Monday, November 23, 2015

Living A Dream on The Outer Banks, North Carolina

I grew up in Charlotte NC and when I was a kid, I always wanted to visit the Outer Banks.  It was somehow a magical place where pirates and wild horses lived and you could catch a ride on a home made airplane.  Today is my last day of my visit here.  I have stayed in a beach house 30 feet from the the ocean.  Waking up with the sun rising out of the oceans has been amazing.  I have only found small portions of the Outer Banks that has lived in my mind all these years.  Development has ruined the place in many areas.  Portions of the rugged desolate barren out post that I had imagined remain.   Most of the place has houses from the Atlantic Ocean completely across to the Sound side of the Banks.  I suppose that more people like the place developed and I am in the minority thinking that houses packed in like sardines is a bad thing.  It is a story that I find repeated time after time as I travel around the country.  Its just the way things go.  I still have my imagination, and I can find that place I envisioned and visit it anytime that I need a little rejuvenation.

Friday, November 20, 2015

Currituck Beach Light Staton

I visited the Currituck Beach light house today.  It is located on the Outer Banks of North Carolina.  It took one million bricks to build this structure in 1875.  It has walls six feet thick at the base and three feet thick at the top. It is one hundred sixty two feet tall.  
There was a light keepers house built in the Victorian Style that has been restored.  

Monday, November 16, 2015

There's Something About Bridges

     I can't say what it is, but there is something about bridges.  I like bridges and I almost always take a picture of a bridge if I come across it on one of my adventures.  I have thought about it a little and I have come to believe that it has something to do with overcoming obstacles.
     I recently visited Lewisburg PA.  There was an antique mall there that I wanted to visit.  After walking around the mall, I left to return to my car.  I saw a small park just down the street.  In the center of the park was a stone with a plaque attached to it.  It was a memorial to the citizens of Lewisburg who answered the call to serve in World War One.  Next to the park was a rail road bridge across the West Branch of the Susquehanna River.
     The bridge was no longer in use.  The approach to the bridge was crumbling and there was a barrier across the entrance to prevent access.  The steel superstructure was rusted and the road bed was collapsing.  It was beautiful.  Standing on the bank, I could imagine the magnitude of the challenge spanning the river.  The piers stood proud in the water, supporting the weight of the crumbling bridge.  It was easy to see how magnificent this bridge once was.
     I sat on the bank of the river thinking about all the trains that have crossed the span and the years that it stood, carrying people and commerce on its decks.  I was viewing the bridge from a park built to remember the service men of World War One.  It has been almost one hundred years since World War One.  The war ended in November 1918.  There is no one alive today that fought in that war.  It is not easy to imagine what it was like for a farm boy from the middle of Pennsylvania.    He had never been more than twenty miles from his home and now he had to cross an ocean and fight a war.  I am here now and have the life I do because men from Lewisburg answered the call to serve.  They were a bridge to the future.

Wednesday, October 28, 2015

Black Bears in Pennsylvania

I am currently visiting the great State of Pennsylvania.  I have been to most all of the States.  Traveling down the highway it is a very common occurrence to encounter a dead animal on the side of the road.  Most of the time it is a small animal and it is hard to identify the kind of animal that has been killed.  The most easily recognized animal is a deer.  Based on my on experience, I would wager that the leading cause of death among deer in America is collision with an automobile.  Just the other day, I was heading up the highway towards the Grand Canyon of Pennsylvania.  (I didn't know PA had a Grand Canyon)   Off on the side of the road I saw a large black mass.  I slowed down and was surprised to see a bear lying on the side of the road.  I approached the bear with caution and discovered that it was dead.  This was a first for me.   I have never seen a dead bear on the side of the road.  It had been hit by a vehicle and it appeared to have been kill instantly.   I took a couple of pictures.  On the way back from the canyon there was another dead bear on the other side of the road.  Two dead bears on the side of the road in one day.  I did not take a picture of the second bear.

Wednesday, September 23, 2015

Lost Another Tire Driving Down The Highway

While driving down the highway I heard a puffing sound from behind my Bus.  I was doing 65 in the outside lane and immediately pull unto the shoulder.  When I got back to my tow vehicle, I found that I had blown a front tire.  The last time I did this I broke the axle and had to tow the vehicle to town.  This time I must have caught it in time.  I didn't break any of the internal parts and after putting on the spare, I was able to continue with my trip.  The tire was in good condition and I  have no idea why it decided it had gone far enough.

Monday, September 21, 2015

Maximizing Tire Mileage on My RV tires

I took the outer tire off the rear right and found that I had gotten the maximum tire mileage possible.  It was still holding air.

I could have gotten another cross country trip out of it, Don't you think?

Monday, September 7, 2015

Wonderland Trail, Acadia National Park, Mount Desert Island, Maine

     This  is a short video of the Wonderland Trail.   

The Wonderland Trail is a very family friendly hike.  After about ten yards of root cover ground, it evens out into a flat gravel path.  The trail is just past South West Harbor.   It is a short walk through the woods out to the end of the trail.  The point is a rocky protrusion into the Atlantic.   From the point you can see both Great and Little Gott Island, Black Island and Great Cranberry Island.  When the tide is out, there are tidal pool that you can explore.  On the hike we encounter parents pushing strollers along the trail.