Monday, August 31, 2009

Number please? Remember? What an inovation when it came around, off the wall andon the table. This is from the 'Henry Ford' in Detroit.
They had this in the museum as a modern piece of furniture from the 50's. I sure do not remember this!

This is the actual chair President Lincoln was seated in at the time John Wilkes Booth fired the fatal shot.
Here is my sweetheart standing beside a car made in the year she was born. NO! I do not know the year!!

I do not know what kind of car this is, but I think it is a work of art. I would estimate in the early 20's. Possibly the late teens.
But everyone recognizes this ill fated auto. It predeceased the Delorean, which did not make it either. This of course is the 1947/48 Tucker. I always wondered why my buddy Tuck didn't try to get one of these. That would be nice for a 'cruise in'.

Now my favorite car of all time, the 1955 Chevy. I would love to have this baby, a convertable. I had a '48 rag top, but this would have been the ultimate to me.

This auto has a strange tell. The window on the divers side is not down, it is rolled up. It is to show what happened to the other glass after the departure of President Reagan. This was his presidential Limo. They have no explaination for the windows being solid milky.

Now this was my kids dream, the 1953 MG hill climber. Boy could I have sported Sherry Lucille around in that!!!!
That is today's entry. a trip back in time to the Henry Ford Museum and past that to our past lives.
Today was spent replacing two muffinfans in our Refrigerator. Success I think. Oh I was fixing supper for the first time in weeks, and had my first mishap with a pressure cooker. I love pressure cooking, but today I was fixing lo-cal veggie soup and let it boil too high, it kicked the jiggler off and squirted soup. I threw the wash cloth over it and saved some of the mess from getting more. But it was done so we ate, it was delicious. We had fresh grapes, cuke, and cantelope. No we did not have TOMATOES. Well we did but they were canned.
TAke care and thanks for coming by the shipslog.
Nite Shipslog
"You cannot legislate the poor into freedom by legislating the wealthy out of freedom.

What one person receives without working for, another person must work for without receiving.

The government cannot give to anybody anything that the government does not first take from somebody else.

