VitaTour 2008

On the way home

2008-07-28T15:59:00.000-07:00

In a nut shell, we have traveled 11,000+ miles, through 30 states, both east & west coasts, got tossed out of a foreign country, had blown tires, failed air conditioning, paid over $5.15 for fuel, water leaks and busted windows, all of which have been endured. Old and new friends have been endeared. Some doc's brought over, support groups enlightened, and hopefully lives made easier and healthier because we had a few minutes to share our story.

The last leg of every VitaTour is the hardest. We really love being out and being with you all. As we return to Washington, we are back among the familiar. Tall evergreens, high snowcapped mountains are everywhere we look as we cross White Pass into Western Washington. We leave behind big farms, deserts, fields of crops and animals, landscape that where once only in pictures are now memories, and new friends. It truly is hard to come home and have to go back to "work".

We know we are home when we see Mount Rainier for the first time in 9 weeks. Still using secondary roads, our navagation system seems to be giving us the slow but majestic tour to get us back to Puyallup. We call ahead and let the Vitacrew know the return festivities will have to wait until the next day as we won't be pulling in until after 10:00. We pull in and are welcomed by Sheri, Riley and Barney as they are still up and waiting as we arrive on Monday night, tired and ready to leave again, but.... As usual the cats remained aloof and scolded us for leaving them for so long.

The VitaCrew prepared lunch the next day to welcome us home and hugs and smiles abound. We have a great staff, as you all know, and they took good care of things while we were gone.

For the past several years, at the end of our trips we have opened our home for "Grad Weekend". A group of folks that have met on the OSSG Graduate Group, gather and have a "slumber party". Florida, Louisiana, Georgia, Texas, Oregon , Nevada, Idaho, California and, of course, Washington are represented, and the party begins Thursday and I think it will continue until Wednesday, when the last gal is scheduled to head home.

We start with dinner at Famous Dave's BBQ, Friday, a pot luck here on Saturday and left overs the rest of the week. Time for laughter, friendships to be formed, stories to be told, experiences to share and love, lotsa love the entire weekend. The twelve of us at Dave's are Sue S from CA, Laureen from TX, Tiffany from CA, Eleanor from CA, Gina from GA, Sharon from CA, Lisa in cajun countru (LA), Sherri from WA, Cheyenne from ID, Sue B from NV, Sheri J (in sunny FL), Alice from CA (bettytheloon), Michelle and me (behind the camera of course). Great food, a mess of to go boxes and "Do you have room for dessert?"

Sue B & Michelle ---------------------------------------------------Tiffany & Eleanor

Sherri R & Cheyenne------------------------------------------------- Gina & Sharon

Sharon & Lisa------------------------------------------------------------ Sue S & Laureen

We had 25+ come and visit at the potluck on Saturday. Humm, another gathering around food. There seems to be a theme here. Which one of us is the faster shooter girl? Let's see who is here:

Sue S & Lisa------------------------------------------------------ Rachel (Sharon above)

Lisa -----------------------------------------------------------------------Sherrie & Jamie G

Sherrie & Amy E -----------------------------------------------Jamie M & Laureen

Amy E ---------------------------------------------------------- Patti (works here) & Sheri J

Alice and her bottomless tea cup ---------------------------- Jamie G & Lisa & Jamie M

Sue B ---------------------------------------------------------------------Tiffany

David (Mr. Eleanor) & Gene (Hugs- Mr. Rachel)----------Terry (in WA) & Timothy (Mr. Lane)

Gina from GA-------------------------------------------------------------------- Eleanor

Sharon-------------------------------------------------------- Lane & Gene

Michelle & Lisa-------------------------------------------------------- Cheyenne & Barney

Sunday evening some of the gals mixed together left overs for soup and stir-fry. We all enjoyed our last meal together (except some of us rather play with our carrots). Some were leaving in the morning, others later in the day, but all do have to leave, head home, with memories, recipes, encouragement, and lotsa hugs. We hate seeing you all go, as having you come is such a ball for us. We are already planning next years trip to the Dallas ASMBS Conference and hope to meet new faces and see more friends.

We want to thank every one who came out to visit with us and each local contact to help make this trip a success. Each person we met is an inspiration and a voice of encouragement to use. Vitalady wouldn't exist and the Vita couple's life wouldn't be so blessed without your support and love.

VitaTour 2008 is complete, 2009 is coming sooner than you know. If you are west of the Mississippi River and want us to stop by, let us know. Until then, I get Vitalady all to myself so we can "go get a room".

God Bless you all. Love,
Michelle and Don (Mom & Dad)

Almost over, dang

2008-07-19T18:12:00.000-07:00

We left Montana on 7/16 and moved on into Idaho. As we meandered the last few miles across Montana we enjoyed the beginnings of familiar terrain, rivers, mountains and farms. Yes, Montana is a large but very warm state. People’s hearts are as big as the sky here. And fuel is cheap. Fuel was a low as $4.54 compared to a high of $5.15 in New York. Michelle got all excited when she saw a semi in the Costco fuel station. “GOT DIESEL? CHEAP DIESEL?” Not a chance, he was delivering, dang.

Every time we stopped, Lucy jumped up on her perch between our seats to look and see where we are. “Hey, are we there yet, people?” When she see her they usually ask what kinda dog she is. I get the funniest looks, when I tell them she’s a “bird” dog. Most of the time I had to explain what I meant. “Perch”, “Bird Dog” Get it? OK, I’m starting to get rummy. What do you expect, after 60 days on the road?

As we cross into Idaho, the mountains create deep valleys and forests with real trees. The rivers still follow the roads and make lakes. I want to take a dip, but was assured our shower would be much warmer. Coeur d' Alene is a town we fell in love with a few years ago. With the beautiful lake and lush green, and a lot of open space, it would be the 2nd choice for a new Vitalady home base. (Seaside, OR of course, gets first dibs.)

We have lunch with Cheyenne at the river and loved catching up with her. Michelle even had “FISH” for lunch, naturally salmon, and seemed to enjoy it. The food and view were wonderful. She invited us over to her home to meet her hubby, Steve, and Cody. Cody seemed to take a liking to Lucy. Unfortunately, Lucy doesn’t play Mrs. Robinson very well and informs Cody “Ya bother me, kid. Go pick on someone your own size”. Which of course, was difficult (OK impossible) for poor Cody.

We did have to push on to our night time destination, in Othello, WA. It is amazing how the type of farms change across the country. From small family owned plots of a few acres, to large “plantations”, to large vineyards, to major industrial complexes, to huge ranches, back to smaller family spreads and now to vast open fields. The method of gathering, irrigating and raising crops and herds was so different in each region. It creates beauty and now memories for us.

Today, here in Othello we are catching up and doing some house cleaning before we head home. We were just informed we could not go home tomorrow (Sunday), but had to stay another day. Hmmm, me thinks the VitaCrew is up to something. We could always head for Seaside and spend a week there if they don’t want us home. I am not going to mind spending another day here. It is quiet with lots of trees and grass, and fairly good internet. What more could a guy want? So if you are looking for us on Sunday night, we got delayed until Monday. I can’t wait to see what these gals have cooked up. SO until Monday night, don’t look for us. I think we are taking a day of vacation. So, see ya on Monday…..

Montana, Big Sky Country

2008-07-15T18:25:00.000-07:00

As we are leaving North Dakota the winds were strong and pushing the 5th wheel all over the highway. I don’t care what any one says; this box does not behave well in the wind. However I don’t think that a wind that makes white caps on a lake would be anything worth messing with. Here at Sweetbriar Lake, ND you can see what we battled. We had a piece of trim on the trailer get loose and I had to remove it, before it flew into someone’s windshield. Oh well, something else to fix on the “trailer”. Our mileage has dropped to under 6 miles per gallon of Gold. (New York has been the highest at $5.15/gallon of diesel.) We have been averaging 9+/- most of the trip. Not as good as we hoped.

We continue west and Michelle says there is the world’s largest “scrap metal” sculpture up ahead. All I see is a giant eye ball watching down on the road. With something flying in front of it? I wonder what some artists are thinking. There is a dirt road up to the sculpture with 18-24” “Black Swans” lining the drive way. This thing is huge, and yes, a piece of “art”, but interesting in its own way.

