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Yechiel, our eldest son, has been visiting in Rochester as he flies from Israel to Lod Angeles. His 59th birthday, today as I write, prompted the stop. As we planned the time he asked to visit Letchworth State Park and we set out to comply. As happens with all plans things change and instead of five of us we ended up with three guys, including Josh, Yechiel and me in order of age. Josh has been to the park recently. Yechiel thinks maybe once when he was growing up here and I have not been in several years although it was a regular trip as the kids were growing.
We started out with a wrong direction which took us to the Mount Morris Dam on the east side of the river, the park is on the west. This was serendipitous. The Visitor Center, staffed by one ranger, offered explanations of the reason for building a “dry dam” in this location. Dry as in there is no reservoir routinely backed up upstream of the dam, there are no turbines to generate power, just a dam to protect the region downstream from flooding. Four Corners in Rochester flooded about every seven years before the construction of the dam.
We moved on to tour the park from the northern end beginning with the western view of the dam and continued down to visit, briefly each of the significant overlooks and the three falls. We hiked down to the view of the Middle Falls from a stone bridge built by CCC in the thirties over the river. 137 steps down and back up resulted in my near total exhaustion. During our next walk to view the lower falls I begged off and let Yechiel and Josh go to the next overlook without me – see the distant picture of them from where I stopped.
Josh declared we had earned a hard cider, referring to a recommendation from the ranger to a hard cider place in Castile (note long I in Castile). We made a stop there in preparation for the drive back to Rochester. Highly recommend stopping at Three Falls Cidery in Castile both for the ambiance and the excellent selection of hard ciders.
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In Jewish tradition we say life expectancy is 3 score years and 10 or by reason of strength 4 score years. So at age 83 it is time for a second bar mitzvah.
I have consulted the Rabbi and the Temple B’rith Kodesh Calendar and we have agreed that Parashat Bereshit is the ideal time for me to do that. A quick translation: Parashat is the weekly reading from the Torah that enables us to read the entire Five Books of Moses each year; Bereshit is the very first portion of Genesis and the word is most commonly translated as “In the Beginning” although a wonderful friend who is no longer living insisted it be read as “In the Big Inning”. This year that reading falls on October 18 a mere one day after my actual birthday.
The event will probably include a small celebration on the preceding Friday night with some fun treats for attendees – this is called an Oneg Shabbat – Oneg for Joy. Saturday morning during the Torah service, I will be called to come up to read from the Torah. This requires some practice since only the consonants are written. It is assumed tht is sffcnt t knw wht th wrds r, in a language that I am not fluent in. After the service we will have an extended Kiddush (read that as grazing food and spirits and wine).
The entire service will be available on zoom for those of you unable to make it to Rochester NY. Sorry, we will not arrange to provide remote Kiddush, maybe when we get together at another time and place.
In other news the motorhome remains unsold. I have lowered the asking price – $79,900. We have a “Rochester car” a Hyundai Hybrid that should not have to experience winter driving for many years.
Missing from this blog – Jazz Fest 🙁 The extensive walking and large crowds are daunting. The festival has started and we took time today to drive to Canandaigua to see a performance by the Garth Fagan Dance Company. If you have forgotten, Garth received many awards for his choreography of Lion King. It was a wonderful performance.
Next Friday we will be attending the opening of the Fingerlakes Art Show. A Juried show and Rohma, our grandson’s partner, got a water color in. Hers was one of 90 accepted out of over 2000 submissions. We will be there to cheer her on when the Juror’s awards are announced. We will also get to vote in the Member’s Choice award. Here is a link to her web site and some of her work.
We are not sitting back and watching the world go by.
Not to hurry time. Not even particularly anxious, but waiting. Not for Godot either. Back in January as some may remember, we decided to keep our place in Jojoba Hills SKP Resort, but to replace GeeWhiz the 36 foot motorhome that has been our home on wheels since 2012 with a destination trailer, that is a trailer we do not plan to ever move once it is sited on our lot 801. We waited for word that it was in production. We waited for word that the dealer had it in Ohio. We waited for word that the driver was finally hooked up to the trailer and then we waited while he drove it across the country, pausing for a day in Kansas to avoid windstorms.
He pulled into the parking area outside our gates at midnight and waited for us to wakeup and come down to let him in. I had measured carefully and was almost sure the trailer would fit with our hard awning. It does, with no inches to spare. One slide out topper awning is pressing lightly against a support for the awning and the space on the utility side is barely adequate for all our connections. As I am writing this the electric, water and sewer are all working and I have no doubt that the internet and phone will be fine when I connect them tomorrow, Sunday May 4.
We are waiting, still. To sell the motorhome, to fly to Rochester on May 22 for our Summer and Fall sojourn in the community we are from.
There is other waiting as well. Not anticipation just acknowledging the passage of time.
