Sunday, April 29, 2012

Letter 4 Southern California

Monday, April 16 we scouted all the open campgrounds in the immediate Bishop area as we wanted to stay a week. We visited a park below a dam for $10 a night, a BLM park called the Pit for $2, a forest camp for free but 10 miles out of town and 3,000 feet higher, a commercial park for $40 and the Paiute Indian Casino RV parking for $5. We selected the Casino as it was hidden behind homes and had all the facilities of all the others with the exception of the commercial park. But we were past check-out time where we were so we paid for another night at the pretty Brown’s Town.

Tuesday, April 17 we packed up and moved to the Casino then went to have our oil change. Fred told them about our low coolant light coming on as we came down the pass and they found a leak in the radiator. Except for the core, newer ones are made of plastic and can’t be repaired. The only option was a new one. OUCH! that cost an arm and leg! We made an appointment to have it replaced the next day. The snow
is melting on the mountains as we speak. I mean fast! It was time to buy some fresh fruits and veggies so we found two grocery stores. One a cousin of Safeway and another was a bulk store. We purchased four pounds of strawberries for $5. Strawberry shortcake for supper.

Wednesday, April 18 Olivia called the First United Methodist Church and talked to their secretary Angela, which brought us home as our Angie works for Ferris Heights UMC in Waxahachie. She told us there was Bible Study and Crafters groups at 9 am on Thursday. Fred played Texas Hold’em, but not very well he says.

Thursday, April 19 Olivia took her Bible and went to church. The Bible study didn’t make so she headed to the
crafters group and was delighted to meet such a nice group. Olivia was asked to put hair on
some ornament faces. She was glad she didn’t have that hair on her head! As we worked we exchanged ideas. They have a bazaar in November and raise about $4,000. They loved our casserole idea to add to their bazaar. Another lady gave her a potholder and another a packet of note pads they say they sell over 100 packages. While helping bring some new donations into the craft room, Olivia saw the UMC logo on her car. They promised to find the information and send to Olivia. The lady said you had to be a really good driver to have one on your car. Then she took it off and
gave it to Olivia. Now we have to be excellent drivers. It does show we are proud to be United Methodists.

After noon we arrived at the Perry Motors to receive our new radiator with all the bells and whistles. Fred inspected
the new product and he approved. While the replacement was made Olivia walked up to the bank, shopping on both sides of the street.

Friday April 20 we cleaned house, washed, then treated ourselves to a circle ride north seeing another angle to
White Mountain. We found it is the tallest mountain in Nevada.

The town has a flood irrigation plan for those who need to water pastures and animals. The Paiutes have that plan for their PowWow property. They turned on the tap and flooded it next to us. We did get a little water around the trailer. The result was the water also had frogs. So we were serenaded by frogs each night. We learned more about their area and the water supply.

Last year we talked about Los Angles’ need for water had reached over 300 miles away, far up the Owens Valley into Mono County. Bishop is in Inyo County. The county to the north is Mono. Before WW II, The population of the LA area was less then 500,000, but they were growing fast and saw a great need for more water if LA was to continue its growth. Metro LA Water Board (MLAWB) hired men such as Mulholland to develop water supplies. The same Mulholland as Mulholland Drive in the old Perry Mason TV shows. In 1936 the MLAWB began to buy all the ranches in the Owens Valley so they could control the land. In most cases they lease the land back to the rancher for one dollar per year. Most all the ranchers sold. Today expensive houses cover the ranchland that the MLAWB couldn’t buy. This lease-back policy is still in place, most of the valley ranching is on leased land. The MLAWB doesn't sell land. Later the Federal government bought much of land in the mountains. As a result of these actions, only 2% of the land in Mono and Inyo counties is privately owned. Scarce lots in the Mammoth area sell for over 1 million dollars. Bishop has population of about 4,000 with no room to grow, even though vacant land rings the town.

