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DAY 138 – 01/30/2013 – It Fell From the Sky!

Ponder your Winter.  Grey skies, wet sidewalks, dirty cars and cold fingers.  Maybe even fumbled car keys in the frigid dark, frozen locks and dead batteries.  Imagine the only way moisture came down from above was in that classic Northeast style.  Yup, cloudy grey, damp, and near 100% humidity at 31 degrees, then rain.  Its freezes on bushes, branches and grass.  Pretty sight in small doses, but add the extremes like in Maine and you’ve got downed trees and powerlines across your commute!  Yes, if all Winter precipitation were rain and freezing rain, the world would be a different place.

But that’s not the only way it falls.  It falls as snow!  The eskimos have “hundreds” of names for it, (although this is disputed by Wiki).  And in Colorado, nearly everyone follows the weather.  Commerce depends on snow.  Summer cities 200 miles away depend on the gradual delivery from the snowpack.  So this week as the snow came again after more than a week without, people were abuzz.  Interstate Route 70 West was filling up.   Smartphones everywhere ticked the totals at the resorts.  People planned their drop ins.  Snowfall ranged from 2-4″ at Cooper, 7-8″ at Beaver Creek, to 29″ down at Silverton.

GREEN Trees and Thin snow: had to watch out for early season rocks. (Jan 24)

GREEN Trees and Thin snow: even had to watch out for early season rocks. (Jan 24)

Look at it Now!  (Feb 1)

Look at it Now! (Feb 1)

We were fortunate enough to have a standing invitation Wednesday to join a wonderful friend at Beaver Creek to stay in her condo during her vacation.  Her brother, some extended family and friend have annual trips to ski there.  We, of course typically take vacations like theirs too.  But this time we were Trampers, just visiting from the middle of our voyage.

A perspective I hadn’t recognized follows us now.  On all my previous ski trips, I lobby for long trips of more than 7 days, wake up for first tracks and close the lifts.  On the voyage, I’ve set this mode aside.  We wake without alarms, ski a little or a lot.

View from Monarch Ridge, top of Panorama lift.

View from Monarch Ridge, top of Panorama lift.

Winter is HERE!

Winter is HERE!

Monarch operates in San Isabel National Forest

Monarch operates in San Isabel National Forest

We arrived in Beaver Creek, settled into the beautiful condo and waited for Megan.  Plans had already been laid out for all of us, we were riding the 8:00 shuttle to catch the lifts as they opened.  The overall village arrangement includes “a million beds” and free shuttle services to avoid parking hassles and fees.  This meant leaving the condo in ski boots with sandwiches in pockets.  Lately we’ve been at such small places that we park 50-100 feet from the door on the bottom floor of the lodge and carry our boots in knapsack bags into the sack-lunch area to dress.  (The next day, Thursday, inside of the Ski Cooper cafeteria there were 11 other people total at 10:30 AM)

Where do we go first?

Where do we go first?

At Beaver Creek, clearly a fabulous and delightfully diverse mountain, the Trampers suffered culture shock.  We were amazed traversing the connectors of that big mountain.  I was humbled as I stood on the ledge of the Screech Owl Jump along the Birds of Prey men’s Downhill course.  Those Olympians are SO, SO amazingly out of my league.  We felt as we were skiing in a city, a big bustling city.  We had fun, but felt our budget could be spared any more days of full-price/big mountain lift tickets.  Maybe we can spend that hundred on dogsled rides?  We chose to ski only one day there, then head back to our beloved Monarch where our season pass continues.

Most fortunately we loved our visit and hosts.  Megan’s family was in the Vacation Mode.  You know the one.  Each person injects his or her expectations and the clock cannot and will not stop anything from fitting in.  Apres ski, hot tub, happy hour, dinners and best of all; wine and cheese in their room.  We went by, and thoroughly enjoyed the evening of chat, tasty box wine, yummy cheeses and snacks.  The chat is MY favorite.  Each of us seemed prompted to share a tale or story of some notoriety, many from or fed by skiing and the lifelong love thereof.  Surrounding the fires of memory we shared the oral tradition in all its glory.  All of us laughed therapeutically and hard.

My only regret was that all our searches during the ski day for the leeward relief from wind, the best snow or the best trails to share detoured us from sharing runs with anyone but our more direct host, Megan.  Even then, our search blurred some of the blissful runs.