As we get ready to leave North Dakota, the landscape gets more rugged and the farms return to being family owned ranches. A lot of dairy and horse spreads. Michelle is still looking for a “real” cowboy, riding the fence line or herding. A lot of trucks with cowboy hats in the driver seat, but not a mounted one yet.

There are mountains in the background and getting closer as we pull into the Painted Canyon area in the Theodore Roosevelt National Park. It is nearly as dramatic as Red Canyon in Utah, but with its own character and pallet of color.

Moving on down the road into Montana, we come across horses and Wind Power Generating facilities. We have seen a lot of horses, one or two turbines this trip but this is by far the biggest facility thus far. I would guess at least 50 turbines. This second picture depicts three forms of energy generation. Wind, Electrical and more wind (LOL). They still need to plug into us distal patients for better and more methane.

When Joanie came out to Washington, awhile ago, she gave us a refrigerator magnet with a “Big Sky Country” picture. The sky is so big, deep blue and expansive. And in reality, it is every bit what the picture portrays.

The farms in Montana are again more family run with well cared for equipment and properties. I found that even the way the fields are cut they leave a feel of an artist creating across the rolling hills.

We have been using more back roads again and less freeway, exposing us to wonders we would have missed. Pulling into Great Falls is like a trip into small town USA, but it isn’t small or backward. We meet up with Joanie and her friend Marilyn. There is a lot of talk, encouraging Marilyn not to give up. She is pretty discouraged, but we have some ideas for her. They join us back at the trailer and sampled some new proteins and bars (Rock-N-Roll & Supreme). I think she died and went on to Heaven. Of course Lucy was there adding to the mix and adding her two cents worth.

Today, Michelle and Joanie are out doing girlie things and leaving me to do manly stuff. My “fix this and fix that Honey Do List” was there for me to check off my manly chores. Well, this blog is one of them and I can now check it off the list. Tomorrow we move onto Helena, MT and have the truck serviced. Not to worry, just standard servicing, and they better remember to put the oil drain plug back in. I don’t need any more problems. As the sun sets here in Big Sky, Montana, let me just say we’ll see ya in Helena as we continue through this incredible state.

Land of 1,000 Lakes

2008-07-11T08:34:00.000-07:00

I wouldn’t be a bit surprised if the state slogan for Minnesota (Land of 1,000 Lakes) was right. As we travel west on I-94, I lost count. But I can tell you, there are very likely a thousand lakes here. All sizes, shapes and color. As we rise and fall over the hills here, the lakes are everywhere, peeking out of the trees and meadows. It is really beautiful here in western MN, USA.

We cross the border into North Dakota and everything changes. Rolling hills have flattened, farms give way to industry and the suburbs. We find our campsite and it sure isn’t like they portray it on the internet. Oh well, it’s just one night. We can wash the mud off the shoes and move on tomorrow. I am looking forward to seeing more of this state.

On the way into Fargo (Casselton), Michelle suggests we stop at an RV store and pick up some roof repair supplies. I need to fix a tear we received going under some low hung tree limbs. Once parked and set up, I got up topside and did the repair, while the sky starts to darken. Oh yeah, I sure am glad I got this done, quickly. We got hit with a storm that shook the heck out of us. WOW. The sunset and then the lightening show were incredible. Rainbow, too. I checked the patch job after things died down a bit. Dry as a duck's back.

Lucy came out with me, but couldn’t wait to get back under Michelle’s desk to be protected from the storm. Poor baby.

Tomorrow we cross North Dakota, to Bismarck, investigating a new state for us. So I guess, we’ll see you there.

What time zone are we in

2008-07-10T09:35:00.000-07:00

I think the hardest thing to keep up with, while traveling across the country is the time zones. We have cell phone clocks, wall clocks, navigation clocks, clocks in the truck and more. We keep wondering what the local time is. When we were getting ready to meet the group in Minneapolis, were we an hour early, an hour late or believe it or not, right on time. BELIEVE IT. “On time” OK, five minutes late, but… it’s Michelle time.

We were leaving the Wisconsin dairy country and heading into Minnesota. Hey, I forgot to get my WI Cheese fix. Dang… OK over Lake Wissota and the “Land of a Thousand Lakes”. The lakes look so clear and inviting, but cold. So no swimming for us for now.

We got into our camp site at Maple Grove (outside of Minneapolis) and dropped the trailer and Lucy. Yes, she is still with us. Such a sweetie, she is. This is a dog’s life, right? “Well, if you have to go, I’ll just wait here for ya!” "Hey, Michelle, how do I get a job like this?"

We met up with Jazzi (Michelle) at Perkins in Maple Grove and a group, much larger than she anticipated. She always said she felt like she was all alone, here in Minneapolis. Then 4 folks contacted her earlier and then even more made contact this morning. As always with these groups, folks felt the sense of “community” when we all got together.

Michelle looks stumped (a sight I rarely see), reviewing labs and Trey was providing the comic relief.

Seasoned post-ops and brand spanky new pre-ops. Revisions, VBG’s, DSers and RNY’, all gathering with a common goal. With this group, the common goal was weight loss. 1037# lost. Over a half ton lost. What an accomplishment, we are proud of ya.

Oh yeah, I forgot to mention it, but today is Michelle’s and my anniversary. We have been married for 20 years today. We have celebrated it the last few years on the road and sharing it with you all. What a wonderful anniversary present you’ve given us. Friendship, love, and encouragement by your success. Thank you for this precious gift. And with that, I am going to close and we are going to “Get a Room”.

Goodnight all see you in North Dakota tomorrow

The Windy City-Chicago

2008-07-08T22:47:00.000-07:00

We made it to Chicago (Roselle) without any problems. Getting here reminded me of driving in Washington, except no mountains. It is beautiful. Green everywhere and they are still scratching the ground, planting, raising herds of cattle and feeding America from here. It seems, Carol got them to fix the potholes this year and the construction situation was much better than the last time we were here.

We planned several days at Carol & Frank’s home. And a wonderful park like setting they have. Once we maneuvered the trailer, we did spot a window that got smashed out from a basket ball hoop. I always seem to hit them. I did it in Hanford at Alice’s, too, a while ago. Gotta watch my overhangs. Frank and I (mostly Frank) created a new window from Plexiglas to get us home. He did a great job, thank you Frank. (M: and Green Bay really tested the waterproof aspects!)

Their house sits back from the road and has a wonderful yard. It was like camping at the best camp site. Trees, grass and what is that down by the road? A doe and her fawn? Apparently there are a number of deer on the property. Carol said they come up to the house and peek in the windows.

Carol and Frank hosted a BBQ potluck for us. There were 12+ WLS patients that gathered to meet us, including one that spent time at our home when she came to see Dr. Oh. Charmaine came out to Washington 3 years ago. She is still wanting to get a revision and we spent time talking about options.

A lot of one on one time with us was had. There were labs to look at, stories to be told, and encouragement to be had. BUT most importantly, new friendships to be built.

As we get ready to leave, Michelle and Carol, scoop up her “blues” for some kitty fix time. Lucy is ready to roll and wants to know if she can ride in the back on her perch? “But Daddy, I wanna ride back here.” (No, she didn’t).

We head toward Milwaukee and again the nav, puts us on the side roads and through towns. These homes in an older section of Milwaukee are still celebrating the 4th. We ran into a thunder shower and were VERY pleased the new window sealed out a pretty hard storm. Still dry and in place.

We arrived in De Pere, WI late, found our spot and crashed into bed. When we got up in the morning, we were able to appreciate the campgrounds, pond, fountain and all. This was just outside of our trailer. I kind of remember seeing it last night under a red light, maybe. Or was that the vision through blood shot eyes?

Today we moved on to Chippewa Falls, WI. But first we meet Heather and her son Brant for lunch in Green Bay at the “Not By Bread Alone” cafe. We had a wonderful lunch and found yet another very successful WLS’er. I was impressed at how much of a gentleman Heather’s son is. Is there hope for this generation?

We see more silos here than any where else in our travels. Farm after farm, small and large are everywhere. It’s all so very pretty and typical for Wisconsin.

