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Lessons we Learned on the Winona Rider

Now that we are home from our maiden voyage on the Winona Rider, I thought I would share some lessons learned about traveling around the country. Brad and I traveled 5600 miles in four weeks and went to 13 different states racking up over 150 hours in our Sprinter Van. Although we spent some time in our Boulder condo and at the Winona Lake cottage, we did have enough time on our own in the Winona Rider to learn a thing or two.

Simplicity is freeing.  It was unbelievably freeing to live life simply while in the Winona Rider.  Brief showers, no makeup, hair in a ponytail and a hat, and rotating between three or four outfits.  Our dinners were simple with very minimal clean up. Even though we had some really good wine, we used plastic wine glasses so Brad didn’t spend hours shining up his wine glasses like at home.  Yes, you heard me right….plastic wine glasses!

Conservation is necessary and important.  We had to conserve everything because we were  not going to RV Parks and were not plugging in anywhere that we camped.  Conserving fresh water was key so we didn’t have to keep stopping to find water.  We did the shower routine we learned on The Andiamo in our sailing days.  Turn on water.  Get wet.  Turn off water.  Lather up.  Turn on water.  Rinse off.  Minimal water used….minimal time!  Our tiny bathroom converted into a wet shower so you didn’t want to spend that much time in there anyway.  

Our biggest issue was battery power.  We didn’t have enough to feel comfortable each night plugging in devices and using power around the van so we were very careful.  One night we left the refrigerator door slightly ajar and woke up with Zero Percent Battery Power with warning lights flashing at us.  Never a good thing.  We patiently waited for the sun to come up to get some solar to help power up the RV.  It was a race between the refrigerator running and the sun shining that morning.  I really got into all of the solar power vs. battery numbers after that day!

Routines are Good.  We figured out our roles and routines early on and then refined them along the way.  We had a morning routine where Brad got up and took the dogs out and made me coffee and then I slowly got up!  Everyone who knows me knows of that truth.  We figured out the timing of cleaning up breakfast and dinners, making and un-making the beds, when to take showers, and when to charge our devices.  Our best new routine that we developed was having a beer together when we first got to our new camping spot.  We started doing this after the harrowing drive in Kansas with the wicked thunderstorm and decided it was a worthy routine after that!

One of Lisa’s birthday presents. And, it’s true.

Dogs are great traveling companions….most of the time!  Sophie and Ralphie really did well on this trip.  They assumed their positions in the RV and were very patient on the days we had long drives.  They slept like champs and loved the wide open spaces wherever we camped.  We did have a few issues, however.  For one thing, Ralphie is a wanderer and we frequently had to go searching for him as he slowly wandered off to check out a venue that looked more interesting.  We nickname Sophie the Velcro Dog so we never had a problem with her wandering off.  Unfortunately, Sophie got a little case of diarrhea when we were in Boulder the first time and poor Brad had to take her down three flights of steps to the nearby park every two hours for two nights in a row.  Luckily, after some rice and pumpkin added to her diet, all was well.  Our only other issue with the dogs was when my Dad announced he didn’t allow dogs in the Lake Cottage upon our arrival.  We did our best to do a dance where the dogs went out to play or on a walk when my Dad was in motion.   Ralphie and my Dad ended up being fast friends so it was almost a win!

Sophie got tired of posing after her many photo sessions.

You meet really interesting people even during a Pandemic.  Although our main goal was to go to places without people because of Covid, we did encounter some really interesting people and their stories at the Alpaca Ranch.  We met one woman who is the founder of the African Library Project and has started over 1900 libraries in sub-Saharan Africa.  She lives in the Bay Area and, of course, we connected to see how we can participate in the future.  We also met a few other couples who had sold their homes and were living in their RV’s for the foreseeable future and traveling the country.  We met a few novices like us who bought their vehicles during the pandemic and were on their own maiden voyages.  People were from all over the country and were trying to travel the safest way they could figure out during this troubling time.  We also re-connected with some good friends and family along the journey.  We appreciated them all for welcoming us into their backyards with our two crazy dogs and a van that scraped up their driveways.  We book-ended our trip with the Frandsens and Dittmores in Tahoe and can’t thank them enough for their hospitality and we are thankful that their neighborhood bears didn’t want to have a midnight snack in our RV.

A nice visit with Gracie and Arthur Forman
We stayed with Chris and Brenda Dittmore (and new puppy Rimy) on our last night of the trip.