All-in-all, I hadn’t realized how unlike a vacation the Tramper Voyage is.  We’ve set an alarm only 2 or 3 times in as many months.  Ski for an hour or all day with our cheap picnic squeezed in the sack-lunch area.  Skip a day, have a soak, or take a hike instead.  And scarcely squeeze anything extra into the days.  Even shopping or going 15 miles into town is spontaneous and barely weekly.  We sure are enjoying this and hope the picture stays with us to color our future lives, and vacations.

Jumping for Joy!

Jumping for Joy!

– David

Tidbits and Systems: Inside the Tramper

Temperature Regulation

While renovating the old beast I knew it had to provide a comfortable safe haven from all weather.  I towed it to the Catskills and tested the Wave 3, catalytic furnace in the original trailer without insulation.

Wave 3

Wave 3

This little furnace is 93% efficient, it burns propane on a catalytic grid and emits only CO2 and water.  No carbon monoxide, just need to keep venting in a little air.  Pretty handy in a space this small.  The old flame, blower, and chimney propane furnaces are less than 30% efficient. And considerably bigger.

The Wave easily established and maintained the interior just above 50 degrees Farhenhite.  Quite tolerable for a camp weekend, but needed improvement for a long journey.  Underneath the pretty amber birch walls I added 1 1/2″ foam insulation and, most importantly, foil-bubble-foil all around.  Similar to the stuff used for those silver windshield sunshades,  this reflects “our heat” back in where it belongs.  We are noticeably warmer with a lot less effort.  camper progress 035 camper progress 021No cold breeze over your shoulder.  Helps out in the desert or high heat areas too.  The inside never exceeded 80 degrees on a killer sunny Florida day or August in our driveway.

On this New Years Eve we experienced not only record cold more than 10 below zero, but also constant high winds.  We were cozy under our sleeping bag, a ZERO degree Teton bag capable of Winter tent camping.  So far we’ve only used it as a quilt though, one of two bags that can zip together if we were ever actually cold.

We could see curtain movement beside those lovely old jalousie windows.  To make a decision here we had to wait and explore our longer-term parking arrangement.  As we are now parked facing South, our two biggest windows keep the place “solar-warmed” all day long.  Really, arriving back from skiing on a 10 degree day, we have to vent out some heat.  I sealed all sun-facing windows with clear plastic sheeting to collect sun all day.  Thus retained the ability to insert our foils at night over them too for an inexpensive “triple-glazing”.  The North facing windows are only double-glazed with the foils taped directly into the screen frame.

Its so warm and cozy we had to leave the “kitchen window” unsealed so we can add or subtract the foil but not seal so tightly.  Its amazingly comfortable in the Tramper.  The only other addition I made yesterday was to carpet the whole interior.  We had only throw rugs, but now my feet are so much more comfy on the complete carpet.  $19 at Walmart for a 5 X 7 space rug cut in half and trimmed into place.  I even put down a free carpet pad a-la-cardboard.

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Food Storage

Lynn supplied me with a modern Propane/Electric fridge made by Dometic.

Lots of food space

Lots of food space

These things are quite expensive new, so his salvage saved me well over a thousand dollars.  A very neat design without any moving parts uses heat to boil ammonia in a double sealed system, and take advantage of the expansion/contraction cycle to create cold.  This thing works great!  All I have to do is watch the fridge temp and regulate the outdoor vent sizes according to ambient temps.

Right now it is running on campground electricity but barely uses any propane anyway.  It burns a flame barely bigger than what a pilot light would be.  Very cool system, I think it is an old Swedish design.

Light/Energy/Electronics

We knew we wanted solar, but knew nothing about it.  The first step in any system was defining our needs.  My estimate was about 19 Amp hours total per day.  Turns out we use lots less.  To plan, you figure in how many hours of light, how many of charging phones and computers, how much would a fan use for how long, the fridge (0), and what other electronics we’d need.  Then the Amperes drawn can be multiplied by hours, days, etc.

