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Feb 13 2009

Not a quiet week at home

It has been a quiet week in my hometown by Lake Champlain, in Vermont.   It’s February and everything is frozen.

But we’re not there.   We’re in Tucson, which is currently the center of the universe because the world-famous gem show is going on. It has been completely dominating the west side of town for two weeks.   There are something like fifty separate venues open, each with amazing collections of gems, jewelry, rocks, fossils, meteorites, beads, petrifications, crafts, tools, crystals, and gazillions of other things.

jim-meteorite.jpgThe gem show is probably considered to be a nuisance by some locals, but we like it.   We’ve been going for three years now, ever since we first accidentally discovered it on a pass through Tucson when we were full-timing.   Emma picks up tiny samples of discarded stones from the ground, and occasionally buys an inexpensive fossil or a particularly intriguing rock.   Eleanor buys beads to support her constantly-growing beading habit.   I just browse.   My major purchase is usually kettle corn.

The gem show has brought friends to town as well.   All this week we have had a courtesy parker, our friend Jim B “The Airstreaming Meteorite Dealer.”   His 25-foot vintage Airstream is in the carport.   He spends the days manning his booth at Tucson Electric Park, buying and selling.

Jim’s big sale this week was this 27-lb meteorite.   It’s a Campo del Cielo from Argentina.   It’s worth about a thousand bucks at gem show prices (a lot less than it probably would fetch at typical retail).

Our big purchase at the gem show this year was a fossil conglomeration that we’re going to hang on the dining room wall.   All I need are some hooks that can handle a 2″ thick, 30-lb slab of rock.

Right before Jim we had a visit from my old friend Andy, who occupied our Airstream for several days.   (It works great as a guest house.)   Andy was our “sunshine kid.”   He lives up in the frozen north, so we invited him down to defrost for a few days, and recall what the sun looks like.   So it has felt a little like a hotel here, in a good way.

Andy took the photo at right on the day he flew here.   Even though we’ve been grumbling about the “cold” Tucson weather lately (30s at night, 60s by day), I need only glance at this photo to remember what February is really like. When they’ve got to spray the jet with glycol before takeoff, you know it’s time to plan that southbound trip.

Another set of friends has dropped in as well. Roger and Roxy got zapped by the recent cold spell in the southwest.   They were on a two-week Airstream trip to northern Arizona, but it was literally freezing up there thanks to high elevation.   So they headed to the safety of Phoenix and then called us.   (We met them when we courtesy parked at their house in November 2007, but haven’t seen them since.)   We directed them to Tucson’s Gilbert Ray campground on the southwest side of town, and then over here to have dinner with us.   We took them out to Tucson’s funky art cinema, The Loft, to watch the Academy Award-Nominated Animated Short Films.   In other words, we took them out to watch cartoons.   Do we know how to show people a good time, or what?

The parade of guests will stop when Jim leaves, at least for a short while.   I am heading to Florida next week to attend the Florida State Rally in Sarasota. Among other things, I will be speaking on the subject of “So, you want to be a travel blogger?”   I’ve also got a big shipment heading down to Sarasota, comprised of various items from our online store which I am going to blow out cheap at the flea market.   I’ve got books, shirts, tumblers, slippers, keychains, and back issues of Airstream Life.   My friend Wendimere is also coming to speak, but her topic is much more interesting.   I think she’s giving a talk about good health and good sex in the Airstream.   I can’t wait to hear that one … delivered to a group of 70-somethings in Florida.

vtj-2009-logo-small.jpgI saved the best news for last.   We’ve going to run the Vintage Trailer Jam again this summer.   Last year it was a big success, and people have been badgering us to do it again.   So the three partners who put it on last year (Vintage Trailer Supply, GSM Vehicles, and Airstream Life magazine) are going to do it again, August 13-17, 2009.

If you’re not familiar, it’s basically a combination of a rally and seminars and party that we hold in Saratoga Spa State Park, NY.   It’s a lot of work but a lot of fun, and I’m glad we managed to get everyone to agree to do it again.   We started accepting registrations on Tuesday and already 14 campsites are sold (out of about 100 we can accept).   Given that there are six months to go before the event, I think that’s a solid indication it will sell out, so I’m pretty excited.   It’s fun to put on a party for 200-300 people.

