4/18/15 - The wild and wooly travels of two old souls … |
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With such fond memories of Easter and the celebration we shared with the Skowronski family, we left our motorhome safe and sound at SKP Park Sierra on Wednesday, April 8th. Our daughter-in-law had asked us to stay with her parents while she and our son went camping for a few days. We've been friends with her parents for many years (dating back to the 1970s.)
The drive from Coarsegold to the Bay Area was pleasant. Instead of dealing with the traffic on highway 41, we drove to Oakhurst and took highway 49 north up to Mariposa where we picked up highway 140 that took us to I-99. The roads 49 and 140 take travelers on roads that have much less traffic and traverse over gentle hills! This route is shorter than highways 41, 145 and 99. We enjoy viewing the never ending pastures and gentle terrain making the trip to 99 quite pleasant. The section of 99 north that we take is short and the road is in good condition. (Another plus.) Once we reached Turlock, route 205 is a convenient westward road, connecting up with the 205 and 580 interstates.
When we reach “Mountain House Road” we leave the Interstate and drive along country roads until we reach Livermore. Since we were headed for Oakland, we rejoined 580 and then route 24 until we were at our destination in Oakland! Although the trip lasted about 3 ½ hours, the time flew by, and we reached our destination feeling quite chipper!
Miriam had asked us to drop by so she could explain her mom's medications. With Miriam’s clear instructions, and a quick visit to Louise and Bill, we headed for Fremont where we spent the night. Luckily, both Catie and Becky were home with Christina, so we had a lively “welcome back” with the girls.
On Thursday, we spent much of the day visiting with Louise and Bill. When Paul Jr returned from work we were ready to enjoy dinner. Miriam had left good and clear instructions on what to fix for dinner. She had it all ready to go in the “crock pot.” Kathleen has never used a crock-pot – We had “roasters” at Sunbeam that looked familiar. We called them “roasting pans” – but this 8 qt. “thing” is called a crock-pot. To make a long, sad story shorter, let it be known and let it be written that I took the “innards” of the crock pot – impressed with what I thought was new material in the pot and proceeded to put it on the stove (on “low” – as directed.)
Miriam said that if I put it on “low” then it ought to be nicely cooked by 6:00 pm. Hummmm it was “done” much earlier than 6:00 pm – AND there was evidence that the “pot” had a crack in it…. Lots of “juice’ had escaped from the crack and was in clear evidence on the stove top. Hummmm. The meat, potatoes and veggies that had been arranged in the inside of the pot were all removed and put in another oven ready dish. Paul Jr was mystified when he saw the cracked “dish”
I was sick at heart when I saw the other part of the crock-pot I had not seen until Paul showed me what a “crock pot” is …..
The meat and vegetables were not ruined, and we did eat a hearty dinner, just “tinged” with a “burnt” area. Bill and Louise were good sports, as was our son, but it was a rude awakening for yours truly.
Miriam had spent the day in LA on business, and we left soon after she returned home. (The tale of the crock pot yet to be revealed!)
Friday morning saw us move some of our clothes and computers over to Bill and Louise’s place where we spent Friday and Saturday nights. When we arrived at the house, Paul and Miriam were busy packing up for their camping trip to Big Basin (a park we often enjoyed with the entire family and friends some time ago.) Our semi-annual campouts were held in Big Basin for several years.
With Paul and Miriam off to camping, Paul and Bill took off for Alameda where Bill was able to get a battery for his watch as well as getting his watch’s wristband shortened. He came back a happy man, as he’s been wanting to get his watch “up and running” for awhile – just couldn’t get over to Alameda when the jewelry store was open.
While the “boys” were on their trip to Alameda, Louise and I opened up a new jigsaw puzzle. We both worked at completing it, and by dinnertime, we had a completed puzzle!
On Saturday Bill, Paul, Louise and I spent about an hour enjoying the warm sun, as we appreciated the glider that they have outside. What a lovely way to spend some time! In the afternoon, we opened up another puzzle (an Easter gift to Louise from the young girl next door.)
The neighbors have all been such good friends, and the neighbors next door have been especially nice to the family. Louise’s Physical Therapist arrived for his final visit, and did a good job of encouraging Louise to keep up the good work.
Sunday morning we had a hearty breakfast and because the morning was so lovely, we went outside and enjoyed the glider again. We spent quite a bit of time enjoying the beautiful morning.
By early afternoon, the two campers returned from their little weekend outing. Miriam had much work to do to prepare for work the following day, and Paul Jr kept quite busy emptying out the car and cleaning it out in preparation for his going to work the following day.
Louise was ready for her afternoon nap and we were ready to give the family time to do what they had to do. We made our goodbyes to Louise and Bill and made sure Paul Jr and Miriam were told how much we enjoyed our time there and offered to come back again if we could be of assistance. (We plan to return in July!)
We returned to Chris and Chet’s place and had a nice dinner with Chris and the girls (Chet was working.)
We had a meeting scheduled for Wednesday, that took us over to Half Moon Bay and points north. It’s been so long since we were in that area, that it was a treat for us to see it again.
Once our meeting was over, we headed for Coarsegold. Traffic was quite heavy by the time we got on the road, and we knew it would be nighttime before we saw our motor home. It was dark when we finally pulled into Park Sierra, and it was good to be “home.”
Sometimes things happen that come out of nowhere – cars move when they ought not to, but for one reason or other, our little Honda now bears the marks of something that happened. No one hurt – only the car.
We have ordered a new side mirror from Amazon, and hopefully it will fit, and we will soon be sporting a new side mirror –
but I suspect the scar on the driver’s side of the car will not go away….