Constant information

Constant information

I shopped around and bought the panel and system online from the most helpful vendor who also happened to be in Baltimore.  (you can visit my “solar post” on Good Old RV’s for details)

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In use, it seems perfectly suited in an overkill kind of way.  We knew we didn’t ever want a stinky, noisy generator so the panel is bigger than it needed to be.  It is a 130 Watt panel, able to deliver 10 Amps max in the perfect alignment.  When you look at output though, it is only optimal midday with all things perfect.  What we have found with this bigger panel is that we leave it flat, tolerate shade and clouds and have only charged our storage battery twice in over 110 days.  We probably didn’t really have to, but the plug was available and Hurricane Sandy kept us in shade for more than 1o days in a row.

Funny thing though.  Even on a cloudy, lightly raining day the system charges about .9 to 1.2 Amps.  All day long!  The water in the air must reflect some energy down all the time.  I guess that goes along with sunburn on cloudy days like moms always told us.  Anyway, it just keeps trickling in.  AND we don’t use much.

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An original 57 yellowstone rewired with one LED “puck” inside

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A chipped Lowe’s fixture with three LED “pucks”

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An $8 IKEA, incandescent, with socket removed, yup, you guessed it LED “pucks” inside

LED’s use less than 1/10th of regular lights.  With all of our lights on at once, we use .8-.9 Amps.  Our computer sucks in 4 Amps to charge and takes about anhour to top off.  But if things have been borderline, we just charge it in the truck while driving.  The ceiling fan pulls an Amp on low, so the hotter nights of a desert may test us.  We’ve never been too hot in a tent though, without any fan.

It really has us re-evaluating the normal way everything works at home on the grid.  We are thinking solar for our house.  Probably swap a bunch of lights for LED’s.  IKEA has more selection than most other sources, this I learned while planning the Tramper systems.

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Plumbing

The Tramper had an old system within that included a porcelain toilet, galvanized steel drain pipe, a black water tank and sink.  Its water pressure was created in a sealed tank with compressed air like a car tire.  It worked for my test trips but needed serious upgrading.

The old tank is galvanized steel, 18 gallons and didn’t leak.  I just couldn’t bring myself to throwing it away.  But I wouldn’t drink from a 50 year old trash can either.  So we carry plastic gallon bottles and dedicated 5 gallon jugs as needed. (Another Lynn sourced item lies on the back of the 4Runner; blue is water, red spare gas)   The goal is carry only what we need, water is heavy!  If we know we’re headed for a park with water we drain it all except a few liters carried to drink.

The tank now leads to 1/2″ PEX tubing, reputed to survive freezing well.  I tested a loop with a connector in my freezer at home with success, but still arranged all plumbing indoors a foot away from the walls.  There being no way to see the water level in the tank, I put in a T, added a stop valve, and some clear tubing.  With the Tramper leveled, I added 2, 4, 6, etc gallons and marked these on the cabinet next to the clear tube.

There is a 12Volt pump, an expansion tank, an 8 gallon water heater that lights itself easily with a switch.  It quickly heats all that water in about 10-15 minutes from a cold start.   This I placed strategically under the foot of the bed,  on Jane’s side.  Subtle extra warmth all night.  Its even warm in the morning though I turn it off all night.

The idea of a toilet and effluence was eliminated.  We have a porta pot, but prefer the bathouse, restrooms etc.  Don’t want the weight or ordeals.  No black water. Enough said.

What we needed was a shower.  I got a 24″ square shower pan and built a new closet around it.  Our shower is about 4″ smaller than the toilet room, this left me room to add a delightful little bookshelf.  I framed the space as thinly as possible, making dadoed joints like furniture to strengthen the walls without taking space.  Lots of clamps.

Lots of clamps...no shellac yet...

Lots of clamps…no shellac yet…

Lots of making it up as I went along.  Make a piece, define the space, measure to make the next piece.   The inside of our shower is now lined with FRP, Fiberglass Reinforced Plastic.  Its bumpy and white, I’m sure you’ve seen it in some commercial bathroom, if you “bothered” to notice.

The sprayer has a button on it to stop the flow.  Once regulated, the temperature stays the same.  So, just wet down, turn it off, soap up, turn on and rinse.  I have measured my own use to be about 2 gallons this way.  In warmer camps we could hook up and run “normal” shower amounts, but have come to prefer this efficiency.

Again, our off-grid experience has us questioning our home and what “everyone is accustomed  to”.   Not sure what changes are in store; you know they say travel changes you.