That last post, mostly written by ChatGPT was accurate and totally without any sense of my own voice. I promise not to do that again.
Way too much time has passed since I have written anything. In that time we have had a tragedy in the park – a murder/arson – that fortunately ended with “only” the loss of one life; another Carol who was known and beloved and who never stopped working when others were falling over and the one site. We have had birthdays, in 80’s and 90’s and even some 70’s. We have had a peaceful transfer of power and somehow, now that I am no longer on the Board, I find myself chairing the Finance Committee.
Carol tries to keep up with all her activities and spent 5 days in hospital for cardiac problems. She is home and working as we prepare to replace the coach with a trailer. Here is a link to pictures of the new trailer on the dealer’s lot as sent by the salesman: https://www.couchsrvnation.com/inventory/view/30800 There is much more interior storage space and almost no external storage. Since we won’t be traveling in it the external storage space which we have used for campground essentials will not be missed. And it has a dishwasher!
We are only now seeing how much stuff we have accumulated that will not be transferred to the trailer or to our shed. Its not the stuff we use everyday and is readily visible, but stuff we have squirreled away in hidden compartments under the bed and behind the sofas. Some is just our inability to part with perfectly good things we don’t need, others are things we “may” need again someday. I think we have a minor case of packrat here, mostly me. We are making weekly trips to the “Yard Sale Shed” all this stuff will be offered in a massive yard sale run by the social group in the park in early October. Each year the sale nets over $15,000 which is used for social events in the park and to provide some benefit to the community around us.
I’ll stop here (actually did that yesterday) and post what I have, maybe I’ll even get back to writing more now.
Oh in case you missed it, here is a link to the for sale page for GeeWhiz
We left Mary Poppins in high spirits, It was a marvelous performance of a timeless wonderful musical. The next morning we prepared the coach for travel back to Jojoba Hills with some mixed feelings. This was likely to be the last time we hooked everything up for a road trip. After some negotiation with Carol we agreed to take the short route over the mountain with many switchbacks up the Palms to Pines Highway eventually bringing us through Anza to Aguanga. As we setup back on our site in Jojoba Hills we still were not sure of our next step.
Fast forward 3 weeks past a wonderful New Years Eve Dinner Dance in our Friendship Hall. Past one last Board Meeting as a board member. And past getting together with several members of the park who have a variety of trailers. What better way to shop than seeing units in use in the park and hearing from friends and neighbors about the pluses and minuses of their units. We noted that the most common new units in the park are Cottage Destination Trailers by Cedar Creek, a division of Forest River. Here is the floor plan of the trailer we decided on:
We are replacing the King bed with a Queen since that is what we are used to and it provides more space in the bedroom.
The order has been placed and we hope to see it delivered by late March or early April.
Shortly after our return from Palm Springs we got word the Bolt was finally ready to be picked up. I drove the Jeep to the shop and left it to have some dents and scratches sorted out and drove the Bolt home. I look forward to selling the Jeep and reclaiming our status as a one car household in California. We will need to buy something for use in Rochester. GeeWhiz will be placed on the market as soon as we have transferred our stuff to the trailer.
Today we drove to Julian, 6,000 feet up in the mountains. It is a former gold mining town that discovered apples when the gold played out and we brought home a Julian Apple Pie. We enjoyed the drive and Julian was mobbed on a sunny, warm, winter, Saturday.
On the 17th of December we left for a long planned rally of the only FRVC (formerly FMCA) chapter we still belong to. We have not been very active since most of their activities have been east of the Mississippi and mostly in Florida. When this Rally in Palm Desert was announced, we decided to participate without even considering the likely activities. We have spent plenty of time in the area and have been to most of the sights.
The chosen venue, Emerald Desert RV Resort is pricey, but it offers the amenities needed for a rally, comfortable spaces near a rally room where we can gather for meals and conversation. It also offers nearby (very nearby) I 10 and a transcontinental railroad main line with plenty of traffic to keep us alert. Often when the big trains role through, the coach actually rocks.
But I get distracted. No RV trip seems to be complete without some sort of equipment mishap! About 45 minutes into a supposed 2 hour trip I got a fault alarm that a leveling jack was not fully retracted. A stop in a pull out let me determine that there was a problem that was not a show stopper, but I needed to silence the alarm which meant crawling under the dash to find a small annunciator and unscrew one connection. This took more time that it would have if I was 10 years younger. On to the rally with the alarm silenced. West Wind will come to our site in Jojoba Hills on Thursday to fix it.
Meals with the gang, all of whom are younger than us, have been fun. However the wonderful food is not generally on either of our diets. When the gang went off to tour the wind turbine farm we stayed back because we had done that with the Poleshuks several years ago. The next day they were going to take the tram to the top of the mountain and have lunch, neither Carol nor I felt the urge to repeat that experience. She elected to stay back while Bob and I went to the Palm Springs Air Museum. Once there we split up and I got to read labels and talk to many docents who were eager to share about the planes they were stationed near. I was particularly interested in the B17 “Memphis Belle” which was used in the movie of the same name. It is in the process of being completely rebuilt with the engine covers off and various major pieces, like the tail assembly, removed for repair.
