Back (finally) in our Happy Place - Tucson

 

   Curse you Covid!  It’s been awhile since I have posted here, but Covid be damned we are back in our happy place – Tucson, Arizona – after taking two weeks off (er, 21 months off) to flatten the curve. Remember those days. All we had to do in those early days was to isolate for two weeks and then everything would be good.

   So last year we stayed home because the resort was basically closed to all activities other than walking outside alone. But life must move on, the pandemic will become an endemic and we will just learn to deal and live our lives again.

    This year we are very excited to be able to bring my 96-year-old father with us to Voyager.  My Dad used to travel to Tucson on business and he loves this place. Or at least he loved this place then.  But I’m getting ahead of myself.

Nice chairs

    We left Lapeer on Tuesday, December 21.  Our neighbors thought I was crazy as they watched me take down all our Christmas decorations 5 days before the big day. But by the time we get home in April I really don’t want to come home to a house decorated for a holiday three months in the rear view mirror.

   Prior to leaving we had an early Christmas with daughter Elin, her partner Justin and our son Tim.

   So with a new security camera system in place and our bags packed we left Lapeer with the temperature at 28 degrees.

   Our first night on the road was spent in Cave City, Kentucky and the hotel was nice, but the hotel’s recommendation for dinner left a little to be desired. The clerk told us that “everyone” loves the Watermill Restaurant. Apparently, we are not “everyone.”

Things 1,2,3

My chair

  For starters, the place had mismatched tables and chairs, which we could live with, but they were out of everything we wanted to eat.  My mouth was watering for fried chicken. Nope, out. Also out of salmon, rib eye steak and
sweet potatoes. We both settled for a chopped steak (hamburger patty). The vinyl chairs had gaping holes in them, but at least they required using plastic gloves for the salad bar. It was an eclectic group of diners including Amish folks and rednecks.

  
The next day we passed through Bowling Green, Kentucky just a week after the massive tornado raced through Kentucky. We could see twisted trees, damaged buildings, trees with sheet metal wrapped around high branches and plenty of tarp covered roofs.

$5 donut place

  
Our first destination was Murfreesboro, Tennessee to spend a couple days with our son, daughter-in-law and three grandchildren for an early Christmas. While there we were taken to a beautiful outdoor Christmas light display that was coordinated with music. We also went to a special donut store ($5 per donut) where the donuts were incredible.

Christmas light drive

    We had fun watching the children and grandchildren open their presents, but all too soon it was time to depart.

    Next stop was Louisville, Kentucky and Christmas with my sister and brother-in-law and father. While there we had another Christmas light adventure in a mega cave near Louisville and a great meal out at a 5-star restaurant. It was here on the actual Christmas Day that we celebrated our third Christmas for 2021.

    On Tuesday, December 28, we departed Louisville with Dad aboard and spent the first half of the day driving through rain in Kentucky, Indiana, Illinois and through St. Louis, Missouri. The rain finally let up after St. Louis and we breezed through Missouri and spent the night in one of the weirdest hotels we have every stayed in.

    I’m not too fussy about hotel rooms, I desire them to be clean and reasonably priced. The Microtel in Joplin was both, but it was like staying in a closet. It was only $60 a night, but next time I’ll pay extra to have a room with a little more room.

   On Wednesday, morning the 29^th we left Joplin and had a nice breakfast at a nearby Cracker Barrel (the Microtel doesn’t offer anything) and then hit the road. As we passed through Oklahoma we saw an antique store with the name “Dead People Stuff.”

Christmas with the kids

    With a destination of Tucumcari, New Mexico we were traveling through Amarillo, Texas the place where my Dad went to boot camp in the Army Air Corps in World War II. With some help from OnStar we located the place where the base was, except it wasn’t there anymore. Acres and acres of empty fields where military buildings once stood greeted us. The roads were still there but all vestiges of the base were gone.

    We talked to a couple guys who worked in a new building on the former base property and they said sometime in the 60s or 70s a Democratic President closed the base in a cost saving move. “We’re a Republican state, so that’s probably the reason,” the man said.

    After the short tour of empty fields we stopped and ate at The Big Texan. It’s a famous place where if you order and eat a 72-ounce steak within one hour you get it for free. Two guys tried but failed while we were eating there.

     Dad with his World War II hat always attracts a lot of attention and people were gracious and thankful for his service.

The Big Texan dinner

    We arrived at a very crowded hotel in Tucumcari, New Mexico and because it was relatively late we all went to bed in our rooms. The hotel had a basic breakfast and after eating the next morning we headed out into a very strong headwind. That wind played havoc with my gas mileage, but we landed at the Twin Arrows Casino and Resort in Flagstaff, Arizona about 3 p.m. on the 30^th.