We Loved Our Wide Open Spaces.  Wow, this country really is beautiful.  We loved waking up every day to a new place for a sunrise and sometimes a different place for a beautiful sunset.  Almost every place we stayed at had Wide Open Spaces and we felt so fortunate to just sit outside by our van in the mornings and evenings and look at the beauty around us.  The beauty wasn’t only in Montana but we also enjoyed our stays in Nebraska, Kansas, and Iowa.  There is a lot of beauty to see everywhere in the United States.  It felt good to appreciate it and not be in a hurry or fly over those places.

Sophie in Montana

Ralphie in Kansas

Masks should be federally mandated everywhere.  We were very aware of the mask issue in each state we visited.  Places like Colorado who have one of the lowest infection rates in the nation had 99% mask compliance.  People even wear masks while cycling and hiking in Colorado.  Other states seemed to have very optional mask-wearing ordinances.  Sadly, most of the states with the worst mask compliance were also those who were seeing surges in cases.  We saw large weddings, a large party, and people in stores without masks. Hard to believe that wearing masks has become a political issue and not one about health… but I digress.

Lisa and Joan hiking in the mountains near Boulder

We slept like babies.    We both haven’t slept this well since before Trump became President.  Our bed was very comfortable but there was something about the fresh air and lack of distractions that made us both have the best sleeps of our lives.  The dogs slept amazingly as well.  Ralphie slept with us and Sophie was right by our feet and would only get up and start pawing us when the sun rose.

A sense of humor with your spouse is helpful.  Things went wrong.  We both made mistakes.  I kept leaving the light on in the bathroom draining our much-needed battery.  Brad mistakenly left the water running in the sink somehow filling up the grey tank and over-flowing the shower.  We went up some harrowing roads with hairpin turns and we backed out of a few driveways and made our mark in the streets. Sometimes it got hot and buggy inside the van and we wished for air-conditioning.  And yet, we enjoyed figuring it all out and laughing about it.  We laughed and sang and talked a lot.  My phone never seemed to work so there were no outside distractions or negative news about the world.   It was nice to take a break from it all for once. (Although we did make sure to catch the Democratic Convention whenever we could find it on one of our devices.  Some things are worth the exception!)

A month is a long time to be away from home and the grandkids.  We loved our time away but couldn’t wait to get back to see Max, Maile, and Noa.  (Oh, and their parents, too)  

A lot changes in a month. California has had record heat and lightning strikes and now fires, smoke, and unhealthy air. Kamala Harris became the Vice Presidential Nominee.   Steph moved into a new apartment in New York.  I announced my retirement from the Town Council.   A rat decided to take up residence in our home while we were gone.  Sophie has doubled in size. Noa has changed dramatically with his moving and smiling and cooing.  Maile is in the process of starting remote pre-school and learned how to swim across our pool and jump off the diving board while we were gone.  Max turned three and has become even more curious about the world.  His favorite word is “Why?”  We FaceTimed almost daily but as everyone now knows, FaceTime or Zoom is not the same as being there in person.  It felt great to arrive in smoky Danville this afternoon.  I was filled with gratitude about being able to go on this journey with Brad.

A smoky Lake Tahoe. Normally you would see mountains and crystal blue water.

The first thing we did after unpacking was to take a really long shower and start planning our next (shorter) trip!  We may not blog in the future now that we are thinking we are pros but we will post some more sunset pictures along the way this fall.

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Rookie Mistakes, Lunch with Old Friends, and a Race with Mother Nature

We awoke this morning to chirping birds and cool crisp air. Feeling like we had conquered the challenge of RV life, we gathered the dogs and walked around the lake at the idyllic winery in central Missouri. We were heading west and planned to leave at about 9am after our walk and a leisurely breakfast.

Our view of the lake at Serenity Vineyards

An RV has a lot of moving parts. Water, electricity, HVAC, gas, plumbing, solar, etc. Learning all the systems takes a bit of study. I guess we were bound to make a mistake or two. We just didn’t think we’d make them all on the same morning.

There are three water tanks on the Airstream Interstate motor home we’re driving:

— a fresh water tank that holds 27 gallons of water for drinking, washing, showering, and , uh, the toilet.

— a gray water tank for all the water that goes down the sink and shower drain. It holds 17 gallons if this water.

— and, finally a black water tank. We’ll let you guess what that one holds.

Well, a design flaw on this RV is that when you close the cover on the sink while after using the hot water, the water will turn back on. If you don’t discover your error quickly, you use up fresh water while filling your gray tank. Yeah, we did that this morning. Then Lisa discovered that the bathroom floor was filled with soapy water that should have already gone down the drain. Well, my error with the sink filled the gray tank, emptied the fresh tank and caused the bathroom floor drain to back up. Thank goodness we didn’t make a mistake with the black tank!

