Archives for 2010

May 26 2010

South Bend, IN

Like South Dakota, South Bend gets all the credit. You never hear about North Bend, Indiana, do you? I’m not even sure there is a North Bend. Sounds cold up there.

It’s not cold in South Bend. We’re still getting that humid and warm weather that has followed us since we left Denver on Sunday. The pollen is out in force, too, augmented by fluffy storms of cottonwood seeds. It’s actually pretty nice to sit in the car for a few hours with air conditioning and a cabin air filter.

Our travel today brought us past the least pleasant portion of our journey: the truck-dominated concrete corridor of I-80 as it passes south of Chicagoland. It was bumpy, congested, occasionally slow, and often ugly. We paused only briefly, to drop off Glassie the fiberglass dog to her new owner, Brad.

Here’s Brad posing with Glassie (still wrapped in her protective cocoon of recycled paper), and Eleanor and Emma on the auspicious moment of delivery, in the parking lot of a Harley-Davidson dealership. Sorry, Glassie was a bit camera-shy so if you want to see a picture of her you will have to check out Brad’s blog. If we are all lucky he will post a picture there someday.

The rest of our route was absolutely not worth talking about, but the destination has made the day’s drive well worth it. We are again courtesy parked with friends, this time in South Bend, IN, under a giant shady tree and near a 34-foot Airstream that belongs to our hosts.

This particular stop is memorable because it was Day One of the Tour of America blog. We stopped here right after picking up our Airstream Safari, totally intimidated by the huge new trailer and trying to figure out how everything worked. We did not have the slightest inkling at that time that we would end up living in that trailer for three years!

This is the first time we’ve come back to this spot since then, about four and a half years ago. Some things have changed, but our good friends here have not, and that’s all that matters. We’ll have a nice time parked in the driveway. Our plan is to stay for two nights, then head up into Michigan for a night to make one more pre-Alumpalooza stop.

May 25 2010

Davenport IA

Looking at our trip plan, it became obvious that if we spent another night courtesy parking, we’d have a 400-mile drive on Wednesday — and we’ve had enough of long drives already. We decided to hit the road on Tuesday afternoon to break up the trip. This meant that we would have to forgo some of Paul and Marcia’s fine hospitality today, but we made the most of it. Eleanor made a nice lunch for everyone, which we ate out on the patio before our final disc golf tournament (#4 in a series). Emma continues to improve; I keep getting worse.

We needed this break. There’s been too much driving lately. As I’ve said many times, it’s not about the towing, it’s about the stopping. This little visit in the country proved the value of stopping off in places where seemingly “there’s nothing to do.” The people you meet along the way can make any place seem special.

My mother commented recently that if she knew all the people we did, she’d want to go courtesy parking all over the country too. Mom, when you have one of these silver trailers, it works the other way around: you meet the people because you’ve got the Airstream! I can’t count all the great friends we’ve made over the years just by virtue of being part of this community.

After lunch it was time to pack up. I retrieved all my technology toys, we dumped out the gray water, refilled the fresh water tank, patted the dog goodbye, thanked our hosts, and headed off. But before we went, Paul and I did the pre-departure walk-around. He’s an experienced Airstreamer, but we all know there’s always something useful to pick up from fellow travelers. I think it might be fun to shoot a quick video on this topic later.

We towed only about 150 miles to Davenport IA, right on the border of Illinois at the Mississippi River. This afternoon’s jaunt is more our style: less than three hours of car time. Unfortunately Davenport was under a big line of thunderstorms this afternoon and they lingered until we arrived at 6 p.m. I guess the good part of it was that all the pollen and some of the dead bugs got washed off, but the bad part was that the rain revealed a leak in our Airstream at the skylight.

A leak is serious because over a relatively short time it can cause major damage to the floor structure, not to mention mold and other nasty stuff. Normally this would be an easy fix when we get to Airstream (because I have a pretty good idea of the leak’s location). But next week when we are at the factory, the Service Center will be booked solid. And ironically, it’s MY fault, because I am co-hosting Alumapalooza, and that’s what has caused the Service Center to be booked.

So I’m going to have to beg the powers-that-be at the Service Center to squeeze me in next week, or wait until Monday, June 7. I mention this in case you think I have some major “pull” at Airstream. I don’t. I’m just another customer, so I’ll be lucky if the leak gets fixed during Alumapalooza. That’s another reason to hope there’s no rain next week!

May 24 2010

Denver to Denver

Ah, summer travel. Even though Eleanor and I grew up in the northeast, we have to readjust every time we go north in the summer. It is (as always) sticky humid, which makes a mild 82 degree heat seem excruciating. The front of the Mercedes and the dome of the Airstream are disgustingly decorated with squashed bugs and bird droppings from our 900 mile trek over the weekend. We are all feeling a bit car-burned from having traveled so much recently. All of these things tell me that we need to stop and get acclimated for couple of days.