Dad and the colonel

    The weather forecast for the following morning was ominous. Predictions of 6 to 8 inches of snow in Flagstaff had me rethinking my plans for picking up our stored trailer in the morning. Remember that we hadn’t laid eyes on our trailer in the Flagstaff storage lot since March 2020. I wasn’t sure I would find the trailer with flat tires or other issues so I decided to drop Joan and Dad at the resort and head the 30 minutes to the storage lot and see what I was facing.

Dad and the B-17

   On the off chance the trailer was towable I decided to fill up the Tahoe at a gas station near the storage lot. Once at the storage lot I found the trailer in good shape, all tires inflated and made the decision to off load the luggage in the Tahoe and put it in the trailer.

Me on a hike

   When I arrived back at the casino I met Joan and Dad at the sports bar and had dinner. Then I got to watch Michigan State pull out a come-from-behind victory over Pittsburgh in the Peach Bowl.

    Hooking up the trailer early turned out to be one of my better decisions, as it was snowing hard in the morning and hooking up would have been a real mess. Having the trailer hooked up and ready to go we missed the brunt of the storm and after driving down the mountain about 2,000-feet the snow disappeared and the driving was smooth all the way to Tucson.

I've learned over the years that the trailer tows better and the Tahoe runs better if I balance the loads between the two. The temperatures were cold, but not as cold as they would be in the morning so I removed the tire covers, put the battery on the trailer, and hooked the unit up to the Tahoe. All this took a little over an hour and I was frozen by the time I was done.

Dad and a C-47

    We arrived into the Voyager Resort in the early afternoon. It was a beautiful 69 degrees, nearly 36 degrees warmer than when we left Flagstaff. After checking Dad into his hotel room (he’s staying a month here) we got help setting up our trailer on our usual spot. Miraculously our 14-year-old trailer was in good working condition and everything (gas, electric, slide outs, hot water, etc. all worked to perfection).

   After dinner at the new restaurant at the Voyager, Dad went to bed and we went to the New Year’s Eve Dance at the resort.

    The next day, New Year’s Day, we had breakfast at the restaurant and went grocery shopping but then came back and spent the day watching the football marathon that is New Year’s Day.

    On Sunday, after we all attended chuch at the resort, we took a little drive with Dad to show him the resort and watched some NFL football.

The Eagle has landed

    Still recovering and catching up from our long driving trip Monday was laundry dad and then we took Dad downtown for Meet Me at Maynard’s. The weather was a little chilly, but we took Dad to one of our favorite restaurants.

    While Joan started her water classes, Dad and I drove to a car wash and got the Tahoe cleaned on Tuesday. We drove around a little and then returned to the resort for the weekly pot luck dinner.

    On Wednesday, I took Dad to the Pima Air and Space Museum, which was half the reason for his trip here as he has been eager to visit for many years. We spent several wonderful hours and then returned home for dinner in the trailer followed by the Wednesday night concert at the Voyager. Dad enjoyed “The Starlets” a group of women singers who relived the girl group hits of the 50s and 60s. “Sugar in the morning, sugar in the evening, sugar at suppertime, be my little sugar and love me all the time.”  Lots of great songs.

   On Thursday, after my Men’s Bible Study, Dad and I headed back to the Air and Space Museum to continue our touring there. I was excited to learn that a man I have heard talk there before in the B-17 building was still giving talks under the plane. The man was a B-17 pilot in World War II and he and Dad spent a wonderful 40 minutes swapping stories under the iconic airplane. The pilot will turn 99 in March, Dad will turn 97 the same month.

    Following that Dad and I took the tram tour around the outdoor airplane exhibits. We still have unfinished business at the museum so we will return and finish two of the buildings we haven’t toured yet. We again had dinner in the trailer and I led my first Thursday night Bible study here.

   On Friday morning Dad and I ventured off campus to do a little shopping (I needed a new sewer hose for the trailer) and Dad needed some stuff as well. I gave him a tour of the Tucson International Airport and then we returned to base and had lunch. Later we headed out to the movie theater and saw “American Underdog” the movie about the life of Kurt and Brenda Warner. Kurt was the quarterback who defied the odds and became a great NFL star.

    Saturday morning brought a free donut at the Voyager ballroom and then Dad and I read our books on the patio until it was lunch time. After lunch we took Dad for a riding tour of Saguaro East National Park followed by a T-bone steak dinner at the trailer.

    Finally to bring you completely up-to-date, we went to church on Sunday here at the resort and then watched NFL football all afternoon. We also did laundry. More fun to come.

Mileage out from Lapeer: 82360

Time out: 9:08 a.m.