Saturday, April 21 we appeared at the First United Methodist Church with our volunteer shoes on to help set up for their first ever benefit auction. We arrived early and were met by the couple in charge. When we said we were from Waxahachie, TX. Bob told us Marcia’s best friend had moved there to have a Victorian home. Olivia recognized Mary Nakawatase’s name as a member of United Methodist Women in our church. It was instant friendship with Bob & Marcia. The Weilands and the Nakawatases both spent their working careers in San Diego.

On their circular tables were
pastel tablecloths, with a colorful napkin and small potted petunias. Very effective and colorful. We helped arrange all the donations on tables around the room.

We arrived back at 6 pm to see the room
filling with members of the community. They raised over $12,000. Not bad for a first time event. All of these proceeds go to the churches missions in Bishop including a soup kitchen provided in their kitchen three days a week. Two other churches, the volunteer fire dept. and others help with this kitchen. They also offer a shower ministry to those needing a place to have a good hot shower. We are sure during the summer they have lots of takers from nearby campers. Other missions are Friendship Center, Project for Independent Living, and Spirit of Recovery.

Sunday, April 22 we attended
church in their
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beautiful stained glass windows, tin walls and ceiling.

After their service we joined all in their fellowship hall for cookies and coffee. Bob & Marcia invited us out to their home for supper. Bob is semiretired. He still spends time with his landscape architectural firm and Marcia runs the office. We knew they lived up in the mountains, but WOW, WOW, WOW! This picture doesn’t give the height, width and depth of this view. The mountain above them is Mt Morgan at 13,000’. Behind these mountains to the west is Kings Canyon National Park. Their home is lovely and the dinner was delicious. Bob explained to us the biggest ski slopes in California are the Mammoth Lakes area. The slopes can accommodate 75,000 skiers. Most of the roads are closed over the Sierra Nevada Mountains so the population centers around Sacramento and San Francisco can’t get there. So where do the skiers come from? Southern California! He says is very common for San Diego families to pack-up Thursday night and leave Friday after work on the 300 mile drive along US 395 to Mammoth. Marcia & Bob enjoy seeing the highway from their deck and watching the golden stream of headlights heading north. Then the reverse late Sunday night. He did that for years, now he has moved much closer. Bob still skies several time a week. Before the sun went down it showed a
bear cloud as it roamed over the other mountains south of Bishop. What a wonderful Sunday.

Monday, April 23 after a week in Bishop we departed to head north on Hwy 395 and over Deadman, Conway, and Devils Gate summits before turning west on Hwy 88/89 to cross Monitor Pass. The passes on 395 were scenic without being scary on the four lane divided highway. As we climbed Monitor we saw some of the
desert peach bushes growing. We understand they actually bear little fruit among the thorns. This pass was steep and crooked. We climbed the Sierra mountain to look back over Nevada. That’s a road
in the center. Fred was not happy about the edges at this altitude. After we crossed this pass we saw the closed signs for Highway 4, with the warnings of 24% grade. We have NEVER seen a grade anywhere near that steep on a public roadway! No, we would not have attempted that road with the trailer. Maybe not even in the Suburban. It closes in the winter and is still closed because of snow.

Thankfully we found pretty Turtle Rock county park with tall Ponderosa Pines about 2:30. We were the only campers. We asked about our remaining mountain road and were told it is ok. We were in bed by 7 and asleep shortly after.

