Sunday, July 31, 2011

Twofer: Catching up on Michigan/Minnesota Experiences

Picture Rocks National Lakeshore
From July 25th until the 27th, we were staying at an RV park in Munising in the UP (Upper Peninsula) of Michigan.  Unfortunately, rain prevented us from enjoying one of the days, but the other day we were able to take a boat tour to see the Picture Rocks National Lakeshore on Lake Superior.  It was much more beautiful than we expected.  The seashore is comprised of rocky cliffs whose coloring is remarkable.  Below are some photos from there.



Amazing colors, including the color of the water, which is not exaggerated in these photos.

Duluth, MN.

Here in Duluth, we are staying for a week at the Spirit Marine and RV park, an unusual combination.  Our RV backs up to one of the docks and faces the St. Louis Bay of Lake Superior.  This is the most interesting RV park we've been to.  We love sitting outside our RV and watching the boating activity in the bay as well as coming and going from our marina.
Note the back end of our motorhome to the left of the boat on the right.

 This beautiful sailboat was built by one man over five years.  He cut and shaped all the wood, and put it all together.  He has hopes of taking it onto big water - like the ocean - one of these days.  It has four sails.  It sits opposite the dock right behind our motor home.
This stately old tugboat is moored alongside another wharf opposite our motor home.

Our marina/RV park was once a major shipbuilding site during WWII and before.  They built 350-700- foot boats here and launched them into the river, though their engines were attached elsewhere.  The water is too shallow here for a  fully-loaded boat of that size. 

In addition to the charming place we're staying here, Duluth seems to be a great small town as well as a major port in the Great Lakes.  Iron ore from mines nearby are shipped from here to Pittsburg and elsewhere on the Great Lakes, and has been for years.  The city has also turned its downtown working harbor into a tourist attraction with museums, good restaurants, shops and lakeside walk with a variety of attractions.  There is a 70-mile-long paved bicycle path within three blocks of our RV park, a zoo up the street, and many other attractions.  Lots of things to do here. 

Monday, July 25, 2011

What we've learned about the Motor Home Life

We’ve been on the road in our motorhome now for almost three months.  In that time, we’ve had the opportunity to get to know a few of our fellow “RVers” and have been surprised at some of the things we’ve learned.
1.       Not all RVers are the same.  

a.       Some folks use their RVs to travel relatively short distances most every weekend from their homes to “get away” and relax, as well as join like-minded RVers they’ve become friends with.  These people are usually still working (and thank God, still paying into Social Security for people like us!) and with younger families.  This is the case of Harold’s brother and sister-in-law Kathy who met us at Shawnee National Forest for a weekend.

b.      Some other people use their RVs for somewhat longer-than-normal vacations here and there – anywhere from two weeks to a month.  They may also use them for short getaways not too far from home.  Again, these folks are mostly those restricted by jobs and family size and really miss their permanent homes and “stuff”  when away. 

c.       Some people are like us – so far.  They travel several months of the year and go back to their regular home for the rest of the time, thus keeping the roots established in their home communities.  Almost all of these types are retired but still love their homes and cities.

d.      And then there are some people who sell their homes and most of their belongings, buy a motor home (usually a big one), and live as fulltime RVers.  These are the most fascinating to us.  With the exception of a few (we met a couple with 4 children, all home-schooled in the RV and the husband works and reunites often given his sales rep career) they are all retired with lives deeply moved by wanderlust to see new places and new people all the time.  Many of these are also “work-camper”  RVers, those who get free RV space and hook ups to work at a resort, national park or private RV park (a monthly value of approximately $1,500 in exchange for 20-30 hours per week).

2.        There are many more full-time RVers than we realized.  We have met several at the various campgrounds we’ve stayed at, and are told that there are a million households living full time in RVs.   Full-time RVing not only provides a degree of excitement, it can also be more economical than living in a regular home somewhere.  For instance, one couple we met recently has been living full time in their motorhome since 2005.  They lease a space for their RV, on a yearly basis at only $1600 per year, at a campground in southern Arizona.  They sold their home in Michigan, spend 6 months of the year at the Arizona “campground” along with 800+ RVers at their campground, and then travel around the country, like we’re doing, for the rest of the year.   There are no property taxes to pay, and although there are upkeep expenses on an RV, they are generally less than one would have on a full-sized home or condo.  The motor home is generally cheaper to buy ($50,000 - $200,000 on average) than a home with land, and one can use the funds they raise from the sale of their home for investments.   We asked our new friends the question of what happens when you finally reach the point that you feel incapable of driving one of these monsters around the country.  Their response was, “That’s the automatic trigger point for going into a Senior Living Housing Complex or an assisted living facility!”  How many children would love not to feel responsible for forcing that kind of decision on their parents?