Tomorrow, we hit Minneapolis and meet up with Jazzi, and maybe some others, too. She is always fun to visit. We are looking forward to seeing her again. See ya there….

Meeting in Traverse City

2008-07-03T16:22:00.000-07:00

We just got back from our meeting in Traverse City, MI. Unfortunately, Sue W. had a family emergency and was not able to join us. We were met by Marty and introduced to the group. First off, we want to thank you all for your love and gifts. The flowers look beautiful in the RV. Sue, we sure missed seeing you. Marty, thank you for stepping in.

We started by going around the room, introducing ourselves and sharing a bit of our journey. There were pre and post ops including some long timers.

Michelle spent time sharing information on the ASMBS Conference and responding to a lot of nutritional questions. There were a bunch of eager gals looking for answers, and we hope we were able to satisfy their interest. We had RNY’s and Bandsters there, so a good mix. We always find it amazing how, patients with different procedures, are really so much alike.

After 8:00 we shifted to one on one with Michelle. I offered protein samples to try, doing my best Jerry Mcuire immitation at the Protein Bar. Some found a new shake they enjoyed and we explored the ideas for mixing up something special. For those keeping track, Pure Whey Stack was favored 3 to 1 over ProScore. ( M: this is a miscalculation! ) But the mixture of IDS Vanilla Cinnamon and Stack Chocolate was the big hit.

Tomorrow, we return to Allendale and get ready for Chicago and the 4th. Hey Carol, we are almost there. Get those kitties ready to be spoiled by the pros. As we travel, I do want to wish for each of you a safe celebration of our country’s anniversary. May you enjoy family and friends and appreciate the freedom our country enjoys.

See ya in Chicago.

Here we are in Michigan

2008-07-03T15:19:00.000-07:00

I hate to say this, but I guess we are about a third of the way home. We are missing our staff and our “fur” babies, but enjoying the freedom. Yes, having Lucy with us helps, but we need a cat fix, REALLY BAD. It doesn't help that our gals are sending pictures of our babies doing all those cute things. Priscilla and Kay, doing their staring thing.

We have passed through the industrial heart of America. I see wealth and tough negotiations in this home, which is just outside the campground in Butler, PA. The landscape has turned rugged. Somehow our nav. system has taken us to highways, rather than the Interstate System. This has happened several time during our trip and allowed us to experience much more of the local fare. I am glad we are not on a tighter time schedule. This allows us to see more than the concrete freeways and overpasses.

Again, churches and cemeteries are prevalent and a reminder of the history here, in the east.

As we leave Pennsylvania and have a moment in West Virginia, there are contrasts of a hard rugged work life and a more gentle home life. From steel and gas stack burn-off to the beauty of the proud American home. We met some gals in a store that were interested in our travels after seeing this huge rig in their parking lot. They don’t see many our size come through the town of Wheeling, WV. Come to find out, one of their parents and a friend have had weight loss surgery. How vast is our community?

Downtown Wheeling, West Virginia.

We pass over the Ohio River and onto Galloway, OH, just SW of Columbus. We park at the campground and register at this 1875 home of our host. This home is incredible, being in it is like stepping back 150 years. Her desk is the dining room table, and the furnishings are of years past. I felt welcomed and comfortable just as if we just unhitched the team and settled in for the night, to rest up for the continued journey west.

The next day we are out early and on our way to Indianapolis, IN. Again the back roads rather than the Interstate were the route. It is almost like we needed the more relaxed and restful passage. Well it did work, and we parked at the Indianapolis Fairgrounds. We had time to get all cleaned up and ready to meet Lori B and her fiends. There were many questions form the pre-ops and it was encouraging to hear their hopes and dreams. No one felt like weight loss surgery is a “Magic Pill”, but that they had to be very involved in their own care.

Lori is so darned cute and a successful DS’er. At just a year out, she is at goal and preachin’ the importance of supplements and proactive care. Lori, go for those dreams, girl. There is no doubt that the doc can overlook your enthousiam and add you to her staff.

Today is the 2nd and we are headed north to meet in Traverse City, MI. This is another group we are eager to meet. See you all there.

How did we end up in Pennsylvania?

2008-06-28T20:41:00.000-07:00

It seems like I haven’t written like forever. Even after taking a day off at Niagara Falls, we feel like we are running a week behind, but alas, we are still on schedule. But I am getting ahead of myself, so alow me to bring you up to date.

When we got back to Gaithersburg, after the conference, Liz and Warren threw a BBQ for us to meet the locals in this area. It was a great group most of whom were meeting for the first time. Warren brought out a 70’s era pin ball machine, and I caught Ed pinging away at the point meter.

Everyone pitched in to help Warren with the ribs, including Liz. I think their dog Chamber and Lucy weren’t far away. This was a mess-o-ribs and soooo gooood.

There was time to discuss and compare labs and success stories. Judy G was there sharing all kinds of stories.

Swinging and relaxing were the order of the day. Gina’s hubby “Wib” got the relaxing down pretty good.

All good things must come to an end and we have to say good bye, to our overly gracious hosts Liz, Warren and Chamber Lion. There aren’t enough nice words to express our appreciation, guys. Next time we meet, Chamber will be trained guide dog and Lucy will have mooching down to a science.

We did leave and as we passed Baltimore I realized two things. Michelle let me go to and from the conference to Gaithersburg all alone and I didn’t even get lost. I also realized there are many more cemeteries in the east than out west. Do you know why? If you do, post it in the comment section here and let’s see if we agree.

We are greeted in Clarksboro, NJ by the local ducky hosts. Seems like every campground has their own animal hosts. We have seen everything from birds, ducks, rabbits, to cats and dogs. Like a home away from home.

We meet up with Elizabeth N and her group in Clarksboro.

On our way to upstate New York we met up with Leslie (northern NJ, whom we have known for some time) and Marge (fivecatmarge) in Saugerties, NY.

We continue north and drink in the beauty of New York. Days like this, I miss it (except for the humidity) and then remember the winters and the snow and ice. This stretch of highway reminds me of the day I first got my drivers license and had my dad’s car up over 90MPH. Yes, I did get caught, and learned my lesson. Ole’ Smokey gave me a stern talkin’ to and a warning the “If I EVERY CATCH you speeding again, I’m gonna haul your butt to jail, GOT IT BOY?” I got it and never speed again (at least in his territory, even today I was watching the limits.

Unfortunately, Jamie E wasn’t able to meet up with us in Saratoga, but I did have time to meet my brother George, Vivian and Andy neat the old family home. I haven’t seen my oldest brother and his family for years, so it was a nice visit. Hopefully, one of these trips will bring us down to southern Florida again, so I can see my sister Anita, too.

We hit the Adirondack’s and the historic Lake George, Ft Ticonderoga area. Soooo Beautiful! We trusted our nav system to get us to Shelburne, until it took us to a ferry dock, to cross into Vermont. Humm someone at the mapping company has a poor sense of humor. The ferry was closed for the night and we had to find a diferent route.

We did get there and spent the night in Shelburne. We wanted to meet and visit with a new supplier, there. Marcel is Canadian and Deb (his boss) is from Boston. Perhaps Vermont’s version of Stiller & Mira. They spent time with us discussing vitamins and other “fun” stuff. At lunch we had BBQ and lot’s a fun. Hey Marcel, I am not posting “that picture”, but I am sending it to Deb, the Vermont Bunny.

Coming back toward New York (during the day and in the light) there is so much contrast in history, the old and new farms.

Over the bridge past Bolton’s Landing.

On to Byron, NY and we meet up with Linda C in Utica, another long time customer.

Throughout central and western NY there are old well maintained homes and wonderful contrasts in natural color.

We make a quick stop in Rochester to meet Global Health Products owner Al Cellura. Makers of ProCel, UpCal D and Liquafiber.

That night we end up in Buffalo, meeting with a group there. We can’t tell you all, how inspiring you all have been to us. We so enjoy meeting you, be it a larger group or just one person. Each stop has an amazing effect on us, as you share your stories, struggles, hopes and successes.