Tuesday, April 24 was a big day. Two more passes to start us off. Thank goodness we had a good peaceful night sleep. Sure enough in the morning there had been no more campers. We were on the road early for us at 9 am. Shortly after 88 and 89 merged we gained elevation. Then on 88 we gained more elevation. Suddenly we were in snow and
Silver Lake was frozen. Not far from there we were in an avalanche warning area (Do not stop, no pedestrians or bikers). This was where Fred wanted to
turn around except there were no u-turns allowed either. The west side of the top of Kit Carson pass was a gentle slope. We seemed to take one ridge then another, each on a little lower. We really enjoyed the view of an
unknown lake from a rest stop. This was really a beautiful drive until we reached Highway 49 where we turned south for a few miles to see Sutter’s Creek. It was at the bottom of this
hill and no sign of the mill or any historical marker. This town was not meant for trailers and we high tailed it out, going south on 49. Then we remembered why we didn’t care for Highway 49. Two lanes and lots of curves with unending traffic. Everyone but us was in a hurry to get somewhere. The hills were covered withF9PlBgkQQ0/s1600/4-20%2BFlowers%2Bon%2Bhill.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em">
yellow flowers and we also saw white & pink dogwood, red buds, iris, cosmos, After setting up at the fairgrounds in Angels Camp we drove out to the Ironwood Winery near Murphy. This is a repeat from 4 years ago and the
flowers were again beautiful as we entered the tasting room. This time we were early enough to be able to taste the wines and we came away with a few bottles to take home. They also have a museum on the grounds and we just had to go try our luck at taking their
huge gold nugget home with us. Unfortunately, they have it behind glass. This nugget contains 44 pounds of gold. That’s over 700 ounces. Okay if you watch any of the gold mining TV shows, you know gold has been selling for over $1,600/ounce. Do the math!

Back in Angels Camp we had fun with the
giant frogs in front of a
real estate office. We noticed they were on platforms with rollers. Guess they roll them around town for the annual Calaveras County frog jumping contest.

Wednesday, April 24 We didn’t have far to go to reach a Corps of Engineer Park just off Hwy 49 on Lake Mcclure so we took our time getting off. Highway 49 is a twisting, turning, up and down road as we already knew, so we were taking our time and enjoying the scenery. We drove through the picturesque towns of Sonora, Jamestown, Chinese Camp to a fork in the road. Hwy 120 headed east to Yosemite and we continued on south on 49. The road narrowed then it started up! Up! UP! At the first large spot off the pavement, we turned around and went back down, down, down!
At the bottom we rethought our route and decided to get out of those mountains. We ended up at a
county park near Oakdale.

Thursday, April 25 we puttered around, then went into town to run a few errands and visited the ELKS lodge in Modesto. This is the group we met our first trip out and had so much fun with. Sure enough the secretary was one of that group and all the others were back in that same campground for this weekend. Had we known that we might have gone there too. Again we enjoyed her company.

On the way back to the trailer we stopped to get a good look at an
almond tree. Look close at all the almonds on this loaded tree.

We are already seeing blooming California: wisteria, jasmine, dogwood, iris, red buds, vinyards, red tip photenia, roses and yes bluebonnets! Also, orchards, peaches, walnuts, almonds, strawberries, chicken & turkeys.

There are many small dairies and since we are so close to San Andraes we can appreciate the commercial a few years ago of the cows feeling an earthquake and saying “Ah, foot massage!”

Friday, April 28, this a day for Olivia. What a long, wonderful, tiring, glorious, exhausting, beautiful, winding, exciting day to Yosemite. We left the trailer about 9 am heading east. We drove back to Hwy 49 and found the campground we had been heading to on Wednesday. Its at the

bottom of this road to the right of the lake! Had we continued our original route from three days ago, we would have driven down the other side of the mountain to the lake then back up this side to leave. Wow! Glad we turned around!

When we visited Yosemite four years ago, we entered from the south and out to the north. There is another road from the west. We had been told rigs over 45’ couldn’t make the turns. There had been a landslide and new temporary bridges which precluded big rigs. Olivia wanted to see this road. We found it was by far the prettiest and least scary of the three. It followed the river all the way into the Yosemite Valley about 20’ above the river. It was so pretty we forgot to take pictures. At a rest stop near the entrance to the park we discovered a
nest of tiny butterflies. Their color is brighter when opened. Not far from the official entrance, the
rocks greeted us. Yosemite is full of huge granite mountains as we soon saw. At one stop near El Capitan we saw an
artist painting plein aire. Olivia enjoyed visiting with her. We did not go into the “Valley” as we had seen it’s beauty four years ago.

On the way out to the north we were able to stop and reflect on the grand
“Valley.” A little higher up we could see
Half Dome further into the “Valley.”