Mileage in Cave City: 82871

Time in: 5:02 p.m. (Central)

Mileage out Cave City: 82362

Time out: 8:31 a.m.

Mileage in Murfreesboro, Tenn: 82997

Time in: 10:51 a.m.

Time out (Dec. 24): 8:57 a.m.

Mileage out: 82997

Time in (Louisville -ET): 1:25 p.m.

Mileage in: 83216

Mileage out (Louisville – Dec. 28): 83439

Time out: 8:36 a.m.

Mileage in (Joplin, MO): 83988

Time in (CT): 4:06 p.m.

Mileage out: 83988

Time out: 7:25 a.m.

Mileage in (Tucumcari, NM): 84606

Time in (MT): 6:08 p.m.

Mileage out: 84606

Time out: 8:02 a.m.

Mileage in (Flagstaff): 85077

Time in: 3:01 p.m.

Mileage out: 85154

Time out: 7:59 a.m.

Mileage in: 85443

Time in: 12:51 p.m.

There's no place like home

Luggage collection at home

    After an uneventful, but eerie drive from Arizona Joan and I are back home in Michigan.

    Our last week at Voyager was quiet with much of the time preparing for the time we would pack up and head home. With more and more departures from the park, things were getting quieter and quieter. We did see (at a distance) some of our friends still at the resort and said our goodbyes over the last few days.

   We did have a chance to get in one more hike on the Gabe Zimmerman Trail with Joan, Denny, Diane and I. 

   We spent quite a bit of time social distancing with Diane and Denny before our Thursday, April 2 departure. While the park was willing to extend stays for people already in the resort, more and more amenities (if you can call a laundry and bathrooms an amenity) were being shut down leaving us with little option but to pack up and go.

    On Thursday morning I finished prepping the trailer for departure and at 11 a.m. with help from Denny I hooked up the trailer and he and I drove it to the nearby Camping World so it could be winterized and prepared for storage in Flagstaff.

Social distance dinner in Casa Grande

    Joan and her sister watched the trailer pull out and then went back to Diane and Den’s park model to wait for Denny and I to return about 1 p.m. We had lunch with them and too soon the time came for us to leave for good this year.

   Our departure was bitter sweet as we had a lot of fun with Diane and Denny but with the cancellation of so many of our beloved events (concerts, dances, end-of-the-year parties) it left a little bit of a hollow feeling. Don’t get me wrong, the park did everything it could and should have done to keep everyone safe. Especially when you consider the vulnerable age of everyone there.

   One of our favorite couples, Mike and Suzy, departed the Saturday before we left on their trek back to Indiana for repairs to their motorhome and eventually their final destination on the east coast to visit family. They live in their motorhome when they are not at Voyager in their beautiful home there. (More on this later).

   So about 4 p.m. we headed out of the park and to Camping World to pick up the trailer. As we always do we shifted our luggage from the back of the Tahoe into the trailer to balance our load and improve the ride up the mountain to Flagstaff.

Our night stop

   We were on the road at 4:27 p.m. On the way to our dinner stop in Casa Grande we noticed that the Pinal Air Park was overflowing with commercial aircraft which had been brought there to store during the massive slowdown in air traffic. There are always some planes parked in the desert at Pinal Air Park, but we guessed a 10-fold increase in the number of planes from when we passed by in early January that option was closed. Buffalo Wild Wings was offering take out dinners so we both got a hamburger and fries and then ate our dinner outside the trailer in a mall parking lot in our patio chairs. Joan purchased a bottle of Pinot Noir from the restaurant and she sipped on that treasure until it got dark. We presented quite a sight and several people gave us big smiles as they drove by.

   We always wait until the sun goes down in Casa Grande so as not to pull the trailer up the mountain during the heat of the day. We also watched out final 2020 Arizona sunset which was beautiful.

    In Phoenix I donned my mask and gloves and topped off the Tahoe tank as the trip up the mountain sucks a lot of gasoline. (We also make another gas stop halfway up the mountain just to make sure we have enough fuel).

    At 9:40 p.m. we pulled into the Maguireville/Prescott rest area at about 4,000 feet and went to bed. We parked between a motorhome and a running semi-truck and trailer.

   Because of the current issues we did not use the rest area bathroom to brush our teeth and get ready for bed and instead used our trailer bathroom.

The truly open road

    We were up early (about 6:10 a.m.) and headed back up the mountain for the rest of the journey at 6:33 a.m.

   We arrived at the storage area at 7:38 a.m. and the outside temperature was 30 degrees in Flagstaff. Luggage was removed from the trailer, loaded into the Tahoe and I spent the rest of the time covering the wheels, securing the trailer and removing our battery before heading out on our trip to Amarillo, Texas.