We have traveled from Denver, Colorado to Denver, Iowa for a few days of courtesy parking. This visit has been a long time coming. Paul and Marcia, our hosts, first wrote to us in November 2006. Paul intrigued me with his offer of an 18-hole disc golf course, but we never seemed to be coming through Iowa during our full-timing years. Last year we passed right by on our way to Wisconsin but we were in too much of a hurry stop. But finally everything came together and I wrote to Paul again to ask if his three year-old offer of courtesy parking was still good.

It was, so we detoured about 50 miles off our route and plunked the Airstream into a bucolic country setting at Paul and Marcia’s house. What a terrific spot! We are parked on concrete, with an electric hookup and water nearby, next to their 1966 Globetrotter and their 1984 Sovereign, with beautiful shady trees all around and just a few steps from the first tee of the disc golf course.

After getting the Airstream established, a round of golf was the obvious first order of business. Eleanor, Emma, and I had never tried disc golf (a.k.a. frisbee golf) but I knew we’d all like it. The course is 18 holes, all par 3, with numerous tricky obstacles (trees) and uphill/downhill shots. Paul of course came in well under par, I came in second (I think I was four under par), and Eleanor and Emma did pretty well too. Marcia drove the golf cart and “caddied.” It was great fun, so we’ll play another round on Tuesday, I’m sure.

For today, however, we’ve all got to get down to business. Paul and Marcia have gone off to work and left me with access to the house and a tray of frosted brownies. It’s nice and cool in the lower level of the house, even though it doesn’t have air conditioning, so I’m happy here. I’ve got my laptop and office gear all set up on the kitchen table. That tray of brownies is really horrible temptation, however.

Eleanor and Emma have elected to stay in the Airstream and do some homeschooling. Even though we probably have sufficient voltage to run the Airstream’s air conditioner, Eleanor wants to just make do with fans today. She thinks a little suffering in the humidity will get her ready for a summer in Vermont.

Being out here in the rural country has given me a chance to break out some of the more esoteric mobile technology that I use. Cellular service is pretty weak here, which means I can’t reliably make calls and my Internet is also marginal. My first corrective measure was to take my Cradlepoint cellular router out of the Airstream and plug it in in the upper level of the barn just behind the Airstream. That got it out of the aluminum shell and up at a higher elevation. The device indicated three bars of signal when I moved it, compared to 1.5 bars of signal inside the trailer, but the service was still sporadic.

My next step would normally be to use my Linksys WRE54G wireless LAN repeater to pick up the house’s wifi and direct it into the Airstream. Unfortunately the house’s wifi was password-protected, and the Linksys can’t repeat a password-protected signal. So I moved into the house’s kitchen (with permission), and am using our host’s wifi for the day. This sort of situation is exactly why I keep most of my “office” small enough to fit in a backpack. I often have to relocate to be able to work effectively. Having a single backpack makes it easy to grab and go, whether it’s to a kitchen table, a borrowed office, or a booth at Panera Bread.

The other technology challenge of the day was to be able to make phone calls. This is where I got to break out a rarely-used piece of gear, the Verizon Network Extender. I plugged it into the house’s DSL connection, and within a few minutes, it connected and created a cellular phone “picocell.” Now my Verizon phone works anywhere near the house. Instead of connecting to a cellular tower far away, my phone is connecting to the Verizon Network Extender, which is sending the call over the Internet via the house’s DSL.

This is going to be a busy week. Not only am I nearing deadline for articles for the Fall 2010 Airstream Life, but Alumapalooza is next week, and we’ve still got several hundred miles and two different business stops between here and Jackson Center, OH. The real challenge is Alumapalooza, because there will undoubtedly be some last-minute signups and both Brett and I will be on the road. If either of us answers the phone later this week, it will be while driving on some Interstate highway, and emails won’t be responded to until late at night. But the blog must go on …

May 22 2010

A windy day in Nebraska

Just a quick post so my mother won’t worry about us …

We spent the day towing across Nebraska as quickly as possible. We don’t have anything against Nebraska, but we made a conscious choice to spend more time in Denver and that meant something along the route east had to be sacrificed. Sorry, Nebraska.

The goal was 400 miles but we actually stepped it up a bit and covered 500 miles, from the capitol of Colorado to the capitol of Nebraska (Lincoln). A terrific wind all day made the drive more interesting. We hardly noticed it, but we sure heard about it from other RV’ers and truckers during rest stops.