Well, maybe I didn’t save the best news for last.   I forgot to mention that we mailed the Spring 2009 issue of Airstream Life magazine about 10 days ago.   People should start receiving it very soon.   It’s a pretty good one, if I say so myself.   This issue marks the first time I’ve ever printed a photo of my own on the cover, too.   See, even as Publisher I don’t get preferential treatment.   I should try bribing the Editor.

Written by RichLuhr · Categorized: Home life

Feb 10 2009

A healthy debate

Each quarter I receive half a dozen or more proposals from writers for feature articles they’d like to write for Airstream Life magazine.   Usually, these proposals sit in my email Inbox for several weeks, while I do other things.   As I’m conducting the day-to-day business of the magazine, there’s a little part of my brain that is considering the possible use of the article proposals:   Do they fit in the magazine?   How could they be better, or more complete? Can it be part of a theme?

After a few weeks, clarity usually arrives and I write back to the author to tell them whether the article is something we can use.   Many apply; few are chosen.   Mostly this is because I get repeats of the same article suggestions perennially (“my first Airstream experience,”   “my Airstream of Consciousness,” “safety tips,” etc.)   Those are easy to weed out, as are the occasional screwball suggestions.   Those that make the cut will get a detailed and lengthy email from me, outlining specifically what I want, what the article needs to include, style & research tips, a word count guideline, and comments on photography.

But there are a few that really stump me, and I’ve got one such proposal on my desk right now.   The author is someone known to me, a proven writer, and that makes it harder for me to reject his proposal without careful consideration.   He wants to write about medical issues.   Normally I’d toss such a suggestion out with hardly a second thought — Airstream Life is not about such things.   But in this case the author makes an impassioned case for   the need to address the topic of medical care and how an Airstream can be an essential tool when you find yourself supporting a loved one (or yourself) who is spending a lot of time in the hospital.

This recently happened to some friends of mine, an Airstream couple who suddenly discovered that one of them needed some fairly serious surgery. This meant two weeks of diagnostic procedures, consults, and pre-operative examinations — and then the surgery itself, followed by another four days in the hospital.   Where’s a spouse to stay when you need to do all of this at a specialty care center far from home?   The Airstream, parked nearby, provides an ideal solution.

My good friend Bert Gildart also wrote in his blog a couple of years ago about how he parked his Airstream right in the heart of Washington DC at a care facility, to stay near his father when he was dying.   Other friends have used their Airstreams to visit the Mayo Clinic.   It’s done all the time.   What a comfort it must   be to have “home” and family right there outside the doors of the monolithic concrete building where you’re being poked and prodded.

Health is a big topic in my mind right now.   We are all generally fine, but nonetheless we have relocated to Tucson and that means we have all new doctors.   Being new patients, we’ve been subjected to a raft of examinations and tests, and between the three of us, we’ve managed to flunk a few.   My cholesterol is “slightly” elevated.   There’s a slight lump here, an odd mole there, a bit of anemia, etc.   Nobody’s perfect, and of course every little thing needs to be checked out.

Well, don’t worry about us.   We’re fine.   I mention this because it has opened my eyes to yet another element in our nation’s healthcare insurance crisis. Like a lot of small businesses, we’ve been forced by the high cost of health insurance to switch to a high-deductible health plan combined with a Health Spending Account.   In short, we now have a deductible of $3,850 per year, and we have to pay 100% of all our health care costs until we reach that deductible.   The Health Spending Account, financed by company contributions and tax-sheltered, pays the deductible.   This is cheaper overall than the type of coverage we used to have, which paid “first dollar” coverage on nearly every medical expense but cost a lot more each month in premiums.   If you don’t have this sort of plan, pay attention, because you probably will soon.

Having to pay for every doctor visit and prescription means you start to notice what healthcare costs.   That’s a good thing, if you don’t have a heart attack when you see the bill.   Several of our office visits were quoted as costing between $190 and $285.   We braced ourselves, then were pleasantly surprised to find that after the insurance company received the bills, they “repriced” the fees to much lower levels.   The $190 visit became just $70 after the insurance company waved its magic wand.   The $285 visit dropped to $120.   On average, we paid only about 1/3 of what the original bills stated.

This happens because the insurance companies all negotiate preferential rates with the doctors and hospitals.   Anyone covered by their insurance gets the cheaper rates.   Thus, we are discovering that the real value of having health insurance in the short term is not the elimination of financial risk, but the enormous discounts that come with it.   If we’d gone “bare” we’d be facing huge medical bills — and we’re healthy.   No wonder millions of Americans are forced into bankruptcy by their medical expenses.   If you don’t have insurance, you’re going to pay two or three times more than you really should for medical services.