Storage

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There were cabinets within the Tramper when I brought it home, but we’ve redone as needed.  the new fridge is about an inch wider and 4 inches deeper than  the 1957 version.  I built an entirely new unit on that side.  Then added shelves with the bottom one engineered around our 2 ski boot bags.  Each of us has one basket to contain “all clothing for the whole trip”.  We minimized over and over to get to this point and wash small items regularly, hanging them to dry for the next use.  Here the air is so dry, things dry amazingly fast.  Rosendale, NY during the cold, dank Fall was a little different.  We had to aim our heater at the laundry lines.

The "Glove box" final assembly done in Gardiner, Maine along the voyage

The “Glove box” final assembly done in Gardiner, Maine along the voyage

Another small but invaluable addition was a little, wedge-shaped box I was initially calling a glove box.   Its tapered to provide headroom, and allow sitting in front of it.  What it has become is an electronics catch-all.  All chargers, wires, shavers, instructions, cases etc have landed there and can consistently be found.

Safety

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Fire extinguisher, conveniently at the door, and a smoke detector.

Sleeping Accommodations

The "Couch" in back

The “Couch” in back

The back of the trailer has a “couch area” that flattens out into our bed; “80X43”.  that makes it bigger than a Twin, smaller than a Full.  We have air mattresses from camping and some thin pads to round it out.  This choice was based on weight, foldability and comfort.  Two separate mattresses works out well, I can climb out of bed without raising the other side like a trampoline.  We honestly sleep comfortably!  We’ve even declined beds in houses we’ve visited.

Cooking

Our “range” was found by my friend John.  He forwarded me a Craigslist picture, I called the seller, and rushed over and bought it for $40.  It is an Avocado delight with three burners and the cutest oven since Easy Bake.  We have made pizza, banana bread, zucchini bread, brownies and, of course, Toll House Blondies.

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“How the Heck Can They Do That??”

HE SAID:

That’s the question. How is it that we, David and Jane, managed to temporarily quit work and travel for 3 months or more?

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Kitchen table Command Center!

First we started dreaming and discussing.  Our own inner conversation was perhaps the biggest obstacle to deal with.  What if?  What if something happens?  What will we do with our house, cars, bills, cats?  These and countless other thoughts are probably what keeps most people from trying out their own dreams.

Having a wonderful, mature, self-sufficient daughter helps more than we knew.  Our home and cats are in capable hands,  The house has more people living in it now than before this whole trip was conceived.

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Jane, Olivia and David on launch day

Jane and I are able to imagine options and dream without internal criticism sometimes.  We imagine big choices, brainstorm without reserve or critique and just see the routes that might unfold.  We do this with a lot of decisions, money management, future ideas, loans, projects, and any old dream.  While allowing a possibility, we get to outline many of the unfolding details without ever taking a first actual step.  Remember when you were thirteen?  Just paint a picture.  Don’t block  your own thoughts.

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Tents were considered, we love tent camping, but the thought of taking down a tent every day for months was eliminated early. Bed & Breakfasts were entertained, but the prices and fixed distances between could have precluded that possibility.  We hate generators and have an aversion to the fields full of “Rock-star buses” (big RV’s), KOA’s and campgrounds that look  like parking lots.  I researched those options and older RV’s and came up with a renovation/revival as an “off-grid” solution.  In our Tramper we are capable of warmth, showers, light, cooking, music and all the comforts of home without any hook-ups or support for more than three weeks at a time (other than filling our tanks with water and propane).

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Next, we had to look at our present lifestyle and bills.  This began in earnest more than 2 years before the Voyage.  But even before this, our lifestyle included numerous preventions to inordinate debt.  We drive old cars with “liability-only” auto insurance.  We live in a small older house, much “smaller” and cheaper than our realtor suggested for a two income family.  We try not to buy things we don’t “need”.  Thrift stores have surprises waiting as they also have fine clothing for your normal needs, especially used work khakis (for $10 instead of $80).

Pins on the map...

Pins on the map…

During our direct preparation, we eliminated ALL credit card use and other debts possible.  I paid my student loan in double payments, managing to pay 9 months in advance.  Nearly all materials for renovation came from weekly paychecks and not from savings.  This gradual approach fit the tasks as I spent 2 years rebuilding.  The first stage was on a new frame, brakes, tires and lights to create a safe “outline” to work with.  My car rebuilding, machinist, creative, research and contacts all formed the background assembly.