We were on our way to see Hetch Hetchy canyon on the north side of Yosemite park. In a small paper back book called Yosemite, we read about the native Americans retreating to this valley when the European Americans took over Yosemite Valley. Coming around a bend we saw the
valley of current times after
San Francisco built this dam for their water supply and hydro power. It was 60 miles back to the trailer and we were exhausted. All the way back we were met by a chain of cars heading to Yosemite for the weekend. We decided to treat ourselves to Mexican food in Oakdale before getting to bed by 7 pm. Exhausted!

Saturday, April 28 a neighbor told us about an Asparagus Festival in Stockton so after a very lazy morning we decided to see what it was all about. The large area was full of booths and people. The weather was great, we found an “aspararita” and finally found the
deep fried asparagus tent. It was huge with many
volunteers manning tables to dip and flour each asparagus stalk, then fry them in big kettles. After
digesting those goodies we headed for more tents. The
asparagus ice cream was a
big hit also. Near the exit we saw one of many
asparagus displays near a small lake and auditorium.

Olivia just had to detour through the arts and crafts vendors where she saw many
pretty wind chimes.

We had been told about Oakdale and their history of Hershey. It seems Milton Hershey once lived here and tried to get his chocolate product going. Failing to succeed here he moved on to Pennsylvania. But he did leave his mark as their city hall is in a
Hershey building.
a Hershey building.

Sunday, April 29 we attended the
Community United Methodist Church in Oakdale. They had built a new building when they outgrew their old one. They brought their beautiful stain glass with them. Their pastor announced at the end of the service that he would be moving to consolidate three churches into one. This congregation was very shocked and were sorry to see him go. We wished him best wishes with his challenge. He doesn’t think they will keep any of the three church buildings. Meeting where ever there is a space. California is too big for a single blog so we will cut it in half and start over next week. As usual we love hearing from you so email us at olivia@bobheck.com or fredharrington@yahoo.com

Tuesday, April 17, 2012

Letter 3 Nevada

Monday, April 9 we departed Charlene’s and drove all the way into Las Vegas and found our favorite downtown RV park, where we have full hookups for $15. It is a short, five minute walk to downtown and Fred’s poker tournaments.
We walked over to check out the tournament times and enjoyed seeing thezip lines under the domed cover of Fremont street and the
Heart Attack grill where French fries are fried in pure lard, the waitresses wear nursing uniforms and the customers wear hospital gowns.
Tuesday, April 10 Fred took off to play poker and JoAnn Wilmoth Clark of Olivia’s WHS class picked up Olivia and took her to the Bellagio to see the sights. We first saw the beautiful ceiling garden of blown glass flowers at least three feet in diameter.
We wandered through the gardens looking at all thepretty flowers on the ground andin the air and even formed into apicture. The flowerbees made Olivia think of our good friends, the Stroopes of Waxahachie.
They have been in the bee business for generations.

After watching a brief display of the fountains in front of the hotel we walked back to the cafĂ© near the gardens for a treat. We decided we would split a banana split, but the waiter didn’t hear us say, “Split” and “Share” and brought us two. Too bad for ourdiets as we managed to talk our way through them both. After all we couldn’t take them home.

Around the corner we moaned as we saw theceiling to floor, triple chocolate fountain, next to another sweet shop.

Wednesday April 11 we drove north to the Indian Reservation that has had an abundance of Fred’s cigarettes in the past. Unfortunately in all those packages, there were only four cartons of his brand. He was told there would be a truck Friday, but we will be long gone by then.

We did stay to share anIndian taco on fry bread.

Back in town Olivia dropped Fred off at Binions Casino and she checked out another RV park nearby. It looks like a better one and closer to downtown, but it is almost under the big interstate exchange. Maybe too noisy.

the day before Fred won the morning Holdem tournament, but finished in the middle of the afternoon tournament. Today’s tournament took a long time to complete. Most everyone held onto their money. There were good players here. After the player who finished eighth left the table, the dealer said he was a professional. After nearly seven hours, Fred was eliminated - finishing fifth of 27 players. Not bad, he says he could have done better. All things considered, he was $90 ahead for the two days. He enjoys playing and trys to win.