    By the time we got to Albuquerque (sounds like a Glen Campbell song) it was 70 degrees and beautiful outside. Traffic was scarce through what is usually a very traffic laden city. We climbed up out of Albuquerque and the temperatures dropped to 57 degrees for much of the rest of the time in New Mexico.

   There were some pronghorn antelope along the freeway so that was cool. By the way this day was our 21^st wedding anniversary. Usually we spend it in Bakersfield, California but not this year. New Mexico and Texas are a major improvement over Bakersfield as an anniversary destination.

    A local taco place was doing take out for dinner in Amarillo which we took back to our hotel room and devoured. We missed eating out at on this trip, but a small price to pay to stay safe.

Loving these gas prices

    Saturday morning was cool (37 degrees) but sunny as we headed out of Texas heading for Springfield, Missouri. We saw llamas and longhorns in Oklahoma. Gas was incredibly cheap in Oklahoma down to .99 cents a gallon at one station and $1.09 at most others. Unfortunately I filled up in Amarillo so no need to fill up needlessly there.

    Cows, cows and more cows as Joan would say along the route. With speed limit

s of 75 mph the day went fast and we only had to stop once for gas later in the day. We tried to minimize our exposure and always used masks and gloves during refueling stops.

    On Sunday, we departed Springfield about 9 a.m. and tuned into our church’s online broadcast for Palm Sunday. Halfway through the sermon we lost our signal so we had to finish the sermon later at the hotel. Again traffic was minimal, mostly trucks and it was like the world was slowly crawling to a stop.

    In addition to beautiful purple flowering bushes along the road we saw plenty of not-so-beautiful dead armadillos on the road. At one point we drove by a farm field just at the right time to see a back hoe pushing over a very large tree in a field along the freeway. Sorry no photo of that to share.

    Our high temperature was 59 on Sunday. We stayed at the Holiday Inn Express in Cloverdale, Indiana and had a meal delivered from a small restaurant across the street from the hotel. Fried chicked, I think.

A final hike

     We have been through Indianapolis many times and we usually have to contend with oodles of traffic, not so this year. There was some traffic, but nothing like usual. Once we got north of Indianapolis we and the trucks had the freeway to ourselves.

    At one rest area we passed there was a solo car in the rest area and a man playing his guitar on a bench there. Everything was very surreal.

    For one of the first times ever the sky was clear and bright as we entered Michigan in the early afternoon. Predictably the roughest roads we encountered were as soon as we entered Michigan.  The weather did get greyer as we closed in on home. 

    We are thankful for the easy travel home and continue to pray for the safety and health of all our friends.

   Before I end this I want to go back to our friends Mike and Suzy who headed out ahead of us from Voyager. I got a text from Mike Friday night that they had gotten as far as Little Rock, Arkansas and then found out they could not find a park that would let them stay overnight further east. They turned the motorhome around and headed back to Arizona to wait out the virus situation.

   Thanks for following along with us and we pray for a better rest of the year for everyone.

Mileage out from Camping World in Tucson: 38036

Time out from Camping World in Tucson: 4:27 p.m.

Mileage in to storage at Flagstaff: 38313

Time in to storage at Flagstaff: 7:38 a.m.

Time out from storage at Flagstaff: 8:18 a.m.

Mileage in Amarillo, Texas: 38932

Time in to Amarillo, Texas: 7:17 p.m. (CDT)

Time out of Amarillo, Texas: 8:35 a.m.

Mileage out of Amarillo, Texas: 38932

Mileage in to Springfield, Missouri: 39496

Time in to Springfield, Missouri: 4:46 p.m. (CDT)

Time out of Springfield, Missouri: 9 a.m.

Mileage in to Cloverdale, Indiana: 39919

Time in to Cloverdale, Indiana: 4:28 (EDT)

Time out of Cloverdale, Indiana: 9:12 a.m.

Time in to home: 2:48 p.m.

Mileage in at home: 40295

Cancelled!

Bird watching - not cancelled

  Cancelled pretty much describes the past two weeks. Like much of the country Arizona has come to a standstill. The last time I wrote everything was in full swing here at the resort and then suddenly the brakes were applied. First it was a slow braking, but it soon accelerated to a panic stop.

   At first all indoor events were cancelled in the park, but eventually they shut down all outside activities as well. No more pickleball, shuffleboard, tennis or bocce ball. Full stop on everything. The store and grill were open for a few days, but even that was shut down and only take out meals are now offered.

Sunsets - not cancelled

   Also like the insanity everywhere else, toilet paper was in short supply and I had to get up at 5:45 a.m. so I could go to Fry’s during “senior shopping time” to score one 8-pack of toilet paper. We, and Joan’s sister and brother-in-law now have enough toilet paper to get through our time here.

