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DAY 5- 09/19/2012- Adirondacks

 

Pancakes with Maple syrup were in order.  The sky is clear blue with piercing morning light.  Today will be fun.  90 miles of 40mph beauty led us to more surprises.  We picnicked at a river and upon looking upstream found a great smooth place to paddle.  Jane and I are water-weannies and just like to be on placid water for an hour to see the sites and look for birds or whatever.   A short, narrow portage led us to West Canada Creek at a confluence that had been used to run logs over the years.

Beautiful West Canada Creek

 

 

 

Later Jane mentioned Gore Mt. was near, so I turned into the access road.   I convinced Jane to take a little walk up the Mountain.  We went about a third or halfway straight up the gondola then walked down some nice green trails back to our heavy little home.

– David

 

DAY 2 – 09/16/2012 Weiser State Forest near Lykens, PA

We giggled uncontrollably and we cried a bit in amazement that we were really, truly on our way! We were just plain awed that we had actually made this trip happen. So many dreams; so much planning.

With a few exceptions our driving goals are modest. 100 miles or so per day. Even more importantly, we’ll take the local route. The back roads. The 2 lane highways of old that connect one charming small town to another with parkland and farmland close up to us as we drive.

Two new friends at Lykens taking a look at David’s work on the 4Runner

Day 2 found us awakening in our little silver home, again incredulous that we were on our Tramper Voyage.

We had been to this place before. It was the site of many years of really fun mountain bike weekends called the Mountain Bike Bash put on by the folks of Rattling Creek Singletrackers bike group. www.rcst1.blogspot.com

So, our first night out was in a beautiful familiar place that we already knew we loved. We missed Rick and Jill, the organizers of the weekend, but we saw Keith and Bill (otherwise known as Trainwreck. Don’t ask – we’re not sure why he has the nickname. He seems pretty well together to us!)

 

Lykens singletrack. Lots ‘o rocks. Lots ‘o bumbling to get over rocks!

I was still gimpy from my biopsy so David and Trainwreck took a ride on the single track followed by a treat called Trainwreck’s Upside Down Reverse Cantana

Yum!

Made outside with a teeny battery-operated whipper, a teeny grater (for the chocolate on top) and a teeny press to raise the pressure to 100psi for the espresso! Starts out with the cream on the bottom, then it diffuses together.

Coffee drink prep

– Jane

People

The post topic I love most is You!  the people we love, the people who MADE THIS POSSIBLE.  Yes, of course, I’m the one who rebuilt the camper and truck, sacrificed a bit, planned relentlessly and jumped into the gap with my lovely wife  Jane.  But people are behind us.  Here begins a partial list and I hope anyone who feels left out comments and gets posted.  First are all the sick patients recovering or not, without whom I wouldn’t have had a job.  I treasure the trust they placed in me every day as they stood (willingly or not so much), and attempted to walk again with my help.  Now, more concretely:  I found the Tramper in its moldy, shattered and neglected state on Craigslist in Delaware.  The seller was an entrepreneur named Chris who mostly collected the “more desirable” Airstreams from all over the country to sell mostly to Europeans.  He was gracious and neither over or understated what he had for me.  His 1957 Yellowstone that was “right up my alley”, he thought.  My long-time friend Joe rode along with me in a borrowed truck (from John and Melanie) as we wondered what we’d find.   I was prepared to abandon the prospect, put it on top of a U-Haul, or just drag it to Ocean City temporarily.

Yup, flat tires, no lights, mold, rot, but pretty cool possibility in my eyes.  (Another friend Ray who saw it on the maiden trial in Lykens, PA, said, “You’ve outdone yourself on this one-I mean I know you have a penchant for reviving old junk, but this really takes the cake!”)  I’m sure Joe thought I was insane as I rolled around underneath checking it out, rusty frame, cobwebs and all.  Temporary lights and Joe’s motorcycle trailer tag led me to believe I could sneak it home over the Baybridge.  (Glad I remembered to avoid the tunnel where propane tanks are restricted and scrutiny would have been likely).  Somehow we made it and Jane didn’t leave me after seeing it lumbering into our driveway.  (Although she wouldn’t step inside until way after I had cleaned it out….A LOT).

 

I will be posting lots of people as we travel; please respond, you are who make us!

-David