When half of the people get the idea that they do not have to work because the other half is going to take care of them, and when the other half gets the idea that it does no good to work because somebody else is going to get what they work for, that my dear friend, is about the end of any nation.
You cannot multiply wealth by dividing it."
~~~~ Dr. Adrian Rogers, 1931

Sunday, August 30, 2009

Getting old and Preachers

Everyone wants to pass me and I am doing the speed limit plus 8-10 mph. I wonder if a person can change. I always hate to hold anyone up. I will even pull the Motor home and tow car off the road to allow folks to pass. I read in one of Rain’s blog entry that she was like that, but now she is able to let the guy behind have the heart attack and not her. Meaning she was not going to allow someone she does not even know to intimidate her into taking chances. I want to change, but alas it is impossible.

I have mentioned many times I was raised in a parsonage. My dad was a great man, not only to his family but to his churches. Dad was in a denomination that allowed the church to vote on it’s pastors. In his lifetime he organized and built one large church, then pastored six more. He received 100% vote at every church. I said that to say this, he had a lot of good common sense advice to young preachers if they would listen. One of his points in advice was: ‘When you announce you are closing (or finished) the sermon, QUIT!, don’t continue for ten or fifteen minutes more.” I thought of that this morning at the church we visited. The man did a great job preaching on ‘The Rich Fool’, then killed it by having music and talking another fifteen minutes.

Hope you all are well out there. We had heavy rain yesterday and strongs winds last night. Sherry thought we were going to roll over in the motor home. HA!

I had some interesting subjects to talk about but I forgot them all. I loaded ten pictures and the system dropped them twice. Glad you dropped by the log.

Nite Shipslog
PS:The wife sat down on the couch as hubby was flipping channels.She asked, 'What's on TV?'
Dumb hubby says, 'Dust.'

And then the fight started...
Us guys learn sloooooooow

Saturday, August 29, 2009

Destination Bangor Maine!!!!

Desss-tination Ban-gor Maine!!!!
I remember going to the fair with the grand kids and seeing signs at all the farms and houses near the fair: ‘Parking $5’. Not knowing that much about the Cleveland county fair I kept going. We were directed into ‘Free’ parking much closer than the ones charging.

I must not have learned much, because we went down to the American Folk Festival down town Bangor. We waited in a long line to pay $5 to park. When there was free parking across the street, but the man did give us a free paper, “Bangor Daily News”.

I did something I had never done before. After waiting in line to get Crab cakes and Seafood Chowder we decided to get something else. I decided on Lamb. I have never eaten lamb, that I know of. My girl Sherry got ‘Falafel’. I was happy with mine but she was not a happy camper, until she got the ‘OoeyGooey Brownie’ and a cup of coffee. Then she was happy.

My Lamb was on a Shish-ka-bob They looked so good I could not pass them up.

My girl is not happy that I did not take a picture of the ooey goody peanutbutter brownie! huh?Why is she mad?

I got the sign!
We are not much for festivals. Mostly food places and crafts. Crafts do not excite me anymore. We don’t have room in the motor home plus I don’t see anything I really want.

We walked by the craft shops, then through a dark dirt alley, we came out in front of the worlds largest wooden statue of Paul Bunyan.

Well everyone seemed to be having a good time, Today is another day of the Festival, but it is cold and rainy. We can't even go look at yard sales.
Hope you are having a good day where ever you are.
Thanks for coming by the log.
Nite Shipslog
I rear-ended a car this morning. So, there we were alongside the road and slowly the other driver got out of his car. You know how sometimes youjust get soooo stressed and little things just seem funny? Yeah, well Icouldn't believe it.... He was a DWARF!!!
He stormed over to my car, looked up at me, and shouted, "I AM NOT HAPPY!!!"
So, I looked down at him and said, "Well, then which one are you?"
And then the fight started......

Friday, August 28, 2009

Today is moving day. We are headed into Bangor. This is a better picture of the plant with a river running under it. This is in Guiford, Maine.
There must not be any unemployment in Maine, everyone has a job working on the roads. Now I know all work on the roads up here must be done in the Summer, but I figure some of this must be Stimulus money.

My favorite part of the trip. I have never seen a tractor grave yard, but here it is. I stopped the motor home and got out to take these pictures.

Don't you just love it.

Looks like about fifteen acres of old tractors. When I RETIRE I think I will bring a trailer up and buy about three of these, I would love to work on them.

On the way here I was saying (too late), get a picture of that. don't you just love this old Ford truck. Oh, I'm sorry my mirror got in her way.

We are not actually in Bangor, we are in Hermon, Maine. We are at the Pumpkin Patch RV Resort. Wonderful folk with all kinds of information. The last time we were here, these were the only folk that would tell us where Steven King lived. He had said drop by, but did not give his address. he was sure surprised when we did drop in for coffee and a chat. We will not see him this time. LOL (It is a joke!) His front gates have Bats protecting it.
Tonight we will attend the 'American Folk Festival' down town. There is a parade kicking off the start. There are supposed to be a lot of different foods avail. Looking forwad to it.
Take care this Blogger would not let me upload all the pictures. Gotta do something about that.
Thanks for coming by the log.
Nite Shipslog
It would be nice if you tried to smile at most of the people you meet in life.
Even though you cannot accomplish every dream, be thankful for the ones you can make come true. We are thinking this is our final try at the AT, but who knows? We have sure enjoyed meeting the folks on the trail. So even though that AT dream may not come true, we are gonna be happy just to maybe 'Canoe the Suwanee river' or Swim the Mississippi the long way. LOL.

Thursday, August 27, 2009

Our last scheduled Hike. Sample of the 100 mile wilderness.

