August 1, 2015: Things are Heating Up
Greetings again! We have survived unexpectedly chilly (and windy) weather in Birch Bay where we visited with cousins Rich and Shirley Henderson, and travelling companions – Mike and Marlene Harris. (Rich, Mike and I did our annual “Village Inn Pub” hamburger” lunch and visit to Yeager’s Sporting Goods while Sandy Shirley and Marlene found other more appealing things to do.) Mike helped me organize my fishing gear for the northern journey, and talked me out of buying a new truck and camper, so I guess I am in Sandy’s “A-list” status. (Might be a good time to purchase some new tools!)
Last Friday, we continued our annual visitations to Penticton’s South Beach Gardens on Skaha Lake. The weather continued unsettled for 2 more days, and we had several chilly and wet days before the sun returned to provide typically blistering hot Penticton summer weather. Our son-in-law, Doug Lindsay and our granddaughter Hannah arrived a bit later on Friday and daughter, Paula joined us the next day after completing a shift with Surrey Library Services.
By Monday, the weather had improved and Lindsays’ friends from Walnut Grove, Grant and Jane Sauer and two daughters and son (Cassi, Mikayla, and Benjamin) joined us in the neighbouring site. Their third daughter, Gabriela, joined the gathering on Thursday.
Sandy and I had visits with cousins Jan and Darrell Beebe, and family friend, Carmen Bliss during the week. On Tuesday, we visited our aunt, Gerry Gaplette in her lovely new digs in Summerland with her daughter, Kim. A trip to the local GMC dealership on Wednesday was necessary in order to replace our fuel filter, so we are ready, I think, for our northern run. We actually made it to the beach on 3 occasions, but that pleasure, and sun-soaking activities seems to fade in importance (and increase in dangers!) as years go by.
Our Penticton stay ended on Friday, and we began our trip north with a first stop to visit our cousins in Peachland – Norm and Shirley Caplette. They have rebuilt a damaged fifth wheel which was given to them and the resulting RV is pretty impressive. They should have great times travelling in that vehicle. Our day ended at Knutsford RV just south of Kamloops on Hwy 5A. Our original designated site was in the open, and since the temperature was hovering at about 37C, and wifi wasn’t available at our site, I whined (just a little) at the office. We were immediately given a beautiful site with a very literary “babbling brook” running right behind our campsite – and fully in shade! What a relief! Then, having secured a shady site, we abandoned it to head into Kamloops for an afternoon and evening with our dear friends – the Siggers family.
We will gather our resources here until Monday when we begin the next stage of our northern journey – hopefully for a full Alaska loop as well as explorations of Yukon and northern BC. As always, we keep an open mind about destinations and routes. Meanwhile, we will plan on seeing our Kamloops Thuot family while we are here, and enjoy air conditioning as much as possible as temperatures once again soar.
Sandy has decreed that her visits to quilting shops to pick up free plans (at every quilt shop in North America, I think) don’t count against her, and thus, I cannot balance her visits out with trips to tool shops. Will I ever understand the rules?
Much love and best wishes to all, and I hope that you continue to enjoy your summers – wherever you are!
Sandy, the Quilter, and Tony, the Quill
July 19, 2015 – “Have you bought your maps yet?”
Our summer travelling time has finally arrived, and this time, our anticipation and excitement don’t seem to be as high as we sometimes experience. For one thing, our trip is a very long one, and for another, one of the driest seasons on record has created huge fire danger potential. Also, we are quite enamoured with our homebound hobbies of quilting and woodworking, and my workshop is nearly ready for productivity instead of organizing. These hobbies along with family and friends will give us great incentives to be eventually homeward bound.

A fish-eye view of my new workshop. The “door” wall at my back, is seen on the left and right of the photo.

My new workbench using pipe-clamps instead of traditional vises. (The plan is modified from “Fine Woodworking – A New-Fangled Workbench”.)
In preparation for leaving this week, I sought some electrical wiring assistance from my neighbour – Jim Clark. (I have added an after-market backup camera so that I can judge rear-view distances a little more accurately.) As he quickly resolved my issues, he asked about our itinerary. I explained we would head down into Birch Bay, Washington and then across to the Penticton… “Tony,” he interrupted, “Have you bought your maps yet? Alaska is NORTH!” Yes…we have all our maps, and the 2014 edition of Alaska State’s “Milepost” book. We are on our way with the first stop being in Fort Langley at the new digs of our Lindsay family. We will eventually visit with family and friends in Birch Bay, Penticton, Kamloops, Prince George, and Whitehorse.