This day the tournament went on from 2-9 pm. By 7 pm Olivia was beginning to worry about Fred. He had not called or showed up. At 8pm she called the hotel and asked for the poker room. They reported the tournament was still in progress. Meanwhile Fred was calling at the breaks to let Olivia know he was still playing, but got no answer.
Olivia was very glad to see Fred coming across the parking lot. That’s when Fred discovered he was calling the landline in Waxahachie! Poor eyesight strikes again. Duh!

Thursday, April 12 Fred was through gambling, it was a beautiful day and we packed up and headed Northwest. We had not considered the weather. We had nice weather all along and were not concerned. At Beatty we realized it was another 150 miles to our destination and we were pooped out. This little town had four RV parks so we chose one to crash in. As we signed in we asked about the road we had planned to take. We were told to check the internet for there was a storm heading our way.

The sun was out and we took advantage of it to explore the open air art museum in the ghost town of Rhyolite. We started with the“Last Supper,” then the“Pink Lady” made of cinder blocks. Fred liked the extra largemosaic sofa and we thought of Betty Howard and Annette Tunnell and wondered if they would like to tackle this big a job.
As we turned around we saw thissteel “miner with a penguin” and the a“ghostly bike rider.”

Friday, April 13 was spent piddling. During a trip into town we followed a sign for the largest candy store in Nevada. The store was large, with a good supply of expensive candies. Fred did check outall of the assortment. The weather was cold and spitting rain. Our guess was an inch of rain overnight.

Saturday, April 14, We woke up to a text message that we had far exceeded our data while roaming. In fact, everything on the iPhones had gone over. We had been learning how to use the things, but now we needed to quit using them unless we find ourselves in AT&T service or our month was up. Since we were not in AT&T area we couldn’t use our free weekend or roll over minutes.
Fortunately we only had two more days, but we were 100 mg over our roaming data.

We decided to go to lunch with our neighbors for clam chowder and pulled pork sandwich at KC restaurant. Some combination huh! This little restaurant makes all their food from scratch. Delish!
The sun had tried to come out, but the wind was still blowing a gale. We hoped to move on the next day.

Sunday, April 15 whoo hoo! We did our taxes before we left home! Hope all of you have finished your IRS obligation.

And we woke to a glorious sunny day with some wind, but not what we had been having. We packed up and headed north to cross the mountains into the valley of CA highway 365. While on 95 we crossed over Stonewall pass El 4686. It was a breeze.
When we turned off of 95 it wasn’t long until we sawWhite Mountain, elevation over 14,246. It made us think of Denali in Alaska.

We crossed Lida Summit Pass 7420 which had a good bit ofsnow, that had been plowed, before crossing into California.

Gilbert summit at 6374 had several wiggles and dips along with some snow on the mountains. As we started down the road narrowed and we saw a sign to “yield to oncoming traffic!” Fortunately we didn’t meet anyone.

The final pass was Fred’s waterloo. Westgard pass at 7313 wasn’t bad going up, but the 8 miles down the west side was hard driving. Olivia counted107 curves, some big some little. She didn’t count the dips in between the curves. The steering wheel was in constant motion from left to right.The downhill stretch into Big Pine showed the east side of the mountains of Kings Canyon and Sequoia National Parks in all their glory.
At this point the low coolant light came on and Fred started getting really antsy. The engine temperature was holding fine. It is hard on the rig to do all that climbing and going down, even without all the curves.
Olivia thinks Fred will ever do that road again.

Turning north to Bishop we found our next home at
Brown’s Town Camp CG in the south edge of town. It was in our research as a county park, but has been taken over by private company. Much to our dismay the price was almost to our limit. A golf course was between us and the mountains. We parked at the back end so no one would block our views. Olivia can look out both directions and see mountains.

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