Today is the last day of our planned hikes. We took off to Monson to find our cook at the general store was out, so we hauled a couple up to the trail head while we were waiting for her to return.

The first picture is out of sequence because I don't know what I am doing. LOL We came back and had this breakfast. (Shirl, don't look, that is HAM and EGGS and home fries), we are celebrating our last day of hikes.
This is 'Juke Box Hero' and 'Double Vision' and the Bearded driver. below.

Here they are about to head into the 100 mile wilderness. They are happy campers today, they are headed toward their goal Mt. Katahdan.

Here is the warning posted before they enter the wilderness, that there will be no place to buy food etc, or get help for the next 100 miles. But that did not phase my Girl (since she wasn't walking but 7 miles (total).

The first thing she encountered was a shaky ladder bridge.

Then two blow downs across the trail, but her short legs could still manage to cross.

Just me and a AT sign.

One of the many root ladders today, but it was an easy walk most of the way a few bogs, a few rocks and a lot of roots. Then you see simple things like this, you have to give Ole' Bill Irwin another pat on the back. Today I tried a few times to close my eyes and work my way along. Man it is tough even it you saw what was coming before you closed your eyes.

"She always says when I catch up and find her like this, "I found this tree (or rock) with my name on it."

Just another sample shot of today's trail.

The rock stackers strike again.

Sherry is walking ast a root ladder, she is on a solid rock top.

A picture of the first Pond we came to, beautiful but today extremely windy.

Sherry on the Solid rock shore line of hte second lake. I wondered if the whole lake was on or in a rock.

Broken bridge ofver one of the many bogs.

We walked back out of the woods and decided to visit Greenville, a town just up the road. We passed this house with a beautiful model church in the yard.

We passed a small settlement named Shirley, incorporated in 1834. See that Shirl, there are things older than you!!!

This is a painted rock. I am a yard sale enthusiast. We passed a sign saying yard sale. Found a part Indian lady, who paints and does crafts, ties flies, dresses deer and Moose, etc. Today she was having a yard sale. Sorry the other pitures did not come out. But Sherry got a pair of ear rings for Christmas made from deer antlers. No not the whole antler just a cross section. LOL

I am depressed with so many huge houses that stand abandoned up here. My mind will not stay still making up stories of WHY?

What do you call these? Aren't they something like 'Pinz nez' glasses? What would you pay for them? In the original case, Dr. name on the case and everything is tact. I got these at a yard sale for a dollar. No I don't know why, they just struck me as very interesting. I am going to search the Dr. name later this evening.
That was our day. Tomorrow we head down to Bangor,
Thanks for coming by this way.
Nite Shipslog
And yeah we are still high with meeting Debra and Bill Irwin. We are still bragging. I love to see the faces of the folks when I say we met them. The cook and the owner of the Generl Store was impressed also. But you should have heard the kids we took to the trail. There must be a youthful saying now, "NO WAY!" AWESOME!

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Most folks know a few years ago Sherry decided we were going to hike the trail. And since she had followed my dreams for years to many parts of the country and world, of course I reluctantly agreed. We did our research and planning. We learned the trail was over 2000 miles. That one man who pushed it's creation was Benton McCay. The first person recorded to hike the entire trail without a break was Earl Shaffear. The continous hike became known as a thru-hike. Some called it walking with spring. The next most known name on the Appalachian Trail is
'Bill Irwin'. In 1990 fighting rain, sleet, ice and snow, this man became the first and only Blind Person to do a thru hike. Today we were privileged to have an early dinner with Debra Irwin and her famous Husband Bill. Bill was accompanied by his dog, Colby.

I have mentioned that AT Hikers pick up nicknames either their choosing or someone elses if they don't. Sherry and I are know as the 'Overland Hermits'. At the time Bill hiked the trail he was accompanied by his German Shepherd, 'Orient'. They became know as the 'Orient Express'.
By Bills own testimony he did not set out for fame. But when the media learned a 'Blind Man' was going to attempt a thru hike, he became international news.

Here we are after the meal. Bill and his beautiful wife Debra were like dear friends. The conversation was good and the company very enjoyable.
They are living now in Maine. together they are building (themselves) a log house. They are hardy folks, becoming real Mainers. They remain here over the winter and heat with only wood. No LP back up. They love fresh air and love open windows.

Bills love for his faithful dog that accompanied him from Springer Mountain Georgia to Mt. Katahdin in Maine.
The tag front and back says it all, ORIENT.

I was able to share with Bill that I had been bragging to some thru hikers that we were dining with him today and their answers were, "WOW", Whoa, NO WAY "Cool" Bill is and always will be an Icon on the trail. He is also a motivational speaker, If he cannot motivate you, you are dead! Check this site out....

Sherry has used his name so many times you cannot count. Bill's name always came up on tough and dangerous spots, "HOW WAS IT POSSIBLE FOR HIM TO DO THIS?"

Colby was a gentle man in the restaurant. It is amazing the discipline and training required of these dogs. Here you see the wind was whipping Debra's hair.
We got 'Blind Courage' and 'Orient' autographed and personalized, along with a DVD of one of Bill's presentations. This was one of the high light days of ones life.

We stopped on the way home and shot these trees. They will one day warm the hearts of folks a Christmas, as today has warmed our hearts. Thanks Bill and Debra!
And Thanks to all of you who drop by,
Nite Shipslog,
PS... Temp is droppin here in Maine.
Yesterday we received a FED-EX box from Vickie and Glenda in Florida. We got an Avacado and some mangos. We made our first guaqamole (The Chef Bill asked how many mangos did I put in the Guaq? Smart aleck educated folks!. LOL)
Oh and the prices at the Monson General Store were very reasonable for hte thru hikers. We also enjoyed a fifty cent cup of good coffee there.