Truck House is as crammed as it has ever been, and although I saved a bit of room by downsizing our barbecue, I then added a 5 gallon diesel can for reserve. Although I am not sure that it is needed, our experience in the Springtime of almost running on empty in southern Oregon (“sage rat” episode) has encouraged me to be more cautious. Multiple fish “guns” are stacked in the crew cab, and the kayaks loaded on top. Fishing is a high priority for me on this trip as well as the opportunity to see new vistas and travel down new roads. We are probably carrying way too many books, but many of them are used to it as seasoned veterans of our travels! Perhaps they will get read this time.
We’ll keep you posted and will look forward to your comments – both on the blog, and via emails – whichever you choose.
Much love and best wishes to all, and we hope that you all are enjoying your summer wherever you are – including the snowy regions of Australia!
Sandy, the Quilter and Tony, the Quill
May 10, 2015 – Home again, Home again, jiggedy-jig.
May 9, 2014 – Happy Mother’s Day
Well, I have been silent for too long! We did not, as some may think, get sidetracked in the environs of Pendleton, Oregon for 9 days, although it appears to be a rather pretty place. We had one night there at a KOA and then headed for Birch Bay, Washington through Ellensburg, and Seattle. Our cousins, Rich and Shirley Henderson, were opening up their cabin at Birch Bay last weekend, and they invited us to overnight with them on Saturday night.
On Sunday, we returned to our Walnut Grove Lindsay clan, and stayed with them until yesterday – helping with their move into their new place in Fort Langley, and other busy-ness arising from the intended move. Today, we are home again, where neighbour, Katharine, has kept our yard looking decent with regular mowings. What a treat! We may have seen some of the most beautiful scenery in western US, but our little nook in homeland is gorgeous!
In any case, thanks for joining us on our travels! We loved getting the comments throughout our journey, and looked forward to receiving them at each new WiFi location. We also really appreciated the emails with updates from you. As we head towards our summer, and further journeys, we will look forward to sharing new adventures when we head for the Okanagan in late July, and then continue on with a 5 or 6 week journey to Alaska and back.
Love, laughter, health and best wishes to all!
Tony (the Quill) and Sandy (the Quilter)
Factoids about our Spring 2015 travels:
We travelled just over 7000 km. in 29 days. (I am not counting the past week residence in Walnut Grove.)
We burned about 360 gallons of diesel (1363 L) of fuel.
The average cost of diesel while in the States was $2.87 per gallon ($.76 per L!!) The lowest price was $2.66 per gallon ($.70 per L.)
The GMC gauge showing fuel consumption always reads about 25% to 30% lower than the volumes showing at the pumps. I must investigate this, as it could result in running out of fuel before I expect it on long runs!
Our most expensive RV campsite was at Zion Canyon Campground (outside the Park) at $50.76. Our cheapest campsite was at Bryce National Park – Sunset Campground at $15 per night. The average was just under $30 (not counting the free night at Birch Bay.)
We have now spent 522 nights in our camper that we acquired in June, 2005. (That is almost a year and a half out of 10 years spent living about 2 feet apart – and we still really like each other!)
May 1, 2015 – Speeding past Salt Lake Sand Flats, and other tales
Thursday, April 30 – What did I tell you? The horses are heading for the barn! Speed works! So there we were, high-tailing it away from the traffic jams around Salt Lake City on Thursday morning when we were delighted to see the new speed limit of…80 MPH! Now that is rocketing! Funny thing – we saw more traffic cops than we have encountered on this trip, and even better – they actually had folks stopped who were exceeding the speed limit of 80 mph (135 kmph)! – and the speedsters weren’t “Craig Breedlove”! And speaking of whom, we did stop by the beautiful white Bonneville Salt Flats of Salt Lake to see where land speed records have been set. (Latest record was set on October 23,1970 by Greg Gabelich who beat Craig Breedlove’s record of 600.601 mph with 622.407 mph – according to the sign.)
We headed on west on Hwy 80 (speed limit dropped to 70 at the Nevada border) until Winnemucca where we found a spot for the evening at the KOA. Scenery continued to amaze us!
