Christmastime!

Family time in the Big Easy. We are spending a week in a Hosteeva rental condo just off St Charles Ave. in New Orleans. Brian, Johnna, Kent and I make it a road trip as we drive in from Houston (thanks Johnna for taking on the chore of chauffeur for the week) while Mike, Tracy and Willa take to the air from New York. By evening the 21st we are all settling in at our home for the week. Laid back time includes decorating the traveling Christmas tree (mostly cheering on Willa as she decorates the tree – fantastic), icing cookies and a gingerbread sleigh and reindeer (a cute but short-lived result), assembling an elephant puzzle, silly fun team games, and strolls up and down St. Charles. Nana and Grandpa make the most of Willa time taking walks, blowing bubbles and just finding fun anywhere we can. Our family exchange this year involved each of us anonymously donating an item that best represented our 2019 to a grab bag. We drew those items and attempted to determine who contributed it and what it represented for their year. It provided a fun way to get a little insight into each other’s lives. It was unanimous, we should do it again some time. We do a bit of cooking: burritos, corn chowder (nice job Mike), pizza, and stuffed roasted squash (thanks Tracy) for dinners. Mike’s cinnamon rolls make a perfect breakfast for Kent’s bday and his Vegan Derby pie the bday “cake”. Vegan baked French toast was a hit as well. We do some eating out; Café De Mond coffee and beignets of course, some fantastic etouffee, beans and rice, jambalaya and gumbo at a hole in the wall joint, the Bayou Bistro, gourmet hotdogs (the kids found this place while they wandered the Quarter), awesome drinks and Vegan dishes at the Green Goddess and a meat eaters fix of burgers at the Trolley Café. We take in some quintessential NOLA French Quarter entertainment: a very talented violin player showing his skills in Jackson Square, a wonderful high energy live band out on the street, and Music Box Village a unique artistic stop where we can “play” the actual structures and make music. Very cool. Kids night out involved a sampling of clubs. It IS the coastal south and huge live oaks line the lanes and canopy the walks in City park. It is a beautiful place to stroll anytime but even more magical at Christmastime when the trees are lighted with displays ranging from graceful and romantic to odd and whimsical. The NO Aquarium is pretty spectacular. At first Willa is a bit overwhelmed by the huge tanks and oddly lit spaces but before long warms to it making for a great visit. I get my Sazerac fix and a wonderful special treat when Brian and Mike take me out to the nearby Avenue Bar for a little Mom and son time. Perfect. It has been a great week. Kent and I are enormously blessed to have time with our entire family together. There is no greater gift.

One more gathering, Christmas in Pennsylvania. Merry First Christmas Harlow. We gather with Bob, Lou Ann, Molly, Clark, newest addition Harlow, and Carol. More cookies, great food, a fair amount of football, and a chance to catch up on what’s happening with everyone. It is a great closing to our holiday Season. Love and hugs to everyone.

Wiener dog races

Hilarious.  It is more like simultaneous wandering.  The gates fly open to release the hounds and they run in circles, rub noses, sniff everything, and generally do just about anything except move toward the finish line.  Owners sit at the finish line and encourage at the top of their lungs but a dachshund goes where a dachshund goes.  Heats end with owners scurrying around the race track gathering up their wayward charges.  All this plus craft booths, food trucks, butterfly releases, and a scare crow competition at the Jasper, Texas Butterfly Festival.  

Lake time

Eagles chatter and soar from their perches high in the pines right here in camp.  Monarch butterflies tumble in the gusty lake breezes.  The fish are even biting, a least a few of them.  

Back on the road

Finally, it is Fall in Texas.  Daytime highs are now in the 70s and 80s and overnights in the 50s and 60s.  About perfect.  We have settled into a site at Lake Rayburn and hope to do some fishing.  We will let you know how the fishing pans out.

Ok, all is back to “normal”

The Focus is back to its old self – shinny bright red and hail dent free.  We picked it up September 26.

We picked up the motorhome yesterday, October 3.   We still have some reorganizing to do but it is nice to be back in our own bed!

The trip home with the motorhome was somewhat eventful since they failed to secure the turbocharger output line properly.  About halfway to our campsite it blew off and the motorhome immediately lost most of it’s power.  Luckily it was a quick fix, and we were back on the road. Fortunately, it did not happen in the mayhem that is Houston traffic, we were north on the two-lane interstate with a handy exit.

The annoying part: everyone took MUCH longer than they promised!!!