3.        Full-time RVers are adventurers, as a group.  They’re risk takers.  It takes a risk-taker to sell all or most of their belongings and set out to live in a vehicle which is in many ways more complicated than a regular home (for instance, who do you call when you’re on the road somewhere in Montana and you have a flat tire – on a 25,000-pound vehicle!).   They’ve broken away from the day-to-day social relationships that make us all more comfortable in the world and depend, basically, on just their companion and the casual friendships they pick up on the way.  In many ways, they’re the frontier people of our time, forging a new life in a new way in new places.

4.       RVers are easy to get to know.  Everyone in a campground is looking for socialization and conversation, even if it’s just for an evening.  It might take months or years to find friends in a new city you’ve moved to, but fast friendships are formed quickly (if not necessarily lastingly) in the RV campground.  For those of you reading this and knowing Harold and me, there are constant conversations outside the coach, in the laundry room, around outside fireplaces over wine at night, and often when going downtown to an occasional dinner night out.

5.       RVers come from all walks of life.  There are retired policemen and professors, professional photographers, retired millionaires, retired plumbers, young families on vacation, young professional couples without children who have somehow found a way to live working only 5 months a years and travel the rest (yes, we met one of them), fifty-somethings from other countries who take a year off from their careers to explore the United States in a motorhome.  There is always someone you have something in common with in every campground where you stay, or someone whose life is so different from yours that you can’t wait to hear how they do it.

6.        At the risk of stereotyping, all the men in RVs adore their RVs and find nothing more fascinating to talk about than their RV and its inner workings, challenges, and mysteries.  The women may have to search to find things in common with one another:  politics, the arts, family, great restaurants they’ve found, their pets, books they’ve read, etc.  Men never have that problem.  They all KNOW what interest they have in common and they have an immediate bond.  Ask Harold about hydraulic jacks or gray tank management and get ready for note-taking!
Harold and his friend, Don Lehr, carry on an animated discussion on some arcane aspect of maintaining their motor homes (possibly boring - you think? - Don's wife, Darlene).

7.       Motor homes are pretty nice places to live!  They’re compact, but they can be very roomy, comfortable and about as elegant as you want to make them.  Here, for instance, is the inside of the 37-foot, 3-slide, and RV home of one of our friends.  It’s all there: the microwave (combo convection oven), stove, kitchen counters and cabinets, dining space, couches and easy chairs, as big a TV (almost) as you could want, office space for the RV; two bathrooms, if you feel you need them, a combo washer-dryer (yes, the same appliance does both!), lots of storage space, bedroom with queen-size beds, surround sound, etc.  Besides, most  RVers  like spending almost as much of their time outdoors as in. 



In short, we’ve found the “RV life” very appealing.  It’s only been about three months so far, of course, but so far we’ve found it to be a good decision and a rewarding experience.

Leaving Michigan

Today we leave our lovely Indigo Bluffs campground near Empire, Michigan.  It has been such a beautiful area with so many things to do that we extended our stay here from one to two weeks.  We have visited and shopped all the cute towns up and down the Lelanau Peninsula (near Traverse City), done some bicycle rides to nearby Glen Arbor, spent a day at the beach in Empire, eaten out much more often than usual, and visited a Michigan winery.  Today we head farther north to the U.P. (Upper Peninsula of Michigan), which is supposed to be a wilder version (nature-wise) of lower Michigan.

Indigo Bluffs RV Park
Saturday on the beach at Empire, Michigan

Tuesday, July 19, 2011

A second week in Empire, Michigan

 Finding so many things to do at this beautiful spot we decided to stay another week.  On the 24th we will continue up into Canada but are glad to be resting at such a lovely part of the country.  We went to the beach this morning for a walk before Barbara painted today.  There are a lot of authentic (unused) lighthouses like this one but given the demise of small fishing enterprises and canneries they are now just charming.

 Sunday, after an 18-mile bicycle ride we caught the annual 'anchor day' parade which included a pelican disguised as a bumblebee and a very interesting message on the side of a septic tank cleaner (the driver was throwing fresh rolls of toilet paper to the crowds).  Empire has 1,500 inhabitants during the summer and around 500 in the winter so there are no fast food restaurants, Jiffy Lubes, or TGIFs.  This is typical of Michigan coastal towns.  The parade lasted about 5 minutes and went around twice just to make it seem longer.  Monday (18th of July) we visited Traverse City (25 miles away) and were treated to a big-city experience with great coffee shops, bookstores, and quaint restaurants on the lake.