    As I mentioned in the last post Diane and Denny are here for the month of March and while everything was normal for the first two weeks, the last two weeks have been anything but. All of us are “social distancing” but we have been with Diane and Denny since the beginning of their arrival here so we are still taking walks, short hikes and scenic drives together. Anything we have, they have and vice versa so we are not endangering anyone needlessly.

Mountain scenic drives - not cancelled

    We took a drive to the top of Mt. Lemmon, a drive to Madera Canyon, a drive through East Saguaro National Park and we have walked the inside of the resort many, many times. To say we might be a little bored is an understatement, but we are still making the best of it.

    In fact, everyone in the resort is avoiding people like the plague, which obviously is where that expression originated. Friends cross the street so they won’t get within 6-feet of each other and mostly we just sit outside the RV and read.

Mountain top experiences - not cancelled

   The last three concerts of the season were abruptly cancelled so we missed the highly anticipated “Eagles” tribute concert, the less anticipated (for me) Barry Manilow concert and the steel drum group “Jovert” which we really like. It’s a small price to pay for staying safe.

   All business with the resort is done by phone. They still want to get paid.

    Church and Bible studies were also stopped. We have been listening to our home church services which are now being done online. 

Shows - cancelled

   Our plans to go to California have been aborted and we are heading home to Michigan on Thursday. Gas stations and hotels are open (so far) and many of our snowbird friends reported clear sailing on their trips home. We will miss seeing our family and friends there.

   I get the hype. I was a reporter for 30 years and I know how the media loves a panic. As a Christian I believe it when Jesus and God tells us “to be not afraid” and to “fear not.” So I probably approach all this a little differently than many folks. While I understand that this is serious and obviously deadly, the more deadly and serious aspect is the panic and fear that drives people to do silly things. Social media, for all the good it does in a crisis, does more to spread panic and disinformation than any other source.

    My son the nurse has made it clear (and he is pretty much an expert on viruses) that eventually we are all going to be exposed to this virus, unless we isolate for a couple years so while we can slow the spread we are not going to stop it. The slowing the spread is important for the health system, but eventually we will have to face the virus.

    I lived through SARS (that was going to kill hundreds of thousands of us)

Rattlesnake bridge - not cancelled

    I lived through H1N1 (another supposed pandemic that was going to kill us all)

    I somehow survived Y2K (that was supposed to shut down the world). While some hid in the dark on New Year’s Eve, Joan and I celebrated in a hot tub watching TV. Another worldwide panic that was pointless.

   When you live as long as I do, you learn that you take these one at a time. This one is going to be bad, but I’m not fearing it. One of two things will happen. At some point, now or later (and I’m doing everything we can to make sure it is later) I am going to come in contact with this virus. Hopefully they will have a vaccine, which I will get just like I get an annual flu shot and it will all be good. In the event thatI get the virus before the protection, I’ll deal with it.

Pima Air Museum - before it closed

    We are good, we are being careful, we are not being frightened into anxiety. We have enjoyed our take out fish fries from Culver’s and we have enjoyed our time with our family. We are sorry they didn’t get to experience the park as it usually is, but even in its reduced state it’s still a lot of fun.

   Here are the things that didn’t get cancelled:

   Beautiful sunsets

   Reading books

   Visiting with family via Facetime

    Wonderful dinners

   Great weather

   Walks in the park

   Bird watching

   Rides in the mountains

   Scenic hikes

   Phone calls with friends and family.

   We pray for those who are working on the front lines of this disease and look forward to when we can shake hands, visit face to face with friends and family and return to some normalcy.

One more sunset - not cancelled

   This will likely be my last post until we get home. We covet your prayers as we make this very unusual trek home. Be safe, don’t worry.

Friends and family brighten our time in Arizona

    I’m baaack!  Just when I thought I could keep this blog up to date I failed miserably. I have no excuses, but we have been busy with friends and family who have come to the desert to visit. 

   When last we visited I had just had an MRI on my knee and was awaiting results. Well, things have progressed quite a bit since then. The verdict was a torn meniscus, which in short means my hiking days for this season are over. No more mountains to climb this year.

   The orthopedic doctor here is not knife happy and suggested I try physical therapy to strengthen my left knee (my right knee is just fine) and try and avoid any surgery or pain blocking medication.

Denny and Diane at the Battle of the Bulge Memorial

   So for the last two weeks I have been going twice a week to a physical therapist based right here in the resort and the pain is subsiding and the legs are getting stronger. My hope is that I will continue to strengthen my knees and return to some aggressive hiking next season. For now though, I have to watch all my hiking friends climbing without me.

   In addition to my twice a week physical therapy sessions the good therapist has given me a half dozen exercises to complete each day to strengthen my knees. He calls them exercises, I call them torture.