The fun part: we got to stay at Brian and Johnna’s the last 10 days of our homeless period.  We did some cooking, some puttering around the house and yard, and spent an evening at the Fort Bend Fair that included some usual finds: funnels cakes, turkey legs and some of those twisty potato chips and one activity entirely new to us, mutton bust’n.  If you ever get a chance don’t miss it.  The event features little kids (a max weight of 55 pounds) clinging to the back of a sheep as they are released into the arena.  Longest ride is the winner.  Rodeo clowns scoop the kids up about as soon as they hit the dirt and raise them on their shoulders to wave to the crowd.  Some look thrilled at the experience and some not so much.  Expressions range from broad, proud smiles to teary eyes.  Maybe it has something to do with whether they have to pour dirt out of your helmet and facemask?!  

We checked out Brazos Bend State park.  Yep, they still have alligators.  We drove through San Bernard National Wildlife Refuge just to scope it out.  We are set to volunteer there starting in November.  It is about an hour from Rosenberg so we hope to be able to spend some of our off time with the kids.    

Still waiting

And now it is raining A LOT

The body shop has now stretched Focus repairs to over two weeks and no word yet on when they will even start on the Motorhome.   Obviously, the International Truck repair shop isn’t looking for any referrals from us for motorhome work or even a passing grade review.  Stay tuned for how this all works out

Aluminum teepee vs Ironteepee

This is taking a lot of adjustment.  The motorhome is in the shop for engine repairs so we are “tent” camping for a week, maybe two.  The high incidence of biting ants, another fine Texas attribute, has led us to actually sleep in the boat to stay up off the ground.  The cover supported by lathe stays creates a Conestoga wagon-like space.  We have our backpacking air mattresses and with lows at night in the 70s we definitely don’t need sleeping bags.  We are back to a cooler and ice, no frig.  Cooking on charcoal and the Coleman backpacker stove.  Middle of the night potty stops are down the road…they do have running water and showers.  When it rains, we hide out in the car, actually the rental SUV.  Remember, the Focus is in the shop.  This will certainly be a couple weeks to remember.        

More south Texas creepy critters

Close to home here in Livingston, a water snake of some sort patrols the lake shore.  Guess they like the bathwater-like temperature!

A bit east and north, alligators.  We have heard through the years that there are some in the backwaters of Lake Livingston but have never seen them here.  They are certainly in nearby B. A. Steinhagen Lake!  The Corp of Engineers has that lake drawn down for repairs to the dam. The low water has brought the gators out into the open.  Martin Dies Jr State Park lies along it’s shore and in the few hours we spend exploring the park we see at least half a dozen of them.  None are huge but this is one more lake I won’t be sticking my toes or anything else in.  

Southeast Texas in September

Late summer at Lake Livingston.  The water is very warm so the fishing is not impressive.  Catfish are the only thing biting and then only the little ones that aren’t hook savy yet.  It is a little action and better than nothing but we have thrown them all back.  Watching the big waders has been fun, Great Blue Heron, Night Heron, and egrets all mill along the shore of the bay here in camp.  We have seen eagles and osprey soaring overhead and have heard screech and barred owls in the night.  Several does and their fawns call the park home and wander among the campgrounds during the evening and early morning.  Overall it is plenty warm here; make that miserable, sticky hot.  We have had a streak with “feels like” temperatures well into the 100s so enjoyable outdoor time is limited to early morning and evening.  Our air conditioning is getting a workout!

One good thing about all this moisture in the air, sunsets are lovely nearly every night. 

Wildlife at Big Thicket.  Up before sunrise we get in a hike at the Big Sandy Unit of Big Thicket National Preserve.  The trail winds through thickly forested bottomland along Big sandy Creek. We catch glimpses of deer as they move through open glades.  We come upon a huge group of feral hogs that includes lots of babies, many a cute spotted black and white, that alternately scurry and freeze as they sense us near them.  Before long we hear the mommy huffing and sending out staccato grunts to call them her way.  Off they run.  They are awfully cute but we know they cause tons of damage as they root up everything in these wild areas.  The numbers of deer and pigs pale in comparison to those of the most prevalent beasties here, spiders.  Oh my gosh they are everywhere and they are really big. Their webs are spectacular to look at but sticky, creepy and annoying when we get caught up in them.  Throw in a handful of little bitty snakes and it adds up to an interesting but not real relaxing walk.  We meet a local trail crew as we were finishing up.  Their advice, “If you are going to hike more in the area be on the lookout for rattlesnakes.  There are big ones around here.”   Hmm…  

Wildlife

Travel is better today and we make it as far Cas El Rancho campground in Deming.  It is a small fenced compound within free-range grazing land.  I climbed out and opened the gate to enter and closed it again behind us, as instructed by the sign on the gate.  As the sun sets, a handful of free-range locals come to visit. 

The next morning some indigenous locals make an appearance, scaled quail.  I love the sounds they make.