So here I am, a relatively healthy guy with a relatively healthy family.   We try to take care of ourselves in our diet and our activities.   And yet, I am thinking a lot about healthcare these days.   It’s a sign of the times, I think, more than it is a sign that I’m in my mid-forties.   And I wonder: Is this indeed something Airstream Life needs to discuss?

This is why I hesitate to reject the article proposal.   It still sits in my Inbox, awaiting an answer.   The little part of my brain that considers proposals is still spinning, thinking, working on the problem of how to make this kernel of an idea into something that we can publish in the context of Airstream Life.   It feels like a social obligation — to somehow address this critical issue.

You probably never realized that this kind of thought goes into a quarterly travel magazine.   But this is what good editors really do.   It’s not about punctuation and grammar — it’s about feeling what the audience needs and what they are ready for.   Editors are like chefs, mixing up ideas to get just the right result.   Sure, it’s nice to keep your sleeves clean, but in the end you get judged on the flavors of the finished product.

In this case, I’m leaning toward shelving the proposal until we can find an opportunity to work it in logically, perhaps year or two down the road when another topic comes up that would be a good companion. But the internal debate isn’t over yet.   I’ll keep considering a while longer.

Written by RichLuhr · Categorized: Current Events

Feb 04 2009

Oh, merry hackers!

Most hackers are stupid.   (I’ll probably be hacked for writing that.)   They like to demonstrate how clever they are by stealing passwords from the gullible, breaking websites with out-of-date software, and putting up truly idiotic messages on the web.   This is like proving your cleverness by grabbing the purses of little old ladies, stealing 1973 Volkswagens, and spray-painting your name on people’s houses.   Stupid.

And like a mindless virus, they are persistent.   Whenever one matures enough to realize that messing up websites isn’t really a meaningful way to spend one’s life, another crop of teenage boys figure out how to visit hacker discussion groups, and the process continues.

Even though it’s not my job, I often find myself helping out folks who have been hacked and are trying to pick up the pieces.   Today’s minor episode started with an email I received:

Dear Customer,

This is a notice that an invoice has been generated on 02/03/2009.

Your payment method is: 2CheckOut

Invoice #763
Amount Due: $19.94 USD
Due Date: 01/15/2009

Invoice Items

Personal – appact11.com (02/02/2009 – 02/14/2009) $4.99 USD
Domain Registration – appact11.com – 1 Year/s $14.95 USD
——————————————————
Sub Total: $19.94 USD
Credit: $0.00 USD
Total: $19.94 USD
——————————————————

You can login to your client area to view and pay the invoice at http://www.webhosting.com/billing/viewinvoice.php?id=763

Hosting Team

This is a “phishing” attempt.   The email is bogus, invented simply to get people to click on the link and then enter their login information.   I knew it was bogus by several indications:

  1. I never registered any such website (“appact11.com”).   The hackers know I know this, but they hope that I will click on the link anyway to “clear up the misunderstanding.”
  2. The email didn’t come from any company that I recognize, and is deliberately vague (“Hosting Team,” “Dear Customer”).
  3. Despite how it appears, the link for the invoice actually went to an entirely different website.   I could tell this without clicking on the link simply by pointing my mouse at it but not clicking.

The link was actually to a website of an innocent fellow in Canada who does weddings, but the hackers obscured that by creating a secret web address on his site which looked like a standard login page.   If you fell for this one, you’d probably enter your web host login and you’d get an error message that said you did it wrong.   Since this is a fake, no combination of username/password would ever work.   Eventually you might get tired of it, or realize your mistake, but by then it would be too late.   The hackers would take the usernames and passwords you so generously entered and use them to hack your website, too.

The first guy who thought up this approach was clever, but the millions of followers who are doing it today are just copycats. It takes no special skills.

Being a good netizen, I wrote to the legitimate owner of the website and told him:

Sorry to be the bearer of bad news, but it appears that your website at www.namewithheld.com has been hacked.   I received this email today (along with thousands of other people probably):     …

… and then explained to him what “phishing” was, and told him what to do:

You need to have this cleaned off your site, then change all passwords related to your site.   If you don’t know how, you should get someone experienced to help you.

