Sassafras Festival

Kent finds a nearby festival in San Augustine.  It sounds like a great way to spend a few hours on a beautiful Saturday.  Off we go.  It has a lot of the regular small town fall festival attractions: a car show, a kid’s costume parade and contest, BBQ competition, a dunk tank, church bake sales, crafters, face painting, and here in TX, gun raffles!   It is surprising how popular they are as fundraisers.

We watch a bit of the costume judging and a kids version of mechanical bull riding….something else decidedly Texan; then sample brisket (delicious) and ribs (not bad).  I have never seen fried Reese’s Peanut Butter cups and cannot resist.  They are gooey and yummy.  We try the namesake sassafras, a syrupy sweet tea.  A bit like root beer or cream ale but not really my thing.  Small town festivals never fail to entertain.  It was a fun outing

Slow start to the fishing

The lake is 4 foot below normal pool with lots of stickups at and just below the surface.  Chop and turbid water caused by high, gusty winds make visibility terrible.  We venture out once but spend more time bumping off timber than moving forward.  Kent makes the call to stay here in the bay at camp.  It is a lovely place to float and enjoy the warm sunny weather but we don’t have much luck fishing.  I caught the only one; a fair-sized catfish…it is back in the water just as fast as Kent can get it off the hook!

Eagles chipping and great blue heron squawks are heard every morning and evening.  Great egrets put on a ballet in the evening as they vie for the best perch just off shore.  A group of belted kingfishers call our bay home.  They chatter and dart among the lakeside branches.  There are cormorants aplenty and we spot deer along the far shore.  We have lovely view across the lake from camp.

Moving on

We drop south pretty quickly trying to avoid some early cold weather.  Still we find mornings in the 30s as we break the drive into manageable pieces with stops in Wytheville, VA  (a Walmart boondock), in Gadsden, AL at Noccalulu Falls Park, and in Roosevelt SP just east of Jackson MS.

Hitting the road

To close out our stay with Mike and Tracy they treat us to breakfast at the Secret Vegan Cafe.  We have tried a couple other times but their hours are a bit unpredictable.  It works out today.  It is a nice place just to hang for a leisurely breakfast and the egg and sausage breakfast sandwich is great.  She made a special batch of beignets just for us (her first customers that morning).  Once home we say our goodbyes – always kind of difficult – then we are off.

First stop – York, PA.  It is a chance to catch up with Bob and LouAnn and even check in with Molly, Clark and, Harlow.  We catch a bit of an Auburn game – a Wasik-Arnold tradition.

I get a start on Halloween costumes.

A little more granddaughter time!

The plan is Oct 7th thru the 12th to hang out in Kingston but we get a bonus day with Willa.  The 5th is a school holiday so she is going to join us out at Kenneth Wilson in the motorhome for the day.  Kent picks her up after school and gathers the needed plunder from home to stay ‘til school on the 6th.  It is cold and rainy nearly the whole stay but we find stuff to do.  Willa’s big project is making a dolly for Hazel for her birthday.  She accomplishes it with minimal assistance from Nana.  Check it out!

The stay is a first for Willa in that it is a no services site, no power.   There is nearly no moon and only distant lights from the restroom building.  Night is dark, as in can’t-see-your-hand-in-front-of-your-face dark.  Not ideal for a night light girl!  We burn a few batteries and the first night is a bit restless but we work through it.  We get a couple breaks in the weather for some playground time and even a bit of a hike.  We climb a fire tower.   Twice.  A big hit with Willa.  It is a beautiful morning as she heads back to school.  We had a great time.  Willa too, I think.  We look forward to her next stay.

Kent and I spend the next few days hanging out with the kids and their kids.  There are a few odds and ends wrapping up projects and getting ready for winter.  Kent helps hang Hazel’s birthday present, a swing.  We take in a bit of the Italian Festival where music is the highlight: Vivaldi’s Winter on the accordion (don’t laugh it was amazing) and a fantastic bluegrass group. Check out his unique bass drum.  I have the itch to create a travel schedule built around music festivals!

I intended to finish the kids Halloween costumes but played too much.  I will sew on the road and mail them in time for trick or treat.

Happy Birthday Hazel

Family and friends cheer Hazel on as she checks out her smash cake and later as she opens gifts (with lots of help from Big Sis).  I seems like it was just yesterday when I first held her.  There are flashbacks to Willa’s first birthday too.  It is wonderful to watch them come into their own but I do wish time would slow just a bit.  I’d like to savor these moments a little longer.