We took a planned day off and after meeting the Buffalo group, I was anxious to show Michelle, Niagara Falls. I know the view at night is spectacular, so after setting up, we pack up Lucy and head to the falls. Gosh there were signs and everything. We couldn’t possibly get lost. We didn’t get lost, made it to downtown. Wait, the falls are this way, to the right. Ummm, yeah the Canadian Falls. We end up going over the bridge into Canada, and couldn’t change directions.

Hey, we don’t have our papers so can I just turn around, and go home, PLEASE? “Sorry sir, but you will have to go through customs and get papers to get you back into the US. (Stupid Americans)”. I will say they didn’t arrest us as terrorists but then, we were truly forced into the wrong lane. “We see it al the time.”

Once back “home” after re-crossing the Rainbow Bridge, we tuck out tails between our legs and manage to peek over the bridge rail and saw the falls. I have been thrown out of a few places before, but never a country. I will have to find a way to make “THIS ONE” up to Michelle.

We went back the next day and managed to stay on the US side. I took a lot of pictures but will bore you with only a few.

These are the head waters and the “Point of No Return” before the falls.

The American and Bridal Falls and Toronto under various lighting. There is no way one can capture the power or the beauty created by this natural wonder.

As we return to the truck, the lights are bright over the head waters. This is truly a magnificent sight and very worth the trip. (This is NOT a paid advertisement but the City of Niagara Falls, NY) Just watch out and stay to the left on Hwy 62 in downtown. Otherwise, you too can be branded “Stupid American’s” and get tossed out of a foreign country.

In the morning we head out to Pennsylvania. We didn’t get the truck washed yesterday, as Michelle wanted, (to make up for you know what). How am I going to get out of this mess? Humm what are these gals doing over there? Car wash? Really? This was one right turn I gladly made. The Niagara/Wheatfield Girls Swim team suds us up and clean the nooks and crannies. Great job ladies, thank you for getting me off the hook. They did, didn’t they dear? PLEASE! I guess time will tell.

We travel through wine country and see miles of grape arbors. This field must be for Sacramental Wine.

Pennsylvania also has contrasts in their country side. Between dairy, grain and fruit farms, every turn has a story.

Tomorrow, we head for northern Ohio, to Columbus, past Pittsburgh, Wheeling, WV and Dayton. See ya there

Finally at the ASMBS Conference

2008-06-20T12:56:00.000-07:00

We are being treated like royalty, here at Elizabeth and Warren’s home. We are treated to evening feasts and making sure our every request to be taken care of. On top of that they have provided a place to park the RV and Lucy, during the conference.

We are really looking forward to the BBQ here on the 20th. We want to say publicly how much allowing us to say here has meant to us.

We had the chance to also meet Gail G. (Bubbc Gittel) and hubby Ed for lunch today. But I must say, I believe Gail enjoyed Lucy’s company more than ours, or is that reversed? All I know is Lucy had Gail twisted in knots, getting her fair share of petting her. We loved hearing all the stories and sharing time with them.

We did get lost trying to find this beautiful new hotel (the Gaylord National). Did you know that a new street or even a new area, not programmed into your guidance system, is not able to be recognized and will not help you get where you want to go? The streets and hotel are younger than our GPS. The result is trying to turn around on very narrow or impassible streets. Such fun.

But we did arrive, and found it to be such an impressive setting, overlooking the Potomac River. We had a room above and facing the Atrium. There was constant live music, water light displays beyond description and laughter heard from our balcony. This is a most amazing court yard and center for leisure activity and dining. The staff here is very gracious and even fun to work with. All though our schedule did not give us much down time to relax, we did enjoy our stay.

We were invited to a party being held to honor Dr. Marchesini’s birthday. He is a surgeon practicing in Brazil. At first we felt a bit awkward with this group of his DS patients, but that was our fault. Once we relaxed we found them warm, engaging and quite similar to us RNY’s. For some reason, there seems to be a wall between the patients with these two surgery types. For us, we, yes even I, find it silly as we have many common issues and can learn from each other. (OK, off my soap box)

Dr. Marchesini and his wife were arriving from Brazil a bit late so we were able to share in their arrival. We had not met them before and when introduced we had the feeling of being embraced in to a new family. Like our own Dr. Fox, we found him incredibly loved by his patients and they return it. We enjoyed chatting with everyone there and appreciated another invitation in to the DS world.

Dr M spent time with each of his patients and with us. He also invited Michelle and I to attend a meeting at the convention for DS surgeons, I think to help us understand their position on the surgery and to see the inner workings of a fledgling DS organization. That meeting was interesting and will be mentioned later.

Unfortunately, time got late, I am sure the good doctor and wife were tired from their travels, and finally had to say good night to the group and to the restaurant overseers (mannequins) as they left.

On our way back to then hotel, Michelle got a call from Dale (from BioTech), wanting to know where we were. He and his daughter, Hope, flew in at the last moment, and were able to get space on the exhibition floor to show off their products. Keeping in mind, the hotel was already full and the hall was sold out. Somehow, they were able to secure a booth space and room. They met us at our room and we chatted for several hours. ( M: they make the higher dose D3. Hope is a force to be reckoned with. After meeting here, I have no doubt she could book space anywhere, even if they were on overflow! Too much fun to be real!)

The next two and ½ days would be spent on the concrete floors at the exhibition hall and in some classes for Michelle. The New Champion sent Mike and Frank to work the show with us and to learn more about this portion of their business. They had so many questions about our use of the proucts and the treatment of our disease, obesity. As we all know, Michelle is passionate about the role of Champion Nutrition in “our community”. She was gentle and helped them to understand more about our population and hopefully able to change any preconceptions. Frank was very amazed in the similarities between the athletes and bariatric patients. ( M: but he risked life and limb by not brining ANY ProScore 100 !!!)

We met many old friends and made new contacts within the professional community. We found most are recommending protein to their patients now. Most are supplementing (no not yet to our extreme) but are starting to open their eyes. Dry D3 being available over the counter (OK, through Vitalady) in high dose was new to most and were very interested. We ran in to folks like, Dr’s Maguire, Srikanth, Champion (who ran the other way), Cowen, Vierra, Todd, and so many RN’s, RD’s, dietitians, group administrators, support group leaders and patients involved in the professional arena.

I want to share more about the conference, and will as our trip continues. Right now, we have to run, do some catch up and help with the BBQ preparations.

So until later, have a protein shake and enjoy your health.

We made the eastern passage

2008-06-12T17:46:00.000-07:00

What a great day, yesterday was. We slept in a bit and waited for a call from Rusty at RV Service, that the parts we were told we needed arrived and was ready to drop our heat pump. The call came and he wanted us to be there by 11:30. I was a little worried as we were told that dropping the unit would be at least 6 hours. He was confident the work would be completed so we would be able to get on the road.

We dropped the trailer and found a level of comfort with these folks and their professionalism. “We’ll call ya’ll when we finisher up.”

So we pack up Lucy and investigate Glen Allen and part of Richmond. Unfortunately, we didn’t have the time to do in depth sightseeing.

So between errands to the Post Office, the nail tech (for Michelle, not me) we find Richmond very beautiful. More stately homes and wonderful grounds on the landscape. Michelle and Lucy got to get her nails done and freed me to “play” at the BB Toys R Us. She even gave me an unused gift certificate. (Oh, foolish woman) Actually, I did restrain my self and only spent $24.00.

We head back toward the trailer and get the call from Rusty. “Come and get ‘er, we all done and everything’s workin’.” They dropped the heat pump and found some fried wires, but every thing we were told we needed, went into his stock and not needed on the trailer. We were expecting, $1,500 – $2,000 and were presented with a bill for under $800. If you need RV work, especially AC work, I would strongly suggest that you look him up. He’s honest but prepare yourself for him to be a bit on the grumpy side; I think he is much more comfortable with southern folk. Their humor is quite different than we are used to. ( M: RV Repair Service of Virgina, Ashland, VA www.rvserviceofva.com )

So around 6:00 we hitch up and head for Vienna, MD to visit with Steve G and his wonderful wife, Isabelle. What a drive, bypassing Richmond. As the sun set we saw more of the countryside. Homes reflecting back the sun's color.