I was a little trepidatious about reaching out in this way.   A lot of people would assume I was the hacker.   Others might respond with requests that I fix the problem, thinking that I was a higher level of good Samaritan than I am. I could get an angry email, or get sucked into a long series of explanatory emails.   I wanted to help, but I didn’t have tons of time to spend on this.

Fortunately, this contact worked out well.   Within a couple of hours, he wrote back:

I have contacted my web host and indeed my site was hacked.   They have removed the contaminated files.   I have reported the matter to Toronto Police Services and have also contacted the Ontario   Provincial Police.

They informed that this type of activity is very common.   As it originates off shore there is little they can do about it.   I am personally quite upset and feel somewhat victimized.   I am very embarrassed that my site and reputation have been brought into disfavour.   I am not sure what else I can do or say.

Thank you for being so watchful.   I do appreciate it.

Why am I writing about this?   Because hacks happen.   Phishing attempts succeed.   I hate to see it happen to innocent people and friends of mine.   Anyone who uses the Internet needs to be at least a little educated about the hazards of it.   A little mis-step in cyberspace can translate to an empty bank account in the real world.   Take care, folks. It’s happening every hour of every day.

Written by RichLuhr · Categorized: Current Events

Jan 29 2009

Last stop in Tempe

Our visit to Quartzsite was something of a bust.  With Eleanor sick most of the time, we didn’t get out much, and on the last couple of days when she started to feel better, the temperature plummeted.  With the ever-present breeze, a sunny day in the 50s felt pretty cold.  Being weak from not eating for a few days, Eleanor was not equipped to go hiking in the Kofa Mountains in cold weather.

For my part, having been fairly sedentary for the same amount of time, I wasn’t prepared to sit around a few more days just socializing (which is the major activity in Quartzsite, after browsing the flea markets).  Weighing our options, we decided to move onward to our final stop in Tempe, and perhaps return to Quartzsite another time.

Our stop in Tempe is strictly practical.   We are planning some overnight backpacking trips this year and our equipment needs updating.   Most of it comes from 1992, when Eleanor and started doing a lot of tent camping.   Since this was in the era B.K. (Before Kid) we didn’t have anything for an eight-year-old sidekick, and some of our other items were worn out or had gone missing.   Fortunately, Tempe has a good REI store.  In fact, Tempe seems to have one of everything, retail-wise.

We’ve become bottom-feeders in the retail world, so our reason for hitting REI this week was to see what was left from their January clearance sale.   We scored three very lightweight and packable sleeping bags, some boots for me, and a hydration pack for Eleanor.   The sleeping bags are rated for 30-35 degrees F, which should be ideal for warm-weather camping.

To be sure, we slept in them last night and set the furnace to 50 degrees in the Airstream.   Temperatures went down to the upper 30s outside, so we were at 50 degrees much of the night.   I was comfortable, Eleanor needed socks, and Emma was too warm at first.   I found her under her regular bedcovers in the early morning, but she gamely climbed back into the sleeping bag and decided it was just right for 50 degrees.

We still need a few other things, like boots for Eleanor, and backpacks for Eleanor and Emma, so we’ll finish the shopping at one of Tucson’s local outdoor stores, like Summit Hut.

There are other attractions to urban camping in Tempe.   We have a friend who lives in his Airstream here, one who we like to visit and who also often has useful business advice.   Additionally, there are an enormous number of middle eastern restaurants here.   Periodically I need infusions of rogan josh, hummus, and stuffed grape leaves (for health reasons, of course).   Poor Eleanor wasn’t up to such foods yet, so she missed out.

Tempe has a new light rail line that passes directly in front of this campground and it is very cool.   The sage and pewter-colored trains whisk by quietly every few minutes, heading into downtown Phoenix.   They are modern and sleek, traveling on all-new track laid down the center of Apache Blvd.   I’m told you can ride all day for $2.50.   If we had more time, I would definitely take a ride to Phoenix.

But alas, time has run out on us.   As when we were living in the Airstream, there is never enough time to do everything we want.   Emma has doctor’s appointments and karate classes, I’ve got business travel, and we still have a few renovation details in the house   that never got quite finalized.   A friend is coming for a visit in early February, the giant Tucson gem show will be happening, and then there’s the Florida State Rally, which I plan to fly to.   All of that has trumped the Airstream for a while, but we’ll be back to traveling in it as soon as possible.