   One of the things I try (not always successfully) to do is not complain. Joan and I are truly blessed to be able to come to Voyager each year so a little setback this year with not being able to continue to hike is a little frustrating, but a minor inconvenience compared to challenges faced by so many others.

   God has been so good to us and we have such a great family and friends that I don’t want any of this to come off as complaining. Life throws us a curve now and then but we continue to be thankful for all that we have and enjoy.

    Our Michigan Party on March 2^nd turned into a stress filled event as the weather promised to dump heavy rain on our outdoor party. For days leading up to the party, the local television stations were filled with the impending doom of rain (yes, they get pretty amped up over a little moisture here). Each succeeding day it looked worse and worse for the party.

    The only indoor alternative was to share a space (if they were open to it) with the Oregon and Washington folks who had a combined event planned for the ballroom at the same time as ours.

   So on Saturday, just two days before the party, I contacted the organizers of the Oregon/Washington party and presented them with a request to share their space. In keeping with the fun Voyager spirit they quickly invited us to join them in the ballroom and the party went on without a hitch. (By the way, it never rained, but it was a little cooler than normal.) Joan and I spent an hour calling all of those who signed up for the party to tell them of our new location.

Denny at Pima Air Museum

   On Tuesday, February 18, our friends Roger and Jessica from Grand Blanc, Michigan arrived in their RV and set up just two spaces from us. This is the third year they have joined us here in Tucson and it is great fun having them here.

   Roger is my former editor at the Flint Journal and more than a boss he has become a really good friend along with his wife, Jessica. We have a lot of laughs and fun. He and Jessica play Bocce Ball and have attended the concerts with us.

   The Alabama Tribute concert was great along with the Sixties Mania program this past week.

    Joan continues her volunteer work at the Voyager clinic and I continue to get up early three days a week to set up the ballroom for various events. Without my 2-3 days a week hiking schedule I find a lot of idle time here in the park.

    We attended Ash Wednesday services here in the park on February 26 so we didn’t have a show that night. The following week on March 4 was the Sixties Mania show.

    More fun began on Sunday March 1 when Joan’s sister, Diane, and brother-in-law Denny arrived from Maryland after a week long car trip across the country. They have rented a park model for a month here and because it was available for them to occupy until Monday , March 2, they stayed overnight with us in the trailer.

   It's not the first time they have stayed in the trailer in fact they have visited us in the trailer in Indiana, Texas and Arizona previously.

   We are having a lot of fun with them as they are meeting some of our friends and seeing all the activities in the park. Denny and I meet in the Fitness Center early in the morning so he can do his program and I can rehab my knee.

    Last Friday, we had dinner with all of our company in the Voyager Grill on fish fry night. A good time was had by all.

   Denny and I made a trip to the Pima Air and Space Museum last week and this Friday (March 13), Denny me and my friend Bob from Minnesota are going to the Titan Missile Museum. I'll write more about that after I procrastinate another three weeks and do a post.

We attended the Voyager Pinewood Derby, a Reminiscence Dance, Market Daze, lecture series, church, potlucks and a variety of other activities here in the old Pueblo.

The back side of the Bulge Memorial

    Diane and Jessica have been going with Joan to Zumba classes and aquacise and Joan continues to make polymer clay jewelry. Some of those creations she shared at the resort wide “Show and Tell” event this past week.

    Diane and Denny joined us at Meet Me at Maynard’s on Monday night and got registered and are now official MMMers.  We had a nice dinner of bratwursts at the Ten 55 

   

    During our walk we stopped to pay respects to the Battle of the Bulge Monument near the old City Hall. Joan and Diane's Dad was a veteran of the U.S. Army's World War II 75th Division that earned their reputation and awards in that battle.

  With more “impending” rain the park was quiet on Tuesday, March 10, but Denny, Diane joined us for their second Tuesday potluck in the ballroom.

  

Life is good in the desert

Home away from home

  A wrecked left knee, a little cold weather and the visit of more friends were the highlights of the past couple weeks. When we last wrote we were headed to the Short Notice (that’s the name of the band) Dance in the ballroom Saturday, February 1.

    We had a good time at the dance and then followed that up the next day with the Superbowl in the trailer. Joan set us up with cheese and crackers and we snacked our way through an entertaining Superbowl. As Detroit Lions fans we can only dream of what it would be like to have a team in that game.

    Joan has continued with her volunteer work at the resort health clinic, actually working a couple extra shifts to help out another volunteer who was sick. Both of us continue to attend our weekly Bible studies and I am always busy setting up tables and chairs for various resort events.