 

I have the honor of being baker.   A moist apple cinnamon cake (the flavor a nod to Hazel’s taste for apples) is covered with cinnamon buttercream icing.  Smash cake decoration is all Hazel too, a field of grass dotted with clover and dandelions­. She snatches up a fistful of grass anytime she can get close enough to it.  She seems to appreciate the buttercream version as well.  A three-tier layer cake wrapped in LOTS more cinnamon buttercream goes over well with the rest of the guests.  We step up the “party factor” of Willa’s slice with some sprinkles.

Kent continues his tradition of wooden toy building.   Check out Hazel with her duckie pull toy. Willa’s 1st b’day grasshopper makes an appearance for some cross-kitchen racing.   Willa presents her hand-made dolly and we a stuffed bat adopted as a symbol of support to Bat Conservation International and their work to preserve essential habitat for bats and other animals that share it.  A little unconventional I suppose but seems in line with her love of the outdoors.

Kingston Bound

It is 36F when we get up.  It is time to head south.  We will get as far as Kenneth Wilson near Kingston today and spend about a week.  We will help celebrate Hazel’s first birthday then it is on toward Texas for the winter.

One more booster!

We are rule followers and really hate to be sick, so off we go to get one more COVID booster.  It was just approved and the local Walgreens has time slots.  Let’s get this done.

Star Trek

Ok, I can’t resist the gas station lady’s invitation.  We are going to the Star Trek Museum.  Admittedly, my expectations are pretty low but I just have to see what they have.  I was sooooo wrong.  The place is amazing and everyone involved in it so enthusiastic and filled with series information that one can’t help but get pulled in.   The sets are not original but meticulously recreated versions of those used during the series filming . I get flashbacks from episodes as we walk set to set..a transporter room, the main saucer hall, Bone’s sick bay, Kirk’s quarters, engineering, a turbo-lift, and the bridge.  Take a look at me in the captain’s chair…Kent too!

Our guide reminds us that all the Trekkies have Lucille Ball to thank for Star Trek’s very existence.  She produced and pitched two very expensive pilots convinced the series was right for Desi-Lu Productions.  Her persistence paid off.  Star Trek the series came to be.

Incidentally, we met the guy who owns the place.  He was sitting in the front lobby literally watching paint dry as he was personally rebuilding one of the Enterprise Bridge sets.  Interestingly he also spent some 30 years as an Elvis impersonator.  He still sports the hairdo.  It takes all kinds!

If you have even a passing interest you have to check this place out.

We go for lunch out again today.  We try the Hot Biscuit Diner in Ticonderoga.  It is breakfast all day on Sundays.  Not bad.

Fort Ticonderoga

The fort has a long and interesting military history that ended in its destruction followed by years of neglect.  Fortunately, reconstruction is well underway and the enthusiastic kids giving tours seem well informed. We enjoy our walk through.  Some of the fort-life demonstrations are done for the season but they still have cooking, cannon and small arms demonstrations.

The big draw this weekend is the Horse and Harvest Festival.  There are craft booths and delicious food truck BBQ but the main theme is the role of horses in military life through the years.  A pair of oxen yoked and ready to work mostly model patience and serenity while chewing their cud.  We do see them drag a log up to the split rail fence demo area.  A team of Belgians is seemingly content to pull wagon loads of visitors.  Spirited saddle horses bravely demonstrate their role as transportation and as partners in battle as calvary men fire from the saddle.  The entire affair is a great primer on the evolution of American fighting forces from the French Indian War, through the War of 1812 on thru the Revolutionary War.

The final demo is a fox hunt; the modern, kinder version.  12 horsemen, 11 dogs, and a scent dragger person (they have a real name but I can’t recall it) take to the fields to show us how it is done.  There are a few hiccups but we get the gist of it.   The scent dragger takes a head start to lay out the trail.  Soon the hunt master shouts the hunt is on and the dogs set off yipping, fanning out then regrouping in search of the scent.  Once found, the real barking begins as they and all the horsemen take off at a full run zigging and zagging hot on the trail.  It all ends when the dogs find the scent dragger and get treats.  Beasts and riders all seemed to have great fun.  Today’s event is complicated by traffic crossing the scent trail, including the aforementioned BBQ truck, and the throng of ill-prepared spectators (including us) some accompanied by their own befuddled pets standing in the hunt path.  It is a first for us as Fox Hunt spectator.

We stop at a local soft serve place, the Wind-Chill Factory on the way home.  The sundaes are yummy.