The other two houses are along the TN side of the mountains but about 4 hours south of our current camp. Our local realtor enlisted assistance from a knowledgeable associate in that area who met us at the 1st candidate. It is a winner: log with lots of great interior wood detail, great-room living space feel, cozy, two bedrooms plus a big loft all on a quiet private lot. The second candidate is a barn-like structure and further back into the National Forest. Intriguing. We look at it for about 3 minutes and rule it out. Interesting and quirky; but, no. We wander back toward civilization via some really forgotten roads (thank you Garmin). Once we acquire a cell signal, we call the realtor to confirm our intent to make an offer on today’s house #1. We learn that the seller has another offer but they will hold their decision until 4PM the next day. Bummers. We make the long trek back to camp arriving after 10PM and crash for the night. The next morning our offer goes in and the waiting begins. It seems like an eternity until Saturday evening at around 8PM when we learn our offer has been accepted. We got it! The process begins.
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House hunting begins anew
During our time in NY Lynn has spent many hours scouring home listings and put 6 on the “got to see” list. One went off the market while we were away. With a bit more research, we determine another is actually near the county landfill and located on flat ground on a lovely treed lot but surrounded by hayfields. It comes off the list as well. Our wonderful realtor set our visits and we preview 2 log homes near Mountain City. One is really big with 4 bedrooms and a two-car garage but it took 4-wheel drive to get up the gravel driveway. Ugh! The 2nd is pretty nice except the kitchen is small and feels isolated (not the great room layout we are going for), there was very little level ground to park, and no room to add a shop. It stays on the possible list but we have two more to review.
We hang out in Kingston a while
Both girls stay with their regular routines; school for Willa and all-day daycare for Hazel. A couple of snow days and late starts give us a little extra time with Willa. We used one of those bonus times for her to bake a beautiful three tier cake. Wonderful, delicious and beautiful. We built an indoor obstacle course, great fun for everyone.
Weekends offer up some fun times. Hazel and Granpa go to gymnastics where Granpa gets an opportunity to work on his pre-school gymnastic support. We head for the Wooden Wheel Roller Skating Rink. Still a little practice needed but skills are improving. With skating, bounce house and some yummy ice cream, a good time is had by all.
Mike prepares a delicious going away dinner, mushroom wellington and mashed pots with a fantastic gravy (actually Ravigote-that I remember the name only because it morphed to rabid goat in my brain). The meal rounds out with a bubbly prosecco toast to a great visit and black raspberry shortcake. Lovely.
All too soon it is time for Granpa and Nana to get back to Tennessee and search for the elusive log cabin home. With a slightly delayed start for goodbyes, arrival at the motorhome is well after dark (723 miles in 12 1/2 hours on the road). We find all well and settle in for the night. De-winterizing will wait till tomorrow.
How about some cousin time
Hazel and Willa have not seen Harlow for quite some time so on the long MLK weekend school lets out on Friday we pick up Willa and trek to PA. The trip goes well and they have “the best meal ever” at a Burger King along the way. It is off to bed in anticipation of Saturday’s visitors.
All have great visits Saturday and Sunday then it is back to NY on Monday for Tuesday’s school. A couple of RR breaks along the highway lengthen the trip home but another “best meal ever” included another Impossible whopper at Burger King.
North to NY
We are up early and it is 34 and raining when the alarm goes off. A quick meal and we start winterization of the motorhome. Forecast is very cold for the next few weeks so, we put the compressor inside the motorhome (to spare the neighbors some noise) and blow the water out of the system then install the antifreeze and dump the tanks. All done and on the road by 8am. It all goes pretty quickly but we are cold from the adventure. As we travel on, the rain and fog continue and there are vehicles irregularly parked off the interstate. Looks like we are following the slick rainy weather north in the Shenandoah Valley. Traffic associated with wet road and accidents along the way delay our arrival in New Salem about an hour. The next day’s travel is much nicer and we arrive in Kingston without delay. Greetings are heartwarming and make the trip really worth it.