My car is parked near that mountain in the distance

    We continue to attend the weekly Meet Me at Maynard’s events and even went on a Monday when it was pouring rain. We figured with the lower crowd numbers we would have a better chance to win a prize. Didn’t work out that way. But we did get pretty wet.

   The space next to us in the park has been a revolving door of visitors so we haven’t had a chance to get to know our nearest neighbors very well because they are here for a day or two and then POOF! They are gone.

   Our Flint friends Mahlon and Colleen came into town the day after our Lapeer friends Karen and Bob left after a month in the Voyager with us. Mahlon and Colleen do not stay at the resort but we had a chance to meet them for dinner and then Mahlon an I did a nice hike on Brown Mountain.

Had to go through this gate on my hike- cows on the other side

    The concerts at the resort continue to be really, really good. The Buddy Holly tribute show on February 5 was good, but the Chicago Experience on February 12 was even better. The activities director here does an excellent job of booking acts that meet the needs of a pretty eclectic group of residents.

    Next week is an Alabama tribute show that will make a lot of folks very happy.

   We are in the planning stages of the Michigan Party on March 2. I go to the coffee and doughnuts meeting in the ballroom each Saturday drumming up support for the party. Joan will do the planning for the food, etc.

Two Jims on a hike

    The lecture series have been good on Thursdays. I missed the one on a local Holocaust survivor because I was hiking with Mahlon, but Joan attended “the boy who wouldn’t die” and said it was extremely interesting. We both attended the lecture on the Empire Ranch. We have visited there several times and I have written about it previously. The lecture was presented by the granddaughter of one of residents of the historic ranch.

    On the weekend of the 8^th we headed up to Apache lands so Joan could play at the casino and I could go hiking in a new place. I found a hike just outside Superior, Arizona on the Arizona Trail. Most sections of the Arizona Trail are popular hiking places and I assured Joan I would not be alone, but as it turned out I didn’t see another living soul during my 7.5 mile trek but arrived back to the trailhead safe and sound.

   I had planned to try a loop hike near the Arizona Trail section, but couldn’t find the trail and didn’t want to get lost. Especially when I could hear target practicing going on nearby and didn’t want to stumble onto someone’s private land by accident.

Apache cafe in San Carlos

    We had breakfast in a Native American café in San Carlos, Arizona on the San Carlos Apache Indian Reservation and then went to the tribal museum. It was interesting learning about the history and trials of the tribe.

   Over the past few years we have visited several Indian Reservations in Arizona and have learned a great deal about the history and trials of the various tribes. Interestingly, some of the tribes were enemies of each other and reading their competing histories show how each tribe viewed their struggles with the other. As you can imagine they have very different views of those conflicts.

Jim and Dave 1,800-feet up

   We took a different route home so I could let Joan see some of the beautiful scenery between Globe, Arizona and Phoenix. It reminded me a little of the scenery around Moab, Utah when we visited there with my sister Pam and brother-in-law Jeff a few years back.

   Also during the last two weeks I took a tour of the Gospel Rescue Mission here in Tucson and have applied to be a volunteer there during our time here now and in the future. As you can imagine, the fair weather here brings a lot of homeless folks and many have desperate needs.

   As a volunteer I can give a couple hours a week serving food or checking folks in off the street into the new facility. I have always felt uneasy just handing out a couple bucks to people on the street worried that the money would be used to their detriment.

    The motto of the Gospel Rescue Mission is “There is something you can do,” and they work hard to get people up on their feet and into productive work.  I’ll let you know how that goes.

One of our many Arizona sunsets

   Joan has continued to make jewelry (I’ll have photos in the next post) and I have kept hiking despite my miserable knee. The knee actually hurts more at night than when I am hiking but I had to cut a really difficult hike short because I knew I had 3.5 miles hiking back to the trailhead. We had climbed up nearly 1,800 feet and I knew going down was going to really stress my knee.  It was one of the better decisions I have made.

Mahlon on Brown Mountain

   I had an MRI on February 7 and will find out the results of that this coming Tuesday, February 18. I’ll let you all know how that works out.

    We attended the Valentine’s Day dance on Saturday, February 15. Oh, did I mention I made $12 helping to set up Market Daze this past week. The elite table crew that sets up that gets a small payment for the work. I have not been on that crew until the past week when one of the guys came up sick. I’ll try not to spend it all in one place.

    I also completed my latest USS Cogswell DD-651 Association newsletter with the help of my father who is a master copy editor.

One month in the books, two to go

A beautiful Arizona sunset Jan. 30

    Time really flies. Here it is February 1 and we have one month in the books for our winter 2020 trip to Arizona. It has been a fun and eventful month and we look forward to more fun and events in February and March.