On arriving in Vienna and Steve’s home we were given a wonderful dinner. I kind of felt sorry for Isabelle, who I am sure tired easily of the Bariatric Chatter. For those of you that know Steve, he really is LITTLE BATTY, there is a valid reason. His special little friend, even though cute, just a bit on the bizzarre side. ( M: please note little friend is on his shoulder, not in front of him! )

We say our goodbyes and had another 50 miles to travel for the night. Elizabeth and Warren had offered their yard for us to park the trailer while at the conference and to watch Lucy for us.

After bending the trailer around trees and mail boxes we find the flattest “site” we have seen all trip. Getting into it was not a lot of fun in the dark, but with Warren’s great guidance we made it. He had a 20 amp circuit to plug into which he has now, and, converted to 50 amps so we can run our AC. I enjoyed helping him (tool caddy and student). I learned about 220 circuitry and considered I will leave it for the pros. Rusty did great job and at the moment the trailer is dropping in temperature. Ahhh, blessedly cool again.

There are two things, I can say about this couple. Patient and loving. Both are gifts that they have freely given us. We’ll see how long they can endure our company.

So we have a few days to catch up and get to know them better. Maybe I can even spend some time with him in his dream wood working shop. The guy is an artist with wood.

Another day in Glen Allen

2008-06-11T06:44:00.000-07:00

We had a visit from the RV Service yesterday. Nice enough guy, very southern, and a bit cranky, but in this heat, who isn't?

He had most of the parts but wanted to get one more air shipped in for tomorrow (today). We are waiting for his call to bring the trailer over so he can "Get 'er done".

Michelle went out shopping and Lucy and I stayed here to catch up.

It got over 103 today and more in the trailer. I worked on, believe it or not, the next installment of our News.Letter. I sent it off to be put in usable format and will hopefully be ready soon.

Lucy got a lot of attention from her daddy, while mommy went out looking for the deal of the week. Everything was fine until she old me she went to Sears.

Now for anyone who has a man in their life and for future reference.... Sears is the Big Boy Ultimate Toy Store. You know Big Boys Toy's R Us. My area of delight is the CRAFTSMAN section. Anything Craftsman. Key chains, clocks, routers, power sanders, table saws, etc., gotta have it all. If it's silver or red it's mine all mine.

What the heck was she, doing in BB Toys R Us without her BB? Trouble brewing on the VitaTour. Here she is, probably drooling over some stupid shoes in air conditioned luxury, while Lucy and I endure the heat, cooped up this trailer. Next time you see Michelle, let her know how unfair this was. ( M: was not! OK,maybe one teeny peek at shoes, but I was there for a pillow case! Honest!! )

As of right now this will only be a written post, without pictures. Pictures might get me in more touble than I am now, besides you don't need to see the blood and guts.

Well, gonna wait for the call to bring in the trailer and hopefully get on the road packing a working air conditioner. Just got the call, by for now.....

Here we are in Virginia

2008-06-09T17:08:00.000-07:00

Another new state for us. As we work our way north on I-95 and I-295 around Richmond we hit a snag in traffic. On the other side of the freeway is a tractor trailer rig blocking traffic. Actually the police and fire crews were blocking and putting out the fire. The cab was totally destroyed by fire and the trailer was still burning. Several hundred feet behind, was a car that was flattened. One can only guess. I guess they had a worse day that we have been having. I guess we should be counting our blessings.

We find the remainder of North Carolina and Virgina are pretty similar, a lot of green, small quaint homes and a lot of bridges over swamps and rivers. We did cross the Manassas River and pulled off a couple of shots.

We pull into Glen Allen, VA around 3:30 and were welcomed by our neighbors. They were getting their rig repaired (electrical problems). Just for the heck of it, Michelle called the guy who was working on it, RV Service of Virginia in Ashland, to see if he had time to work on ours and get the parts.

To our amazement it sounded like he had the parts and the time. Remember, he is speaking "Southern" and we are never real sure we understand, but, he is coming out to the site tomorrow morning to take a look at our situation. If this works out, we will definitely have a better day than that 18 wheeler. Pray that we understood his "Southernisms" and he does come in the morning. (M: I still think it's so hot we're having auditory hallucinations. And tomorrow is a day we do not HAVE to be somewhere else, so if he opts to fix it, I will go shopping for the dozen or so little $1 things we need! That's after having lunch with one of Us, of course. And we can check to see if he has our "rare" tail light lens. We did not break them! First one we found at a mom and pop RV store in AL. Next day, the other one was broken! Camping World says it's special order. So, off to find mom & pop store!)

The folks here at the Kosmo Campground also provide transportation (of sorts) to various destinations. Obviously, they think the imagination is a terrible thing to waste.

So tomorrow is either Ashland, VA ( 1 mile from us) or Gaithersburg. See ya then, whereever we are.

Going to North Carolina

2008-06-08T20:36:00.000-07:00

Before we leave South Carolina, poor Lucy is beggin' for a hair cut. She is so hot and uncomfortable. Poor baby, has been enduring the heat with her sweet temperament, but... It was 102 outside and cooled off when I took this shot of the Dodge's command center.

Sue R from Conway, SC got us into a groomer on a Sunday, no less. Today is Sunday, I think. Hey it's day 23. How time flies when you'er having fun (or crisis after crisis). Sue is a long time friend, also. She and Michelle ran off while Lucy was getting clipped and caught up on all the gossip. Lucy came out looking so dashing in her new do. Soft, clean and tick free.

As we travel into North Carolina we find the Churches (not as large and ornate) in the smaller towns and of course, Sparky's. A fireworks, junk, souvenir, sweet shop tempting every one to the "Cheapest Gas in the South" and enticed with at least 50 miles of billboard's along the route. Reminded me of our trip to Albert Lea, MN. A sign on every blade of grass announcing its upcoming presence. ( M: and we tasted boiled peanuts! )

Now I want you to notice the sign for the "Gateway Drug" on the store front. Sugar Free Fudge. Michelle went shopping by herself and I am so proud of her. I didn't smell any on her breath and the bag she was carrying was way to small for the desirable amount of the nasty drug.

We slipped out of town, before the Carb Monster overcame her. She downed a protein shake and made it through the crisis.

Speaking of crisis. We have been crisis free for several days now (as I knock on wood). Maybe a sign of good times ahead? ( M: except for the 100+ heat here in NC. )

Tomorrow we cross into Virginia, our 15th state this trip. See ya then. MD makes it 16.

2008-06-07T14:00:00.000-07:00

How the heck did we end up in Myrtle Beach, SC so soon? Seems like we just left Arkansas.

Well, we hadn’t made it yet, one more night in West Memphis, AR. To get there, we pass this beautiful old Pentecostal church and the last of the hay fields defining the way of life, here in Arkansas.

We camped on the Mississippi River watching the barge traffic heading into Tennessee and watching the sunset over this grand old river. We were treated to high winds, white caps on the river spraying the campsite. We helped a gal tie down the tarps over her possessions. She was heading for West Virginia, with her daughter, grand son, two sweet little kitties and 3 chickens. Yes, we got our kitty fix.

In the morning we head into Memphis, TN and meet up with Victoria B and her son for lunch, then back on the road through the beauty of Tennessee.

Grand homes and old cemeteries dot the landscape into Hohenwald.

We were met by Linda O, hubby, son, daughter in-law and grandson for dinner at the greatest local café. Food was good and the service filled with that southern charm. Can you believe it, not a Cracker Barrel?

Before we left, Michelle tells our story to our camp hosts in the morning. Hey, they were sittin’ still, wadda ya expect. This guy came by with three different carts. I guess one for every occasion, LOL.

From Hohenwald through Huntsville, over the Tennessee River, on into Cullman.

We were greeted by the “camp hostess”, Quackette, and met the ones (almost) in training, or was it laying and waiting. Her nest was right next to power box and she was not gonna leave until she was done with her business. She watched us set up, even though our wheels were just a few inches from her nest. In the morning, it must have been hot enough for her to leave her eggs alone. I know it was hot enough for us!

The nex day we met Theresa and JoAnn in Birmingham for lunch. Parking was a bit dicey. Fold in the mirrors, snuggle up close to the building, suck it in and pray. I have to tell you, parking in near the Fish Market is easy if you are riding a bicycle, not so good with my rig….. But we make it, and discuss all what is happening in the bariatric field with these two wonderful gals.