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The second year followed with three test trips where we took notes on what the interior needed, how to rearrange and how to weather a real Winter.  I even did a solo trip to the Catskills for the cold test at 12 degrees F.   The second stage of renovating started this March, after that cold test, when I gutted the interior, insulated, wired, plumbed, ran gas pipes and lines and finally recreated the warm Birch  interior I liked so much about the original.

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The ‘in-process’ view. The finished view is above.

– David

SHE SAID:

There are three things that came together that made this trip possible:

1. We both have professions that will (hopefully) allow us to step out for a year. David is a Physical Therapist and I am a Nuclear Medicine Technologist. When there are job openings, we could plug right back in. In the past, we both tried the management route and found it to be more of an irritant than it’s worth. So, we are now well-paid cogs in the wheel and content to be so. If I had finally attained my “dream job” after many years of climbing the ladder, well, I probably would have been a lot less likely to leave it.

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2. We have a small house. We bought it in 1999. It’s 1000 sq ft or so. Much less house than the realtor wanted us to buy. Much less house than we could have gotten financing for. We drive used cars. We have one TV. We have “dumb” phones. Our credit card balances are zero. Neither of us likes to shop particularly much. The sum of all this is that our expenses are relatively low. So, cash is available for a trip like this.

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3. Our personalities make this possible, as well. We are willing to take a calculated risk (leave our jobs and travel) for a really cool benefit (leave our jobs and travel)!

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Other things make the Tramper Voyage, if not possible, then a lot easier. Our daughter is 26 and is living in our house while we’re gone, so we didn’t have to sell or rent our residence and it’s in good hands. Our investment house actually makes a small income each month. Our child-rearing days are done. David’s mom, who needs constant care now, is in the excellent hands of David’s three sisters. (Hmm, wonder if it will be a lot more on us when we return? Well, that would be okay!)

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Moonrise in Texas

So, the circumstance fell into place; because we made it happen and because we’ve been fortunate in life.

the great Rio Grande!

the great Rio Grande!

But, the one thing I haven’t mentioned, the one thing that brings it all together is – David Grant! David can assess used cars and determine if they’re OK. He can do the work necessary to get those cars through inspection and keep those cars on the road. He can rehab a 1957 trailer so that it’s not only quite livable, but luxurious to live in! His common sense and his good ideas keep us happy and healthy.

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On the road and at home.

– Jane

The Blackboard, or, “My Cancer Recovery Meme”

Picture a blackboard. On the blackboard are written two paragraphs, in chalk. The first one reads:

A nurse walks in to the cubicle. She is dressed in a hazmat suit. Fluid-proof gown down to her shins. Booties over her shoes. There’s a paper cap over her hair. She wears a face mask with clear plastic eye protection. On her hands, industrial-strength rubber gloves. She carries a 60cc syringe (very large!) filled with a red liquid called “The Red Devil”. This is the Infusion Center, where chemotherapy happens. She injects the liquid, all of it, into the port in my right upper chest. The chest tubing dumps the chemotherapy agent, Adriamycin, into a subclavian vein, which only has a few inches to go to my right heart where the poison gets circulated to every cell in my body.

The second paragraph goes like this:

I haven’t looked at my chest in the mirror yet. It’s been several weeks since the bilateral mastectomy and the bandages covered me for the first two weeks. I’m beginning to feel a bit stronger and maybe I’m ready to take a look at myself. I have to do it someday. So far, I’ve been quite skillful in taking care of myself without actually looking at my chest, mostly because David has been monitoring my wounds and bandages. But today’s the day, so I look. It’s bad. But, I knew it would be. Livid red scars running across my chest where my beautiful breasts used to be. I am now concave. I don’t have  any flesh at all there. I look like an old, old man. I take a deep breath and remind myself that the surgery saved my life. I may have been in hospice by now without any treatment. So, if this is the way it’s going to be, well, I can live with that. The scars will fade. Then, I notice a small, pale pink dot, about a quarter of an inch wide, down near the scar on my right chest. Is that a piece of surgical adhesive? Suddenly, I feel sick. I sit down hard on the toilet seat. That little pale mole is one that used to ride high on my breast, like a little ornament. Now its several inches lower and flat against my rib. I start to cry…

Well, the good thing is that these two paragraphs are getting erased, bit by bit, from the blackboard. It started right away, the first time I could walk farther than around the block with David. It happens every time I laugh with my daughter. An eraser comes into the picture and removes a few more letters.