   All our usual activities continue, Joan’s voluntary service at the health clinic, my frequent trips to the ballroom to set up chairs and tables for various events and concerts here at Voyager. Bible studies, chapel service, Tuesday potlucks and just the general fun continues.

Hay ride

   After coming here for 10 years we don’t do as much sightseeing as we used to but we found a cotton farm tour up near Casa Grande that we hadn’t done and headed up there on January 15. Caywood Farms is located near Eloy, Arizona, about an hour from Tucson.

    The tour included music, a slide show, a hay ride and a cotton-picking experience in a real life cotton field. Trust me after trying to pick cotton this is not a profession or job I would have ever considered for long term work.

   We learned a great deal about cotton that we did not know including how it is graded and how the farmer gets paid for the product.  For years we have passed large bales of cotton in fields along I-10 and now we know that they are about 15,000 pounds each and are processed at a nearby gin.

cotton picker

   It was a great day and a fun experience. We got home in time to catch “Uptown” show in the Voyager Ballroom. Lots of Motown, Stevie Wonder, and other musical stars from our time and just watching the performers dance and sing left me exhausted. A very high energy show.

   On Friday, January 17, we went to the dinner show in the ballroom and Brad Fitch, a wonderful John Denver tribute artist, entertained the crowd for more than an hour after dinner. Another winning show. Dinner was pretty good too.

    The next night we attended the Retro Rockets Dance, again in the Voyager Ballroom. They are the most popular dance group that comes here and the ballroom was packed. The dance floor was crowded but the music was great. We danced the night away.

  Our friend Bob and Karen joined us for church here at the Voyager and then we went for breakfast at the Voyager grill after church. We have really enjoyed having Bob and Karen here with us and look forward to their return next year hopefully for two months instead of one.  More on them in a second.

50 MMM pins

   Joan and I attended the monthly birthday party celebration for the hikers and bikers group at Barry and Darcel’s house in the Cove section of Voyager.

    Monday, January 20 was Martin Luther King Day, but also the day Joan and I received our 50^th pin at Meet Me at Maynard’s.  During our walk we met up with Dave and Deb from the Voyager and went out to dinner with them after the pin ceremony. We ate again at Elliott’s.

    My hiking has been slowed by a left knee problem I am having, but I am currently seeing an orthopedic doctor to figure out just what has gone wrong. I have gone on a number of hikes, but I’m taking it just a little easier than usual. Bob and I did the Phone Line Trail this past week and had a good time. That’s about a 7-mile hike.

    I once took a small group of friends on this hike and because of my misunderstanding the escape trails off of the Phone Line Trail ended up getting my wife and two of our friends kind of upset with me. Since that day, I have been much clearer about where one can bail off the trail if you are tired.

Bob on Phone Line hike

    Bob and I did the entire trail from Tram Stop 9 all the way back to the Sabino Canyon Visitor Center so no issues encountered on this day.

    On Wednesday, January 22 we attended “Tapestry” which was the Wednesday night concert at the Voyager. It was the music of Carole King. So far all the shows have been sold out (including the Spouse Whisperer – a comedian) who we say on Wednesday, January 29. We have seen him before, but at my age I forgot most of his jokes so the show was pretty much new to me.

   Joan attended a lecture on bees and other pollinating bugs in the Catalina Room on Thursday January 23 (I was hiking with Bob).

   On Friday, January 24 we met the former superintendent that Karen, Joan and I once worked for at Lapeer Community Schools at a wonderful restaurant in Tucson. The restaurant is called “Culinary Dropout” and it was full to capacity, but because we had reservations we had no wait.

     We returned to the park with enough time to attend most of the Dance with Delores group in the ballroom and the next night we attended the Reminiscence Dance in the Ballroom. As you can see we do a lot of dancing here.

Carillo-Garwood hike

   On Thursday, January 30 I attended two lectures, one in the morning and one in the afternoon. The morning lecture was on “Wild Mustangs of the West” which was a film about the management of wild horses in Nevada, Utah and Wyoming. The afternoon lecture was on a the nearby Tumacacori Mission near Tubac. Joan joined me for the afternoon lecture. After that we went shopping and then had a good bye dinner with Karen and Bob at the Voyager Grill. Unfortunately they left early on Jan. 31.

    Friday morning I had a doctor’s appointment at Tucson Orthopedic Center to find out what I have done to my left knee. The pain is keeping me from having a good night’s sleep. X-rays show some arthritis issues, but more likely I have done something to my meniscus which may require some minor surgery or at least a cortisone shot so I can resume my more aggressive hiking without constant pain.

   I’m waiting on an MRI appointment which will give my doctor a better idea of what I have done to my knee. I’ll keep you all posted.  We have another Short Notice Band dance on Saturday night and then the Super Bowl on Sunday. More on what happens then later.