As we prepared to leave with empty tanks that were supposed to be full and full tanks that were supposed to be empty, our propane generator suddenly stopped and all the lights went out. Total power failure. Oh, no.

Lisa and I immediately went to the ultimate authority — Google in order to solve this mystery. Nothing.

We did, however, find a service that offered an expert to help us solve the problem. For $1 (using our credit card number, of course) we could subscribe to their service and have a friendly technician magically give us the answers. After about 15 minutes, Randall, our friendly expert texted to say he was ready to help. After describing the problem he gave a couple of generic suggestions that made absolutely no sense to us,

Lisa and I walked around looking for something called genset, wondered why we didn’t have a digital multimeter to diagnose the issue, but mostly we just wandered aimlessly hoping for a miracle. Well, a miracle came along. As we were searching for a solution, I noticed that a switch, called the main disconnect switch, was in the off position. Hmm. I flipped it on and presto! the lights came on and everything worked. I let Randall know he solved the problem, embarrassed to tell him what really happened, and we breathed a sigh of relief.

You see, it turns out one of us had accidentally bumped the switch and turned it off. Lisa and I continue to be in disagreement as to who it actually was. To keep the peace, we’ve blamed Sophie.

The culprit — Main Disconnect Switch

After this near crisis we headed out to the freeway to find a dump station where we could empty our tanks so the bathroom would drain. Thirty miles down the road we found one and I dutifully did the deed — draining the tanks into a septic tank through a hole in the ground.

Draining our tanks at the dumps station

Lunch with Old Friends

Our route back to Boulder took us through Kansas City, conveniently close to our dear friends Steve and Stacey Physioc. They graciously offered to serve us lunch, and after our morning fiasco, we arrived an hour-and-a-half late. It was great seeing them. They have a beautiful home on 2 1/2 acres in the country. Stacey served us a healthy (of course) lunch and we bid them farewell. A significant benefit of this trip has been our ability to visit friends and relatives (all socially distanced, of course). We are thrilled.

Steve guided me out of their driveway as I backed into the street. He rushed to move solar lights along the edge of the pavement as I backed up, telegraphing to me that he really didn’t like the way I was handling the rig. Another rookie mistake. Fortunately I made it to the street with no damage and we were on our way.

Steve and Stacey

A Race with Mother Nature

As we headed west through Kansas the skies began to darken. Lisa, ever the vigilant one, opened up the Weather Channel app to see what was up. She said, “Severe thunderstorms in Hays, Kansas with golf ball-sized hail. It’s heading north.

Well, from looking out the windshield it was clear that a massive storm was now south of I-70 and was heading into our path. We needed to get 20 miles down the road before the storm reached the highway. Big rigs clearly had the information as they were “putting their hammer down in their rush to get in the clear.

A screenshot of the weather radar. You can see I-70 at the top of the screen.

We felt the wind before the rain hit. I don’t know how strong it was, but, it was all I could do to keep us on the road. Should we pull over and find shelter or can we make it?

We decided to make a run for it. I couldn’t go too fast because of the high winds. The northern-most part of the storm hit us. It was dark, windy, rainy, and then the hail hit. We don’t have video of the worst part because our white knuckles had us paralyzed. I would have felt better if Lisa wouldn’t have kept singing the Wicked Witch of the West song.

The Winona Rider, although battered, did pretty well through the storm. As we came through to the other side we both looked at each other and exhaled loudly. Incredibly, the skies cleared and as we set up camp at a little nine-hole golf course in Wakeeney, Kansas, we opened a nice bottle of wine (of course) had pesto tortellini and were treated to a beautiful sunset. Life is good.

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I LOVE IT

So far our blogs about our trip have been written by Brad with editing/suggestions by me. However, I bet many of you are wondering how I really am adjusting to this mode of travel. Do I love it or do I LOVE IT as in one of our favorite SNL skits?

Here’s the reality. I am adaptable. I used to love camping and then on one camping trip each daughter threw up successively in our tent and I swore off camping. We traded up to rustic cabins at Graeagle and I was in heaven. I also loved our sailing trips with Jim and Jayne Taylor on Andiamo in the BVI. I still consider those the best vacations of our lives even though we lived in tiny quarters and barely showered and never wore makeup or used a blow dryer. I knew I could do this but some questioned whether I would “Love It.”