Looks like someone is getting tired of my picture taking.

I’m thinking if this parking was my biggest challenge today, I can take it. We enjoy the home of the Talladega Raceway with their flags welcoming us. The serenity of Alabama shines through the country side. I have to say, the south is a beautiful sight. Everywhere we look, every town we pass is so inviting. Then we get out of the air conditioned truck and remember why we love the Northwest and its cooler, dyer weather.

Safely on the road again, I notice people backing off again and the telltale smoke. Yep, blowout #2. This time AAA sends out a big tow truck. The driver informs me he has a 2 ton jack. “Do you think it will lift the trailer?” Ummm, I figure loaded it’s at least 5 ton or more. Fortunately I have a “Tire Buddy” that I can drive the good tire up on, so he can get his baby jack under the axel to get the tire changed. “How am I supposed to get this tire off with the tread wrapped around your axle?” I think he has more questions than ability.

I pull the tread away for him and help him finish the job. When AAA sends their questionnaire we will have an interesting response. I don’t know what I am more unhappy about, having to run 100 miles with out a spare or the baby jack and driver’s attitude? I mean, they knew it was an RV, not a VW! This guy, cannot be a real southerner. Everyone else we have met on this trip was quite the opposite.

After waiting for several hours we arrive only a little over 2 hours after we were to meet up with MaLinda in Marietta, GA. With MaLinda was Gina from Macon and Michele from Atlanta, and Cheryl E. We enjoyed dinner with them and their help in trying to find a tire. We could not find our size 50 miles in front of or behind us in AL or GA!

MaLinda locates one close to where we are staying. For $300.00 mounted and balanced seemed a bit high, but I sure am not going far with out a spare. We ponder the situation and get a price for a full set of 4 giving me 4 spares and "assurance" we won’t need any more. Once we get to Jack’s in Woodstock, and Rick looks at the tires, he doesn’t see a problem other than low pressure valve stems that tend to leak. We figure they are cursed and get a deal on all 4. So we are back on the road by 3:30 with 4 new tires and 4 spares.

We add another state to our map as we cross into South Carolina. We meet up with Laura H and daughter Martha in Augusta, GA, just before crossing the border. Michelle adds another Cracker Barrel to her tiny tummy. We eventually found Leesville,, which was not on our nav system. It’s called Batesburg-Leesville. OH, that makes ALL the difference!

Next day we head for Myrtle Beach and to see my brother Rick and wife Pat. We find the country side, warm (OK, HOT) and very well cared for. There is a lot of pride expressed in the homes we see along the way.

We meet them and head to Sam’s Club to find a free standing air conditioner to replace one we picked up at Wal Mart to get us by until we can get the trailer one fixed (hopefully in D.C.) Then out to dinner. We enjoy our visit too much and hit the RV Park around 12:30 AM. The spot they assigned us might have fit a 24’ unit, but there was no way I could spot this trailer the way the neighbors were parked. Hey, I tried everything, including getting angry at my beloved Vitalady. (Boy, is that a mistake.) (M: really bad mistake. I’m also hot and tired!)

We find another spot, park it and figure if they raise a fuss, I can deal with it under a cooler head.
Today is a catch up day. A day to relax and install the new (portable ) AC, try to catch up the blog and answer email. And maybe even a nap on this Hot Summers Day. Tomorrow we head for new adventures in North Carolina.

OK no nap and haven't done email yet, so I better get to it. See ya'll tomorrow in NC.

Oklahoma to Arkansa

2008-05-31T21:36:00.000-07:00

Tonight we are in Little Rock, Arkansas.

I have to admit that we had the wrong idea of what Arkansas was like. We were met with lush green rolling hills, well taken care of homes and properties and wonderful people. So let me share a bit with you.

Before I get ahead of myself, I have to start back in Oklahoma. We left Diana in Amarillo and entered Oklahoma. We were here a few years ago and enjoyed our time then and now. The farms and fields are so representative of a hard life but have a beauty showing the love of "feeding America".

Jim and Connie B met us in Oklahoma City. We have know them for sometime and have hosted them in the Northwest, when Connie went to see our Dr. Oh. They are some of our good friends, brought together through the Internet support sites. It was so good to see them again. Jim, I'm glad Connie brought you along.

As we continue east, we see the OKC skyline. I didn't know tornados don't effect the tall building. They gotta be as tough as the farmers who weather those powerful storms.

We have never been to Arkansas, (at least as adults). We really didn't know what to expect. Perhaps more prairie and cattle country. As we crossed the state line, we were welcomed with soft flowing rolling hills, filled with lush landscape. It reminded me of upstate New York, where I grew up.

The farms were crisp and appeared to be undisturbed by harsh storms that effect so much of the central states.

We arrive in Fayetteville and met Marsha and Margie along with her son Jason for diner. We got together with a few folks some party crashers. Dale and Marti from BioTech Pharmacal joined us.

BioTech is located in Fayetteville and a new supplier for us. Dale shared his understanding of how his product may be beneficial for us. Marti is so warm and as knowledgeable as Dale and both were so excited to meet with us.

As you may recall, we are still having to deal with problems with the trailer. We had the people of Wheels RV take a look and we gave them a grocery list to look at, including the heat pump/air conditioning unit. They were able to deal with the minor issues and confirm the diagnosis we got previously on the heat pump electronics. Fried baby/fried.

It looks like we need to postpone that until we get to our next 2 day stop in Myrtle Beach, SC.

OK as far as you folks in the Fayetteville area, we would recommend Wheels for any repair work or consideration in purchasing an RV. Good honest people from our experience. (M: he did way more than we asked, fixed a dozen details for us, and no charge on the bill! And all with a polite southern boy charm. )

We left the unit with them to work on while we went to visit BioTech and learn more from Dale. Their facility is the site of an old winery and restaurant. Stone and home like exterior and warm and very open business, inside. Dale and Marti shared the history of the building which I must say is on a beautiful piece of historical property. Their dogs come to work and have a huge yard on the pond or lake, shade and sun, slight breeze, and even plenty of attention as ppl come and go. They don't come in the building, of course. Lucy got along well with all the dogs!

We are looking forward to strengthening our relationship and growing our product line with their help. They are true and wonderful representative of the industry. Again, Marti, Dale, we truly appreciate your hospitality and the time you gave us.

Let me tell you about our campground in West Fork, south of Fayetteville. There was a number of rigs parked here the first night we stayed, but not a sound was to be heard. The office is unmanned which was pretty odd. The second night and morning was the same quiet but beautiful surroundings. Strange, but the curiosity was broken as we had to hit the road for Little Rock. It is called Winn Creek RV RETREAT for a reason. The office is a mail box thingy. No ppl, no encyclopeida of rules. AND it was on our club, so cheap for all is quiet.

On the way out of the campground we passed a pasture with a large pond. A herd of cattle looked like they were going for a swim. Now we all know cows don't swim, but perhaps the enjoy a hot tub to work out those kinks from chewing all that cud. "Come on in Mildred, the water's fine."

I think our dairy farmers in the Northwest need to get their cows swimming lessons. They might looe less animals during our annual flood season. Perhaps the Red Cross can give lessons? Or may be the Guernsey Cross?

Well tomorrow is another day, and another adventure. Hey! no disasters today. Yippee!

Heading for Texas.

2008-05-27T21:33:00.000-07:00

We are up early, looking for a replacement tire. We found a new tire at a little hole in the wall, here in Tumcumcari on Route 66, of all places. Nick and his wife run a little novelty stand and auto repair shop. Interesting story about him working here as a kid (Shell Oil Service Station). When the owner retired, he bought it and did pretty good for himself and Shell. Seven years ago Shell wanted him to turn the shop into a convenience store and stop the service side of the business.

"Nah, couldn't do it, so they pulled my ability to process credit cards and three weeks later wouldn't sell me any gas." You could tell he didn't want to conform to the "man's" image for their stores.

So now he makes his livin' by doing repair work and selling novelty items and TIRES. And besides that, they were great prices, too. Service with a smile and a snicker telling his story.

We left Tucumcari later than we wanted, but with enough time to take this shot of Tucumcari Mountain.