So we broke out the video camera and tried to get a few shots of the conditions. You can see the video here. The wind was running about 30 knots from the south all day, gusting to 40 knots occasionally. It could have been a white-knuckle driving experience, but the rig performed beautifully. I’m very pleased — it’s doing exactly what it is supposed to do. The wind knocked down our fuel economy a bit (to 12.5 MPG overall for the day), but otherwise all went well.

The really good news is that we encountered no thunderstorms today, and tomorrow’s weather looks good too. No t-storms means no chance of hail or tornadoes, which are two things that would kill our Airstream. I am always thinking about thunderstorms when we travel in the mid-west in the summer.

We’ll get an early start on Sunday so we can spend maximum time at our planned courtesy parking stop in Iowa over the next few days. Right now, we’ve got to get some rest. The trailer is rocking in the wind and it’s hot and humid, so it may be a slightly challenging night for sleeping. A cool shower before bed, and three vent fans running on MAX are prescribed for this evening…

May 21 2010

Denver Art Museum

We stop in full-hookup places where the cell phone works partially to catch up on work. So I expected to spend a lot of this week working, but I was not remotely expecting the two days I had Wednesday and Thursday. I am in the middle of a bunch of projects, and they all suddenly intersected at once, unexpectedly. That meant 12 hour days at the computer, thrashing out emails and dealing with all sorts of human interest stories.

By the end of each day, I felt completely fried and anti-social. A couple of guys wandered by in the campground to talk but I was so burnt out I ducked into the bedroom while Eleanor chatted with our guests. On Thursday I even passed up a night out at a local friend’s home, letting E & E go without me while I stayed back to decompress with a shower and a movie.

This is not how most people spend their time in their Airstream, but the life of a working full-timer is somewhat different. Sometimes I envy those folks who only get in their Airstreams for relaxation and recreation. I have to take whatever comes, and sometimes it’s not much fun.

But that only means we have to design fun into our lives. So I got everything in order and we designated Friday as family outing day. We chose the Denver Art Museum as our destination, combining a bit of culture, architecture, and home school field trip. (When she heard of our proposed destination, Emma had the audacity to complain, “My whole life has been a field trip since I was five!” My comment back: “And you’re darned lucky! When I was your age … ” etc. Note to future parents: This is what happens when you let kids grow up to be age ten. She’s lucky she didn’t drop that comment on Thursday — I would have cooked and eaten her liver.)

We can definitely recommend the Denver Art Museum (DAM). The main building (pictured above) is a bizarre slant-sided construction containing mostly contemporary art. It is attached via a 2nd story bridge to the North Building, which has seven floors of all kinds of fabulous art. We managed to spend four hours in the North Building and it was hardly enough. Eleanor and I tried to interpret the displays in a way that Emma would appreciate, and somehow we managed to keep her relatively interested through the entire visit.

If you happen to go downtown for the Mint or the DAM, observe the local parking situation. There are many small parking lots, and they have an interesting pricing structure. One block from the Mint, parking will cost you $10. A block away, it will be $8. Next door, the lot is $7. Across the street from that, it will be $5 or $6. Go another half-block and you can score the same parking for $4. We even found a lot where one entrance said $5 and the other entrance said $4. In cases like this, we will always park the extra block or two away and get the benefits of (a) cheaper price, and (b) a healthy walk. You can’t lose, really.

Our day was broken up by the need to go visit one of my best clients, Timeless Travel Trailers in Wheat Ridge. TTT has, for the past year, underwritten the cost of producing the free Online Edition of Airstream Life magazine, for which I am grateful. Brett Hall runs the place and is always an interesting guy to talk to, so I always make a point of dropping by when we are in the Denver area. If you ever get the chance to visit, you should, because they do some incredible work in the shop. They are also one of the two shops in the world that can buy new Airstream shells for custom conversion.

The main building of DAM stayed open until 10 p.m. tonight, so we were able to go back downtown after our TTT visit and spend another three hours exploring the modern art. There was some minor grumbling from the backseat when this plan was announced, but once we were in the Museum again and appreciating the strangest of the avant-garde works, Emma was riveted again. I tried to encourage her by “warning” her that we were about to see the “really weird stuff, bizarre things that no human should contemplate.” You can’t go wrong telling a kid that things are about to get amusingly weird.

That wraps up our Denver visit. Tomorrow we hit the road, covering the many flat miles of Nebraska along I-80 as we head to our next visit in Iowa. It looks like a long and boring drive, but at least we have good weather ahead — no chance of the Airstream-devastating hailstorms that are common in the midwest this time of year. We will start early so we have time to sniff a few roses along the way, while still covering a solid 400 miles east.