So far…and let’s remember we are really new at this…I am honestly loving it. I love the fact that we are seeing new places. I love the fact that we are self-contained during a pandemic and have our own bathroom and cook our own food. I love that on our road trip we don’t have to stop at fast food places but instead seek out serene parks where the dogs can play and we can eat at a picnic bench. I am enjoying being disconnected to the internet and Twitter and Nextdoor and the news. I love spending time with Brad without distractions.

We ate lunch today at Anita Lake State Park. It was beautiful.

Sophie likes our lunch stops too.

We are learning how to do the dance that we learned from Jim and Jayne Taylor on the Andiamo as we cook and move in a small space. We planned our simple menus in detail and we packed our small pantry and cabinets with precision. We are getting better every day as we figure out more efficient ways to do the dishes or make the bed and manage our water and power. We may not be making the gourmet meals that Jayne Taylor made but we make up for it with a really good bottle of wine!

When packing for this trip, it was clear that we needed to be organized and be minimalists. Something that Brad and I are not known for when we travel — especially me. I have a closet in the RV that is three square feet, so packing cubes (thank you Mary Frandsen), are saving me. I usually show up for a weekend trip with a large suitcase and an extra toiletries bag. So far, we are proud of ourselves with our organization and minimalism. We seem to have brought the right stuff and not too much. (True Confessions: I did ship a box of cute clothes, sundresses, and swimsuits to the lake)

Some of you have asked about the interior of our RV. Here are a few pictures of the couch and bed complete with Tommy Bahama bedding, cute pillows and an adorable dog. The cabinet to the left is my three square foot closet!

Our living area including kitchen, bathroom, living room and bedroom.

Ralphie gracing the sitting area in the back. The two small cabinets on the left are my closet.

The sitting area converts to a king-sized bed at night.

We really like being part of the RV network “Harvest Hosts’. Harvest Host is a collection of wineries, breweries, golf courses, and farms where members can stay for a small annual fee. They allow a limited number of RV owners to park overnight on their properties. So far, we have been the only ones at each site and that is exactly what we are looking for on this trip.

Last night, we arrived at our destination — Thornridge Golf Course in Milford, Nebraska. Milford is a town of 2000 people outside of Lincoln, Nebraska. The Winona Rider looked out at a beautiful golf course and a community swimming pool. There was a gorgeous little park down the street that we let the dogs run around. It was all quite delightful actually.

Our home for the night in Nebraska overlooked a beautiful golf course.

The idyllic park right next door.

The park had nostalgic old-time playground equipment.

When we arrived and set up camp, I was struck by the sound of children laughing and playing at the community pool. There were dozens of kids swimming going down the water slide. Before I knew it, I realized I had tears in my eyes. I haven’t heard groups of children laughing in six months. We live by an elementary school and one of the happy sounds in our home is the sound of children laughing and playing at recess during the school days and families cheering during softball and soccer season. It was a feeling of normalcy that I have taken for granted every other year of my life and might have even been annoyed by. These kids’ sounds brought me to tears. I guess when you live in a very small town in the middle of Nebraska, Covid-19 is not something that kids and parents are as worried about as in the Bay Area.

The community pool across the street.

We are currently staying at the Living History Farm in Des Moines, Iowa. Early in the evening, we connected with our good friends Jenny and Steve Clark for a lovely socially-distanced glass of Walt Wine. They were great sports as we showed up looking a little like the Griswalds with our RV, two unruly dogs and our very casual appearance! Luckily, we were able to back out of their driveway more easily than at Vicki’s!

Jenny and Steve Clark

Brad was in heaven grilling out dinner at the farm. Of course, he bought a small Weber grill and modified it to operate off of the RV’s propane system. We ate Beyond Burgers, drank a nice Chianti, and were joined by some deer and a few geese. All socially distanced, of course.

Beyond burgers with Swiss cheese grilled on a mini-Weber grill.

Tomorrow evening our destination is Winona Lake. We hope to get there in time for a Winona Sunset and a boat ride. It’s been a six day journey instead of a six hour one like past years but this time it really is all about the journey and not just the destination!

Oh. And so far, I really do love it.

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Mendoza — Wine Country by the Mountains

A serious change of pace.

We left the hustle-bustle of Buenos Aires by plane for our two-hour flight to Mendoza. The distance was more than the few hundred miles we flew. Mendoza sits in the shadow of the Andes Mountains in the northeastern part of Argentina. Mt. Aconcagua is the tallest mountain in the Western Hemisphere at 22,837 ft. above sea level. For context, the tallest mountains in Colorado are a mere 14,000+ ft. While Buenos Aires had that European flair, Mendoza is notably Latin American with a Southwestern US feel.