Wednesday, July 13, 2011

Michigan Lakes, Loons, and Sand Dunes

After leaving Wisconsin we snaked our way south around the tip of Lake Michigan through Chicago, and now are enjoying a real treat:  The State of Michigan.  We celebrated the fourth of July in South Haven, which has beautiful, ocean-like boat docks and organized a traditional parade with marching bands, military veteran floats, and multiple queens (and the mayor, of course) waving from a convertible.
           We are now staying on the sandy beach coast of Lake Michigan in Empire at a lovely private RV park inundated with fields of wild flowers.  We will stay here for ten days and will enjoy an Interlochen concert, a bicycle ride around the side of the lake, and an early morning breakfast to catch the haunting call of loons that nest here.  The local farmer's market provided us a three-berry pie, freshly-picked strawberries and other Michigan produce.  This last photo below shows people climbing one of many of the Sleeping Bear sand dunes located in this national shoreline park.

Monday, July 4, 2011

Visiting the Hansens in Wisconsin

Two days ago we left Hillsboro, Wisconsin after visiting for three days with my (Harold's) daughter, Cassie Hansen and her family.  She and her husband Ron live with their 9 remaining children on a farm there where they've been dairy farming for over 13 years, milking 51 cows twice a day and running an organic operations which makes their milk worth more.  Their oldest son, Eric, lives with his wife and new daughter (four months old, my first great granddaughter) not far way.  Eric has just started a business in metal fabrication, doing large and small jobs of machining, constructing, and repairing, mainly focused on farming equipment.  So far, the business is already growing nicely.

Cassie and Ronnie and their family live a different life from most of us.  They are almost completely self sufficient, growing all of their own produce as well as meat.  They are very conservative in their religious beliefs and chose to live where they do in Wisconsin because there is a large community of people there with similar beliefs.  They live very faithfully in accordance with their beliefs and have raised their children in the same tradition, and have imposed very strict rules of behavior on their children as they've grown up.  The result, so far, has been for their children to be a remarkably self confident, competent, and happy group who seem to be following in their parents' footsteps.  Barbara and I stand in awe of what they have accomplished with their children and their determination and constancy of their devotion to the path they've chosen.  It is not our path but we admire and respect the lives they've been living.

 This is a recent photo of the whole family.  On front row, left to right, is Elaine (age 11), Ezra (age 8), Owen (age5), Ronnie, Uriah (age 7): behind, left to right, is Allison (age 19), Andrew (age 17), Abigail (age 15), Alex (age 21), Cassie, Elizabeth (age 20), Dara (wife of Eric), and Eric (age 25).

Here is a photo of Eric, Dara, daughter Gilanah and me at their home. 
                                           Ezra, Owen, and Uriah are outgoing, fun-loving guys
who loved bean-bag horseshoes.
                                          We all watched a DVD on Sequoia National Park and shared our travels.  Their home schooling was very useful as we discussed geography and how the parks were developed and why.  Here, left to right, are Abigail, Owen, Elizabeth, Uriah, Allison, Elaine, and Ezra.  Andrew and Alex were out in the fields until late that night cutting, raking, and baling hay.  Life on a farm is 24/7.
Here is Owen collecting lettuce from his garden to feed his pet rabbit.  Each child has a garden plot with flowers, tomatoes, zucchini, onions, squash, etc. that they maintain all by themselves.  A thorough visit of each garden was a requirement and a lot of fun, the pride they have in what they have done is very rewarding.
This is Andrew (17) with his pet squirrel.  Andrew and all of his older brothers are absolutely amazing when it comes to fixing or building anything.  They all know how to weld, can repair any engine or motor, and have an enviable ability to calmly fix anything.

We will soon post our visit in Michigan as we camp alongside Lake Superior after a long trip down from Wisconsin and Indiana, through Chicago and up into Michigan.

Friday, July 1, 2011

Fun in Illinois with Family and Friends

   In a motorhome park near the Shawnee National Forest, we spent two days with Harold's brother Larry Schilson and his wife Kathy.  They are RVers, also, but more experienced than we are, so there was lots to share with us.  We learned a lot.  It was also good to catch up.  We went to a lovely area in the Shawnee Natl. Forest for a hike.  One of the prettiest places we've seen, and surprising to find in flat Illinois.
Larry, Kathy and Harold


 Barbara, Harold and Larry among the amazing rock formations of Shawnee National Forest

 Gabby was a little bored by the hike.

In St. Louis, we spent a day and half with our old friends from Louisville, Tom and Sally LaBaugh.  After a fun day of riding bikes over the old Chain of Rocks Bridge over the Mississippi (what a monster of a river!), and ambling along the historic old streets of St. Charles, we stopped - naturally - to enjoy happy hour at a pub alongside the Missouri River on the west side of the city.