My mother-in-law gave me a model of a sloop a number of years ago. Printed on the sail was “You cannot control the wind, but you can trim the sails.”. It is a great present and a constant reminder to do your best and to adjust your life to events that are out of your control. There have been a great number of things that have been out of my control over the last several years, and I have done my best to trim my sails. Unfortunately, I recently lost my rudder. Continue reading
This was started at Assateague Island National Seashore in the Spring of 2018. Unfortunately, life got in the way, and I neither finished nor posted it. It needed a little in the middle, so I finished it today, March 6, 2018. Hope you enjoy.
I have a number of places on my Bucket list and the list got one place shorter. I’m at Assateague Island National Seashore. I’ve always heard about the place talked about in mystic manner. The ponies, the ocean, the mosquitoes, so I’m here with my daughter Kitt, and her friend Nina. I drove down ahead of time, and they met me. I registered ahead and as the weather was pretty dismal and most everything was flooded, I asked Mike, the Ranger, if there had been any cancellations. There had, he gave me a list and I looked around. One of them was an ocean near site. Assateague is famous for the mosquitoes, so I opted for the ocean side site. Dumb luck, but an excellent choice none the less. I’ve been to parks that weren’t as large as the site. Continue reading
I grew up before there were satellites, astronauts, and intercontinental communications. What we knew about the stars and planets was from looking through optics. Radio telescopes weren’t invented. The Big Bang was still a theory, and no one had listened to the hiss of the cosmos echoing its birth. Continue reading
I was excited to leave for our first real extended trip in the RV. I’d moved the RV from storage on Friday, and added the items I’d been thinking about since the last trip. A device to let me know how many MPG, how much fuel left, temperature of the engine wasn’t ordered in time, so it’s do without.
Stopped by and visited briefly with family before leaving, and it was off. The traffic was fine, and it wasn’t until we got well into Pennsylvania that the traffic on Route 78 became nasty. The only change since we were out last was the RV downloaded more frequently as we were loaded as we haven’t been before. Some time around Camp Forty Fort we could see rain clouds. Shortly thereafter we ran into rain and it really started to blow. I was really glad that I changed out the shocks. The RV drove like a dream. Continue reading