We drove out of town and into wine country to our lodging at the Cavas Wine Lodge. Our accommodations were individual adobe and stone villas set among the vineyards with spectacular views of the Andes. The unique architecture features a funny-looking chimney and rooftop deck. They are such cozy little places that we weren’t sure we wanted to leave our villa for the many events we had scheduled.

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One of the villas with the Andes mountains in the background.

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The villas among the vineyards. Note the lack of growth on the vines. We’re still in early Spring before bud break.

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The very old vines on the property.

After a delicious lunch we unpacked and relaxed for a bit on the rooftop deck. I might have relaxed a bit too much:

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We got a cooking class before dinner from the lodge’s great chef. Our first lesson was in making empanadas, a traditional Argentine appetizer. Empanadas are pastries with delicious fillings. Ours had beef, green olives, paprika, grilled vegetables, and many herbs. The Argentines are very good at creating foods with complex flavors. Our chef was no exception. OK, these things taste great. But, making them certainly isn’t as easy as it looks. Our group was less than supportive as my every attempt at rolling up the edge of the dough into the perfectly twisted seal failed miserably. My only consolation was that Lisa was only marginally better than I was. For our friends expecting empanadas when you visit, watch for the Trader Joe’s version.

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The chefs ready to teach their eager subjects.

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The, uh, eager subjects.

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Myla helping to make the veggies for the empanadas.

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Chef folding his empanada perfectly.

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Our group struggling to do what chef just showed us.

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Lisa’s art work.

Wine Tasting

The next morning we arose for a full day of hiking, biking, horseback riding and, of course, wine tasting. Lisa and I were really looking forward to the activity because, to be truthful, we have been consuming many more calories than we’ve been burning. We couldn’t remember the last time we had been hungry. We drove over to the Uco Valley. It sits between the foothills and the Andes and is considered the Napa Valley of Argentina. While the roads are not yet very developed — many are still dirt — the wine industry is revving up. We hiked, biked, and had a wonderful picnic overlooking the valley. We then headed over to one of the prominent wineries in the region for a tasting.

Grape vines were brought to Mendoza 500 years ago by the Europeans. So winemaking isn’t new to the region. But, for many years it was a local industry. During the mid-1900s winemaking ramped up but the quality was less than desirable. They started to improve the quality in the 1970s, but, the region took a major hit in what was known locally as the “Beer Crisis”. Sounds innocuous enough, but, when Argentines began switching to other drinks, such as beer, the industry nearly collapsed (Brad Collins, we blame you). Many old vintners simply went out of business. But, in the end, this worked out well for the region as new winemakers moved in with a resolve to improve the quality. By the late 1990s Mendoza was becoming known throughout the world. And, when the dot com bubble burst, the global recession and devalued peso allowed the vintners to sell their high-quality product to other countries at a great price. Malbec, the dominant grape in the region had been used by the French as a blending grape in their Bordeaux wines. But the Argentines turned it into a global phenomenon as a grape that could stand on its own.

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Lisa and I overlooking the Uco Valley.

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Our traveling companions

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The Hikers

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Picnic Lunch

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Gorgeous Setting for Lunch

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Traditional Argentine Dancers and Musicians at Lunch

After lunch, we went to a local winery named Piattelli. The wine was exceptional and the winemaker was a joy to talk to and learn from. The best part of the experience was learning a new wine-tasting game! All we will tell you is that it involves blind tasting wine, placing bets, and winning prizes. You can look forward to playing this game at our house at an upcoming party!

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The Piattelli Winemaker giving us a tour

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Blind Wine-Tasting Game.

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Lisa and Sonja trying to guess their wine.

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Lisa is not too happy about Dugald beating her out at the end of the game!

We still had one more excursion in us this evening before the day was done. A group of us went to the restaurant 1884 in the town of Mendoza. 1884 is run by renowned chef Francis Mallman and has been voted one of the best restaurants in Argentina. The food was delicious although the portion sizes could have fed four people with each serving. The best part of the evening was being able to dine with Dana Wilke, a family friend from Danville, who is studying abroad here with a program with UC Davis. She is just starting her program and has plans to have a wonderful adventure here while taking five classes entirely in Spanish. All in all, we loved Mendoza and could easily spend a few more days here discovering all that this area has to offer.

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Dinner at 1884 with Dana Wilke

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