But we had to hustle down the road toward Amarillo, TX. Shortly after crossing the border, I

notice an increase in Highway Patrol activity, so I kept 5 mph under legal. Not only to keep the tires cooler, but to prevent bein' hauled off the the pokey. (That's jail for you non-natives)

We met Diana M for lunch at the Cracker Barrel in Amarillo. We have known her for a number of years and she has the cutest, deepest dimples I ever saw. She is a joy to be around. "Hey Diana, thanks for joining us. And we do hope you can come up north in July."

Well, after dodging speeding tickets and getting close to Shamrock, TXwe pass the "largest cross, west of the Mississippi". If you look close at the base, there are men working on the grounds around the cross. If you can see them, it will give you an idea of how big this cross is. I don't think I would have wanted to carry it down the streets and up a hill to be crucified on.

The rest of the day, was uneventful so we had some time to meet the local neighbors grazing on the prairie.. This is shot is of the office, here at the camp ground. Any idea what state we're in?

Tomorrow is Oklahoma and a fairly easy day, knock on wood.

Arizona to New Mexico

2008-05-26T19:17:00.000-07:00

Where to start?

We did get into Camping World in Phoenix to analyze our problems. They were incredibly customer oriented. Friendly security guard showed us where to park and where to find Carlos.

He listened to our tale of woe. He didn't look very promising but would have a tech check the complaints and get insurance approval prior to working on it

We did some shopping after dropping the rig, then back at Camping World, Carlos didn't have good news. The thermostat is shot and replacement would be covered.

The problem with the gas furnace was a pinched propane line. We would have to have one special made (they can't do it) and be a couple of days. Options? Maybe re-route the line, which they could do.

OK, the biggy is the air conditioner/heat pump. Yes, covered repair, but can't do it until at least Tuesday. 6 hours of work. The electronics are fried. Needs new unit.

OK, we can't wait till Tuesday and stay on schedule. What to do? Carol and Alan (from last night) came and took us to lunch. We discussed the options.

A. Stay and fix it

B. Have them call ahead and have the Camping World in Fayetteville plan on doing the work.

C. Look at other trailers on the lot and make a deal. They did have some nice units to choose from. Pricey though.

D. Buy a $100,000 motor home? ( M: ha ha ha ha! )

Michelle chose D, but we settled with B, and headed out of Phoenix the next morning. As we continue east we the vista of Eastern Arizona and Western New Mexico are similar. However the mountain ranges are further apart and desert country is right there. Really, RIGHT THERE. Different than the desert in eastern Washington or even Nevada.

We pull into into Truth or Consequences, NM for fuel and are greeted with a drunk being tested for DWI. He must have passed, even though it appeared he couldn't "walk the line" very well. He left and went in the opposite direction from us, thank goodness.

From there we continue toward San Antonio, NM for the night. A couple of shots en route show the distant mountain ranges and the dessert. It is amazing.

This picture I took at the San Antonio campground. I was wondering if the birds were an omen of things to come.

The owner had a BIG yellow cat, so Michelle and I got our fill of petting. Don't tell Priscilla or Zoe, they would be very jealous. Sorry no picture of him.

Next morning we are off to Tucumcari, NM. It is hot, but at 75 (the legal limit) we are making good time. 3 miles from our exit, I see smoke, lots of it. Cars were pulling way back and giving me plenty of room. Safely to the side I check for fire and get ready to unhook. What it find is a blown out left rear time (not the one from the other day. OTHER side.) This is Pinky who came to the rescue of my big burly 3/4 ton Dodge Cummings Diesel, man's truck. No not really embarrassing, but quick and efficient.

The mess above is what's left of the tire. Do we know why? No idea. The one in UT tangled with a 3" bolt, which Michelle kept. This one? Not much left to look at. Tires were GOOD when we got this rig 4/8. Tire fixed. we get into Tucumcari early enough to see the sun glistening off this double plateau mesa. Also enough time to thank God for a safe but fun filled trip thus far, if you like disaster after disaster. Of course mixed in, are some wonderful folks we have met.

Well, tomorrow we look for a tire shop and get another one, just in case. I am also going to stay under 65 to keep the heat down on what tires are left. I sure don't want to go through that again. Tires of this size, and 14 ply are hard to find just anywhere. Hope we don't have to drive 110 miles with NO spare to get the right size in Amarillo!

Tomorrow after getting a new tire, it is of to Amarillo to meet with Diana for lunch then to Shamrock, TX for the night. See ya then.

Pictures

2008-05-24T07:12:00.000-07:00

As I promised, I have pictures. Remember the days of home movies and sharing vacation photos? Well, I am bringing it back with what I like. Hopefully you will, too.

We left Vicki in Orem, UT, and were on down the road. We are found out about Utah sand storms and how salesmen don't tell the whole truth. OK, lie. (M: he can say this. He IS a salesman! ) Seem to me I was told "These 5th wheels pull true and do not sway on the road like a pull behind trailer." Either he never met a Utah sand storm, or just wanted to move the trailer off his lot. Hmmmmm. OK he lied, through his teeth.

We change scenery from rolling farm land, cattle and horses to mountains and rock formations. The pinnacles are right there. Not only in the distance but within touching distance. If this was at home, the graffiti artists would be destroying this beauty with spray paint and their ideas of "art".

I think I prefer this creation over theirs. At every turn we encounter more spectacular views. I thought I was seeing it all and really was wondering if this was what everyone we going gagah over. It's pretty, but THIS where is the color.

As we climb will over 7000 ft and then back down again, I became a believer in the exhaust brakes Dodge added to their trucks in mid 2007. Even with that we had to pull over and let things cool off a bit.

There was water leaking from the rear corner of the trailer, "Hmmm? This can't be good." I couldn't see where is was originating, but made sure the fridge and ice maker weren't leaking. I'll check it out once we get into Page, AZ, to nights destination.

Back on the road enjoying His creation and still wondering, where the true beauty was. Up again, into high country toward Arizona. I can see some incredible landscape and mesas off in the distance. Each bend in the road uncovers more natural beauty.

Then all of a sudden, there is a pull off and here is the entrance to Dixie National Forest and Red Canyon.

I have only once been as awe struck. Crater Lake (M: which he typed as

Creator Lake and I was thinking that's pretty accurate!) in Oregon, brought tears to my eyes at God's

creation. Again, this is too unbelievable. The color, grandeur and shear beauty is beyond the ability to capture with a camera. This sight will be remembered, forever.

There aren't enough pull offs for a driver to enjoy this wonderful palette of color. We are shooting pictures out the window and through the windshield like crazy. Just a few of the many shots takes on this stretch of road, through the canyon area. We stayed in a spot called Kodachrome Canyon. Really! I can hardly wait until we do the Grand Canyon next year. It would have been part of this trip, but we were unable to add the days to this trip.

We are passing Mt .Carmel and again see slight changes in the country side as we move on to AZ. The last of Utah, and over the border toward Page gives us these views of our next state visit.

The second picture here is taken through the windshield. There appears to be a sea gull off in the distance. Can you see it? It's white form in flight against the darkening sky? It's a bird alright, well at least something flying. Can you say "SPLAT"? They grow their bugs big in Arizona.

Arriving in Page for the night, I start to look further into the water running from the back corner. I can't see where it is coming from, but it is getting worse. Michelle hears it as she moves the slide out and low and behold, there is a line going to the fridge (I think) through the slide. Can't see it with slide in. Can't see it with slide out. But half way? THERE IT IS. Pinhole leak previously repaired with electricians tape? We are starting the process to get a State of Arizona highway pass to transport a swimming pool on public roads. We are going to need a pro to check this out and call ahead to Carol N in Phoenix for help. She made us an appointment at Camping World, the day after we meet with the Phoenix group.

We spent the evening still organizing the trailer and adding our personal touches to the rig and some minor repairs and fix its. Is it fair that Michelle can still make out a "Honey Do" list when we are traveling? (M: just doing my job, sir.)

Next morning from Page toward Mesa, we can see the canyons melt away. Coming up to Phoenix, we encounter the states idea of a forest. Really the trees are like 10' high and well apart. The sign did say"Forest", honest. Hey, come on up to Washington and see what a real NW Forest is like. Guess we are just spoiled.