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The Tramper Voyage is helping. Each time something wonderful happens, the eraser comes along and removes some of the paragraph. Looking up at the starry sky at Baxter State Park.  Gracie smiling at me when we played together. Swimming in the warm Gulf of Mexico at Cape San Blas. Zealen running out in the morning saying “I’m a blueberry!!” because he dressed himself all in blue. Riding a bike out into the beautiful wilderness with David.

At these times I am filled up with happiness and more words are erased.

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I’m not the only person in the world with a blackboard. These paragraphs, written in chalk, are my own personal events from cancer treatment. But, everyone has a blackboard, deep inside, where hurtful things are written. Nobody gets through life without one. The trick is to let awesome things happen, then recognize that your own personal blackboard is slowly being erased.

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I fully realize that my rate of erasure is accelerated by being on an extended vacation. But, good things and good people happen everywhere, all the time. Even at work. Sometimes, even in traffic!

With grace and love and hope, we can all heal.

– Jane

DAY 89 – 12/12/12 in New Orleans

On 10/10/10 we first visited New Orleans for a wedding and fell in love with the city. So it was kind of appropriate that we came back on 12/12/12.

Our first day in the Crescent City was a cold and damp one. We discovered on our previous visit that the best way to navigate around New Orleans was by bicycle. Rarely does less-than-ideal weather prevent us from our biking plan. So, off we went.

Roadway through the levee

Roadway through the levee

Getting a late start from our campsite at St Bernard State Park, we rode two ferries in, had lunch and visited the Insectarium, then rode two ferries out.

Missed that one! The ferry heads out across the Mississippi.

Missed that one! The ferry heads out across the Mississippi.

The ferries were necessary   because a bicycle can’t go over many of the Mississippi River bridges. The river snakes through New Orleans like the Grinch around a Christmas tree.

On the ferries, we had an opportunity to chat with some of the locals. We got some interesting inside info on the city, and Katrina.

Bikes and pedestrians only on this ferry.

Bikes and pedestrians only on this ferry.

In varied accents (Creole, Cajun, Southern and folks who talk just like me) we heard stories about the wrath of the storm seven years ago. Ginger spent several months in Georgia, away from her wrecked home.

A cold ride

A cold ride

The would-be river boat captain told a story about the flow of mighty Mississippi that day. The boilermaker, charming as could be, didn’t talk much about Katrina, but his love for his home was evident in his story about industry along the banks of the river.

In the Butterfly Room at the Insectarium in New Orleans. Butterflies fly around you and land on you!

In the Butterfly Room at the Insectarium in New Orleans. Butterflies fly around you and land on you!

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Moth display

Moth display

Back home via ferry

Back home via ferry

Day two dawned clear and sunny and quite a bit warmer. We took off on bikes again, skipping the fun but time-eating ferry and driving in to a cheap ($5.00 per day) parking lot just outside the French Quarter.

My daughter, having recently travelled to New Orleans, recommended Betsy’s Pancake House on Canal Street in the Mid City neighborhood.

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Betsy’s was yummy. Grits and blueberry pancakes were consumed as the clock read 12:12 on 12/12/12!

Next up was City Park and the Singing Oak. It was magical, standing under the massive tree, hung with wind chimes of all sizes! All tuned to the pentatonic scale.

Here’s a better video of the Singing Oak:

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Checking out the Mayan art in the New Orleans Art Museum

Checking out the Mayan art in the New Orleans Art Museum

It being Wednesday, the New Orleans Museum of Art was free, so of course we checked it out.

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Jackson Square

Jackson Square

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On the way back to St Bernard park, we went over the Claiborne Street bridge.

Katrina's legacy.

Katrina’s legacy.

I had read about Brad Pitt’s work for Katrina victims and hoped that we would see some of the houses that his foundation is building.

We were strongly advised not to bike or drive around the Ninth Ward. The pale green house in the middle field is one of Brad Pitt's houses. Note the plethora of solar panels on the rebuilt houses!

We were strongly advised not to bike or drive around the Ninth Ward. The pale green house in the middle field is one of Brad Pitt’s houses. Note the plethora of solar panels on the rebuilt houses!

If you click on the bottom photo to open it, you can see the rebuilt Ninth Ward.

www.makeitright.org

– Jane