Friday, May 1 – This morning, we headed north on 95 (which became 78, then 395) all the way to Pendleton, OR. As we left Winnemucca this morning, Sandy asked if I should refuel. I scoffed at the suggestion as I was looking at over 1/2 tank of fuel. Three hours later, we hadn’t seen a gas station, and I was beginning to wonder how many miles I would have left after the tank started flashing its empty light. Meanwhile, many, many small rodents were dashing across the road as we roared by, and by the red, furry, spotted look of the tarmac, many more had been a whole lot less successful at making it to the other side. I called them “gophers”, but these seemed to be a bit smaller than those prairie dogs.
Our Garmin showed that there was a fueling station at a place called “Crane”, so I willed Truck House on by holding my breath. Just before we arrived at Crane, we saw a fellow sitting in a lawn chair out in a field. We laughed at this, but then discovered that he was holding a rifle with a scope. (Not so funny!) As we carried on, many more guys were out with rifles and scopes and obviously were out to shoot game of some sort. (Hopefully not in each others’ directions!)
Crane, Oregon has a single fuel pump and diesel cost $3.209. That is the most expensive that we have encountered on our trip. (Most diesel prices ranged from about $2.69 per gallon to $2.99 per gallon. That’s $.71 to $.79 per litre!!) I asked the lady who ran the pump about the “guys with guns”. They are shooting “sage rats” she declared. I must have look puzzled for she went on… “Some people call them gophers; others say ‘ground squirrels’, but they are big pests, and eat a lot of alfalfa.” (Sandy Googled “Sage Rats” a few minutes ago. It is all true! The “Big Game” was a sage rat!! Look it up!)
The rest of the trip to Pendleton was up and down with at least 5 passes to be crossed. (Maximum altitude of about 5500 ft.)
We will probably make it across Washington tomorrow, but aren’t completely certain. If we stop to shop anywhere, we might have one more night before making it to the lower mainland.
Love and best wishes to all!
Tony (the Quill) and Sandy (the Quilter)
p.s. I offered to stop in 2 separate quilting shops today, but Sandy “passed”. I still get the points!
April 29, 2015 – A change of plans, and a re-roading
Our plan on Tuesday was to visit Mesa Verde, so we headed up to the Visitors Center at 9:00. From the VC into the scenic mesas (one still closed for winter) is a long climb of about 20 miles. The temperatures hovered around 10 C to 12 C, so we stayed in sweats and down vests as we toured all the walk-in sites along the top of one of the mesa loops in the bright sun. Some of the Ancestral Pueblan sites are surface pueblo structures on the mesa tops, while the later (900 AD to 1200 AD) were cliff dwellings – some with three story apartments. (BTW…the term “Anasazi” is no longer used as apparently it was a Navajo word, not a Pueblan word, and it referred either to the “Ancient ones” or “Ancient enemies”.) There seems to be no mystery as to why they were abandoned somewhere around 1300 AD. There was a prolonged drought of about 25 years, and the clans moved south. Their ancestors remain to this day in tribes such as the Zuni.
From the Museum at the end of the loops, there is a walk down to the Spruce House which is open to the public, so the four of us hiked down to tour this cliff dwelling. After the tour, Sandy and I stayed for the 1/2 hour video, while Bob and Alice continued on to do their circuit of the loop that we had visited earlier.
The weather stayed beautiful until late in the afternoon, when the continuing pattern of disturbed weather descended on us and threatening clouds moved in from the west. The four of us shared supper in the Padgham’s trailer, and then ended the evening early.
This morning, we received word that Sandy’s uncle had passed away in the night, and though it wasn’t unexpected, we decided that a continuing sense of joy of discovery was going to be more difficult, and so we decided to make the turn for home a few days early. We called Santa Fe to cancel our reservation at the RV park there, and turned back towards Monticello, Moab, and Green River. (The Padghams were heading back to Moab, then Zion and Bryce to spend a few more days in Utah.)
The re-roading was okay (I try not to travel on the same routes if I can help it) as it gave us a different perspective, and different light of day on the beautiful sceneries! At Green River, we turned north up 191 towards Salt Lake City and headed for our chosen site tonight at Draper, UT.
Tomorrow, we will head west of Salt Lake City to see the Great Salt Lake flats. The horses are heading for the barn, and you will all be familiar with the single-minded speed that that process takes.
Much love, best wishes and hugs to all!
Tony (the Quill) and Sandy (the Quilter)
