We arrive in Mesa, drop the trailer and set up. The "meet and greet" in Phoenix is close and off we go. We are sure glad we were going into Phoenix and not out. The traffic is bumper to bumper going opposite our direction.

Joyce greets us at the North Valley Plastic Surgery office with a great group. She introduces plastic surgeons who are specializing in formely morbidly obese patients, Dr. Gitt and Dr. Bell and Dr. Schlesinger (bariatric surgeon), who drops by. He has given many patients the tool of surgical weight loss and Dr. Gitt, does the finishing touches in helping many bariatric patients achieve their desires.

Michelle is well received by the group and answers many questions with Dr. Schlesinger ( looking like what I was saying made sense! ). We hope!

As the meeting comes to an end, smaller more intimate groups get Michelle's attention. Finally, Joyce gets the last pictures of her with the Vitacouple. We thank the NVPS and Dr.'s Gitt and Bell for hosting us, and for the time Dr Schlesinger spent with us. But more, we appreciate every one coming out and seeing and hearing your wonderful success stories.

Tomorrow is Fix the Trailer Day. Water leak, air conditioning and furnace need attention so 8:00 will come early.

We have made it to Utah

2008-05-20T19:37:00.004-07:00

We are heading to Vicki's home tonight in Orem , UT. Michelle is preparing her nourishment (yuck! grapefruit). As we leave Idaho, we find a more mountainous area. From the Idaho mesas to more peaks.

The mountains are so beautiful. Tall, bold and beautiful.

One of our stretch stops Lucy loves up her daddy. She is enjoying her un- ending naps.

We stopped just before Orem for fuel, stopping next to a GMC dealership to get our bearings. We just happened to pick up a 1/4" x 3" Bolt that wanted to come with us to Washington, DC. When I said "No way.", it asked how I preferred my tire. "Slow leak or... ?"

Fortunately we were by the Salt Lake Valley GMC Dealership and they took pity on us for driving a Dodge and after suggesting I take a look at their trucks, took good care of us and patched the tire. I would definitely give them serious consideration to having your GMC/Chevy cared for by them. They took good care and allowed Michelle and Lucy to relax in their air conditioned waiting room. By the way, done at NO CHARGE, too. At a dealer, WOW!

We arrived at Vicki's and she took us to Good Wood BBQ Restaurant and really enjoyed the time with Vicki and her son, daughter and Mike, a part of her extended family. The food was wonderful, again a good meal in Orem, UT, if you are ever in the neighborhood.

I am going to tell you about our getting ready to leave Orem. Remember the flat that the Tire Guy fixed yesterday. You guessed it. It held until this morning and to my wonderment, it was flat again. This is getting old.

Called Good Sam Travel Club and two guys showed up to change the tire and put on a spare. Yes, it was a serviceable tire with air in it and every thing. Michelle treated their efforts with protein shakes and I was there with a Vitalady pen when theirs ran out of ink. You never know where a customer might get captured. LOL.

This Tire Guy said to watch the spare as a couple of the mounting holes were a bit oblonged. OK so look up the closest Les Schwab and after we button down the hatches off we go to Les, and thinking "new tire" 14 plys aren't cheap. $225.00 mounted and balanced. YUCK.

Got to Les' place and the tech said he could repair it but "HIGHLY" recommended we replace the rim for $55.00. 4 of 8 mounting holes were trashed. Hey what a deal, we saved $125.00 and back on the road, and it's only 1:30 with 300 miles ahead of us. This was gonna be a long day.

We bucked sand storms, high winds and a grumpy driver. Yeah, me, can you imagine? It was a tough but very pretty drive. The canyons and hills, wow. Incredible piece of HIS creative talent. I haven't edited the pictures yet, but will later and share in the next report. All I can say, there is a reason Red Canyon is called what it is. I was originally hoping to get to Bryce Canyon, but with the late start, it wasn't going to happen.

We were up 7900 ft and over the summit was very glad this truck has an exhaust brake. Even with that I had to pull over and let things cool off a bit.

The rest of the trip was uneventful (M:except for the leaking water tank in the rv, and matching soaked carpet!) , but gorgeous drive to the campground. Wait till you see the picture tomorrow. Hopefully, I captured part of its beauty.

Well off we go for tonight. Another early start as we cross into Arizona. See ya then.

Day 3 Huntington, OR

2008-05-17T19:26:00.000-07:00

MAN, IT IS HOT HERE! We left early and were set up by 5:00. This is Catfish Junction RV. A really friendly place to visit, but not so good in the heat (at least 96 deg.). No cover. The trees they planted might some day do the job, but not today.

Lucy isn't interested in eating, but I know it's the heat. She is traveling well. Sleeping mostly.

The truck is running strong and pulls real nice. I think I can do this 5th wheel thing. We have had some more issues with the trailer, but we are dealing with it.

At least there are roads here. I wonder what this guy is thinking with a boat. I haven't seen a lake for 200+/- miles. Hmm, interesting concept, this boating down old I-84.

I did see some river rafting but this boat isn't suited for that.

Well it has been a long day, we are tired, hot and grumpy. I think it's time to hit the sack.

Idaho tomorrow, I think. See ya there.

Day Two.5/16

2008-05-16T21:30:00.000-07:00

As we continue east, Mt Rainier is following us. Must be reluctant to let us go. As we mosey on down WA-410 we get glimpses of Her from the south and east side. We just can't get enough. We even get to see Mt St Helen's north side (the part devastated by eruption nearly 30 years ago.) Unfortunately couldn't get a clear view for a picture.

This also Clear Lake. I didn't know it was so large. As we coninued down White Pass, the true size and clarity were evident.

We have truly beautiful country. All we have to do is go out and look at it.

Well we pulled into Richland with enough time to potty Lucy and run a brush through our hair before meeting Jen S. in Pasco.

We enjoyed a wonderful dinner at he Cousin's Restaurant here. Jen had surgery in 2003 with Dr. Simonowitz has done extremely with her short proxy. We really love watching and sharing in your successes. Being part of it is such a thrill for us. We really appreciate your sharing with us. You have no idea what an encouragement it is to us.

Michelle is sharing pet pictures with Jen and obviously has no time for me and my camera. But I do convince her to put down her Treo (M: Hey! I was showing her kitty pix!!!) , quit answering text messages and look as adorable as Jen. Unfortunately, these get togethers are way too short, but I have to remind someone

that Lucy probably has her stubby little legs crossed.

When we got home, she bolted out the door for "greener pastures". Not a moment too soon.

See ya tomorrow from Oregon.

5/15/08 Finally, on the road

2008-05-15T21:27:00.000-07:00

It has taken us 4 + months to get this far of actual planning. There has been many disagreements as to where we should have or shouldn't stop. This is one of those moments. And she is still cute.

I can't believe we are going to cover around 12,000 miles to go 6,000 as the crow flies. I gotta tell you all that this blonde crow had way to much too drink!

I was hopping to leave by 4:00 or so. Michelle was thinking the same thing. We finally agree on something. And believe it or not, Lucy was waiting in the truck at 1:00 "Hey, you two, LET'S GO"..

So ,just to make her the happiest puppy in the country. "ROAD TRIP!!!! And Barney does not get to go. How could life be better." (Barney hates to be in a vehicle)

We actually got on the road by 1:00. Truck was running perfectly, the trailer (my first trip with a 5th wheel) was a snap. Life is good.

This Mt Rainer, in all her glory, wishing us a safe trip. It was a beautiful day to sight see. We are above a damn in the Nisqually Basin heading for the town of Randle. Only 60 or so miles the first day; kind of a shakedown day. We pulled in and got set up with out much trouble, considering this is the first time out with this trailer.

We bought it used, had to do a few things. This rig is really fancy with electric dump valves and other interesting bells and whistles. Every thing works fine on the lot. All I can say, it is a good thing, the black water valve can be opened manually. No power to it, so we keep a screw driver handy to operate the "nasty" tank. At least it worked. We won't have to "hold it" for the whole trip. Life truly is good.

Tomorrow we head for Richland.

We are so looking forward to this trip. We are excited to meet so many new folks. See ya tomorrow.