New Years
A quiet (and bit early) toast at home. It is going to be a year full of changes!
A quick extended family visit
We are up and off to Bob Evans breakfast then to Uncle Bill’s for a visit. He is thrilled for company. He is doing OK but lonesome at home by himself. We all enjoy catching up then we are once again northward bound and stuck in Orlando traffic. It is stop and go off and on for the rest of the way to Savanah GA. Tomorrow, we head on to NC.
Everybody off to the airport.
Kingston Sayres leave first-on time. They make their transfer in Baltimore and arrive home pretty much on time. Brian, a little later departure, is significantly delayed. Uh oh. He runs through the Austin airport and makes his flight to Houston, whew. Everybody is home safely. Meanwhile, we drive our first leg of the return trip stopping in Lake Wales, Florida.
Three more days in the Keys
Weather is a bit fickle but we manage to squeeze in a lot of fun.
We try kayaks for everyone. Willa, Hazel and I in one tandem, Kent and Brian in a second and Mike and Tracy the third. We cruise a loop around Curry Hammock State Park through a curly mangrove tunnel and a stop on a quiet beach to build sand castles. By midday the sun is really blazing down and the cool ocean feels nice. Hazel just loves the beach. Willa takes to the deeper water with Mom. It is a fun, full day. We get back home just in time for dinner.
Willa painted with a dolphin at the Dolphin Research Center. She and Mom held the canvas and Sandy wielded the brush with bright pink and purple paint. It was fun to watch too. There were other dolphin training sessions and we enjoyed ice cream treats. Hazel didn’t have the best day. She was a real trooper and napped much of the day on Granpa between mummers of “it hurts” and “ouchee” because of what must have been really painful diaper rash. Back home, it was pool time in the afternoon. Willa learned to swim. Granpa picked up some super Butt cream at the grocery. Hazel started feeling better within just minutes. We posed for family Christmas pics on the beach. Played whipped cream games and toasted the Holidays with a bit of bubbly.
Nana and Granpa head to the Aquarium with the girls. Touch tanks were a hit. Hazel touched a stingray and Willa a star fish. We watched spiney lobsters gobble down calamari rings, fed fish tails to the rays, and food pellets to bright blue colored fish and pelicans. There was time for a little cookie baking. Willa did the rolling and both the cutting out and later icing. Fun and delicious. We close out our trip with dinner out at Sparky’s Landing. Food was delicious. We tried another version of key lime pie. Seating was out along the water (jackets required tonight) and there was even live entertainment. We discovered another Hazel favorite, cocktail cherries. Once home, Willa checked the pool temperature. She’d been pleading to swim just one more time before we left. Her call, its warm enough. Granpa, Tracy and Willa don suits and head on out. Hazel askes for a bubble bath and had just gotten in when they return. It had been fewer than 10 minutes. It is tooooo cold. They just barely got wet. Warm bathes and they are both off to bed.
Christmas Day
Willa is up at sunrise watching from her bed. Sunrises are glorious seen over the ocean and how convenient to see them from your bed in your jammies. Suddenly its “Oh wait, today is Christmas.” “Let’s get up and check on Santa.” She first checks on the cookies and carrots. Yes, Santa has been here, let the party begin. As the rest of the house rouses, Willa patiently checks out the stockings and confirms presents that belong to each. More gifts have arrived. Everyone is up. The opening begins. The girls are pleased with the single serve pickles (Willa) and olives (Hazel) included in their stockings. There is a quiet afternoon and dinner then a tooter concert by all. Once the kids are off to bed there is the exchange of “phantom Santa gifts” between the adults. Thanks for the idea, Tracy. It was fun. A 3-D picture display (Brian to me), A Raspberry programmable module (Mike to Dad), classic Lego kit (Mom to Mike), a getaway to New Orleans (Tracy to Brian). A heated vest (Dad to Tracy).