Friday night we all went to Shabbat services at Temple Sinai (maybe the most common name for a Reform Temple). 15 of us were greeted and welcomed by members at a pre service oneg (happy time). The service was lively and very musical as the Cantorial Soloist, Wayne Abravanel, lead the singing from his seat at the piano and Rabbi David Novak lead a very relaxed and friendly service with a wonderful retelling of the Chanukah Story from a more realistic perspective than the children’s story. Dinner followed for the congregation and Carol and I had the privilege of sitting with the rabbi and cantor.
We are planning to go to a gallery or two as soon as we have some lunch. Tonight we will have dinner together with a football game on in the background then go off to Mary Poppins as a group.
As we traveled It was becoming clear that driving cross country was no longer as much fun as it had been over the years. When we left Las Cruces, it was obvious all we wanted was to be off the road. We stopped at Saguaro SKP Resort in Benson AZ for the night. We rolled out early (for us) and sort of thought about going all the way to Peg Leg Road near Borrego Springs. We pulled in there just at dusk after 7 hours on the road. Since this a bare hunk of desert, setup consisted of leveling with the jacks and putting out the slides. In the morning we reversed the setup and Carol took us over the mountain pass to Jojoba Hills SKP Resort in just over an hour.
We considered this her last shift at the wheel as we had decided to sell the coach and release our site in the Spring. Enough, or so we thought. On Thanksgiving day we were driving to LA to be with Yechiel and Miriam K for the holiday. I suggested that we reconsider leaving Jojoba altogether. We knew we would need to have someplace to go when winter got to be too much for us and what better place than our winter home. As we talked it became clear that neither of us really want to leave Jojoba yet.
For now, the plan is to keep the coach on our site and fly in to use it in the winter and continue to be part of Jojoba Hills community for the time being. All of this planning is made with the knowledge that people plan and God laughs, but without a plan where is the humor?
We had a great time in Dallas visiting friends and battling road construction to get anyplace. Also rain which found its way into the coach in a couple of places dampened our pleasure.
We had a lovely Shabbat with Deb Friedman and Scott Mackler going to Kabbalat Shabbat and then out to dinner. We mostly spent time catching up on 10 years and talking about our plans for the next 10 years. Given the rain and traffic I agreed that Uber was the way to get around Dallas with the least strain. It was great, I was even able to have a drink at dinner without worrying about driving.
Saturday we got in the car and drove to Aubrey TX, just north of Dallas, to visit with Dora. For those who don’t remember Dora was the aide who took care of my Mom in the Jewish Home for five years as the primary daily caregiver. We had become quite close and have visited with her as travels and time permit for the ensuing 13 years.
Fortunately the rains stopped and the interior of the coach dried out as we continued west with a stop in Clyde TX, just east of Abilene at a Boon Dockers Welcome home where we managed to add another stripe on the Jeep getting out the gate. The next stop was Monahans Sand Hill State Park just west of Odessa where we arrived early with no reservation and got a great spot. The Ranger who spotted us after we setup told us we needed to stop at the office (4 miles back) to pay for our stay. We have usually arrived after the office closed and just took what we could find and paid the Iron Ranger (a lockbox with forms to complete). We needn’t have worried as the park remained almost empty – 3 other campers in the place. I had disconnected the car and driven back to the office to secure the site and pay.
Since leaving Dallas we have been following the route of the Union Pacific RR and finally managed to camp within 250 yards of the track for a night in Van Horn TX. This town is wedged between the railroad line and I 10. Great white noise for sleeping with the exception of the occasional train horn. We actually sleep fairly well and find the silence of the desert a bit disconcerting.
The route from Monahans brought us through El Paso – OY. We lost an hour to an accident which forced all four lanes of traffic off onto the frontage road for one exit. Then as we got rolling into NM there was another significant slowdown costing another 20 minutes. We were very happy to pull into Hacienda RV by 3 PM and just setup and rest.
Oh, the roof leak! We have spent enough time in Las Cruces over the years to know a really good mobile RV Tech, Richards RV Service. With the hope that he was still around, I called the number in my phone and got in touch with Richard. As I am writing he has just left after sealing all the penetrations in the roof. This is something I have done faithfully every 6 months until the last couple of years. I am no longer willing to climb a ladder up to the 12′ foot high roof. Falling would really hurt. While he was here he verified that the problem with the windshield washer is the pump has failed. If he can find one in town he will bring it back and install it.
We are here until Saturday morning. When we leave we will have three nights more to get to Jojoba Hills on Tuesday morning. I doubt I will make the 10 AM Board working meeting, but you never know.