olympic Park. I arrived just in time for the tour. The guide looked like
Robert Redford at 45. He was a former Olympic member of the luge team and now is an announcer for the Olympics. He is already signed up for South Korea Olympics.
It was so interesting and scary. I don’t know how they can do it. The tour was in a bus to 3 different Olympic spots. Next I went to a nice lunch at Squatters Roadhouse. Home for my swim in the pool. I’m really relaxing.
I found a friend in downtown Park City.
Park City owns this barn. Some call the White Barn also known as McPolin Barn. I walked a trail past the barn. Paved trails run all over the city.
My wonderful Brother Bob passed away suddenly in August. I wanted to post a blog all about him but I wasn’t able to do it yet. He supported me in all my endeavors.