Written by RichLuhr · Categorized: Airstream

Jan 26 2009

In the Q

A couple of days of walking the Strip isn’t the same as hiking the trails of Death Valley, but it amounted to decent exercise anyway. It was about two miles from our campsites at the KOA Las Vegas to the Bellagio, and I made that roundtrip trip three times on foot. With all the detours that one has to make (via overpasses and storefronts), the trip seems more like ten miles.

The Las Vegas visit was really entirely business.   I didn’t get a chance to play poker with Brian and Leigh, and none of us spent a dime in the casinos. Airstream’s president was in town for KOA’s introduction of rental Airstreams, as well as numerous people from the KOA management team and Airstream’s PR agency.   Brett and I met with everyone, took hundreds of photos, and did all those things you do to solidify relationships between business partners.   Having accomplished all that, I dropped Brett, Adam and Susan at the airport, and on Saturday the Airstream was rolling again south to our next stop.

In the most recent issue of Airstream Life I wrote an article about Quartzsite, which is a town that has become the center of an annual winter RV phenomenon in the midst of the desert.   Being a convenient stopover between Las Vegas and Tucson, and having the bonus that some friends were there, we aimed our ship thataway.

It’s about 200 miles south of Las Vegas down Route 95, or about 150 miles west of Phoenix.   The scenery occasionally gets a tad dull, so we brought along two episodes of “Wait Wait Don’t Tell Me” on the iPod and Emma read books.   But after the second episode was done, Eleanor began to feel sick to her stomach.   Pretty soon we realized she had picked up something viral from one of the many coughing-sneezing northern visitors that we passed on the street.

fao-schwartz-piano.jpgThus she has proven that it’s not true that “What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas.” It has come with us to Quartzsite. Two days ago Eleanor was dancing on the piano at FAO Schwartz, and now she is confined to the trailer, where there are a bed and a bathroom within 20 feet of her at all times.

There are several options for camping in Quartzsite.   You can stay at any one of about 70+ campgrounds, with varying levels of service and amenities.   You can camp in Bureau of Land Management “Long Term Visitor Areas” for $40 (two weeks) or $180 (6 months), with dump station and trash dumpsters.   You can camp in BLM free areas without any amenities at all (not even water).   Or you can go to private boondocking areas for $7 per night.

We chose the latter, because we didn’t expect to stay for long, and also because the El Camino Real Unit of WBCCI was holding a rally there.  Our friend Tommy G (ukulele aficionado who we met during our San Diego visit) is part of that group, as well as other uke players.  Each night of the rally they had a uke jam/sing-along and by arriving on Saturday I was able to join them for the final night.

Several other friends are here too.  Daisy and Don (who we recently met in Campo CA at the railway museum), Patti and Tom (“vintage Airstream” friends who we see at all the western vintage events),   Yank and Rickie (who we originally met at Crater Lake in July 2006 and keep running into), Mike & Tracy from Silverton CO, and Jim Breitinger (the Airstreaming meteorite dealer, who was also camping in Quartzsite with me last year).

All of the El Camino Real folks bailed out on Sunday, and Jim took off to Phoenix to fly to a funeral, but Daisy and Don are still here to keep Emma and me company while Eleanor recovers.   Mike & Tracy and a few other friends are around as well, but parked a few miles off in one of the LTVAs, so we don’t see them as much.  It is a good thing we traveled from Las Vegas in our usual “ready for anything” mode (full water, empty black/gray tanks, plenty of propane and groceries) because we’re going to have to stay longer than we had planned.

The major activity here is browsing the shows.  “Show” is code for flea-market-style vendors clustered by the side of the main drags, selling everything from Indian frybread to Chinese jade phalluses.   No kidding.   The emphasis varies according to which show is current, but it includes lots of tools, rocks, carvings, RV supplies, hats, county-fair food, and used “stuff” of every possible description.  With Daisy and Don, Emma and I wandered the aisles for a few hours and boosted the economy by purchasing exactly one egg slicer and a few tacos.

Eleanor may not see any of Quartzsite, but fortunately we have no schedule this week. We are just going to take it one day at a time and see how her recovery goes.   At $7 per day we can afford to stay as long as we like, and there’s plenty of sun to power our solar panels.   Hiking in the Kofa National Wildlife Refuge is definitely out, but with luck she’ll be feeling well enough to walk around this afternoon.   Being sick is never fun, but at least we are “home” in the Airstream, and not in a hotel room.

Written by RichLuhr · Categorized: Airstream

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