Montreal Jazz Festival Trip - Day 3

Montreal Jazz Festival - Day 3!  Slept until 0630 this morning and then spent some time reading and relaxing before going down to breakfast in the hotel lobby.  The venue was very crowded so I got in and got out quickly.  Back in my room, I did some blogging and more reading.  At about 0930, I departed Hotel Le Roberval and walked west.  This led to another great experience in Montreal! For the next two hours, I walked almost the full length (down and back) of vibrant Rue Ste-Catherine (north to Av Papineau, south to Rue St-Marc).  The weather was wonderful and it wasn't too busy when I started.  Along the way, I tried to locate restaurant (Le Chambre Brasserie Sportive) I'd previously visited but figured out that it had gone out of business.  I did find the building where it used to be located, first with deja vue and then with some Google history.  At 1130, I walked back to my hotel because it started getting hotter.  In my room, I rested and read some more until it was time to meet up with one of my Hanover, NH neighbors.  Monte, who used to live in Montreal, arrived at my hotel by 1215 and took me to eat lunch at "the best Smoked Meat place in the city".  At first, I thought we were going somewhere farther away but it eventually became clear that we were headed for a place just off Rue Ste-Catherine that was only 1.2km from my hotel.  Monte's map app took us all over the place, though, and then directed us to a building under renovation.  Next, we had to park in a garage with no clear exit.  When we finally located the restaurant he had in mind, we were in a major construction zone.  Sitting down at the tables inside of Dunn's, though, we enjoyed a delicious Smoked Meat meal (with rye bread, cold slaw, a pickle & fries) and I had a local beer.  We were done eating at 1340 and, after navigating through a big mall to Monte's car, headed back towards my hotel.  On the way, we ended up on the campus of McGill University.  Due to construction and confusing signs, Monte couldn't find a way to reach my hotel again - to help out, I offered to walk from our location (at that point, I was about three blocks from Le Roberval).  During the lunch hour, it had gotten hot so I spent the next few hours resting and reading my room.  Towards the end of this window, Eileen called (during her drive home) and I spoke with her for a while.  At 1815, I headed towards the Jazz Festival venue (1815).  With much nicer weather and a “famous artist” scheduled for the main stage at 2130, my experience tonight was much different from the previous two.  For one thing, there were a LOT of people!  Even at 1830, when I arrived, I had trouble getting around to the different stages (actually felt claustrophobic at times).  Still, I managed to catch sets by Audrey Ochoa Quartet, Uplift514, Cedric Burnside, Butcher Brown, John Roseboro and Melissa Aldana.  At one point, I also managed to get some dessert and another good local beer at Lola Rosa’s (the vegan place where I ate dinner last night).  While I was sitting at the bar, one of the other patrons struck up a conversation about the music - we both agreed that Butcher Brown (still playing on the main stage) was excellent.  It soon became clear that I had a lot in common (age, kids, work, hobbies) with my new friend, Patric (from a town close to Quebec City).  Talking with him reminded me of all the great interpersonal experiences I’ve had when I travel - the world really is a friendly place when you venture away from the American tour group… After finishing my dinner (2010), I experienced a bit of a letdown, though.  Not only did the concert venue get even more crowded, but the “talent” that appeared on stage for the main event turned out to be someone called Freddie Gibbs, a foul mouthed rapper whose first song included a long chant of “F* the Police”.  Needless to say, I retreated from the presence of the angry mob he was inciting and spent the rest of the night on the complete opposite side of the event area.  The musicians there played tunes that were much more my speed.  Like last night, the Rogers Stage featured a blues performer and the music was nice and smooth. There was a lot of good sax playing at the Molson Bar and Rio Tinto stages. Something else, different from the other evenings, improved the ambiance: street musicians set up on the fringes of the Festival Zone.  Very nice!  The weather was breezy and pleasant and I might have stayed longer if I wasn’t such an old man who was past his bed time.  Departing to return to my hotel (2230), I headed east toward Rene Levesque, where I found an inside food court I hadn't noticed before.  I also came to one of the entrances of Chinatown - that brought back some more good memories from our 2006 visit.  Back in my hotel room before 2300, I spent the rest of the night reading and social media posting. Finally went to bed at 2355.  As I dozed off to sleep, I felt great about this three night experience.  I’d definitely do it all again - hopefully, it won’t take another 18 years to return!

Montreal Jazz Festival Trip - Day 2

Montreal Jazz Festival - Day 2!  I was awake by 0500 but managed to get myself back to sleep until almost 0800.  I played around on my computer for a bit, did some reading and Duolingo and went to breakfast (French fare) in the hotel restaurant.  There were lots of people there and they were almost all hacking and coughing.  I wasn't ready to depart the hotel until just before noon.  Rain was forecasted but the streets of the old city were calling so loudly that I decided to brave any potential elements. I departed Berri-UQAM, with no particular destination in mind, and walked down to the Vieux Port.  I then made my north to the Old Clocktower on the St. Lawrence River.  While standing on the pier there, I became interested in an island that I could see across the swift-running waters.  Since it wasn’t pouring at that moment, I began a search for a foot bridge that might take me over there.  In hindsight, I probably should have just paid for a ferry ride but the river was so strong that even the largest boats were having trouble fighting the current - walking seemed wiser.  Next, I made my way south, paralleling the river and Lachine Canal.  At times, I found myself on long islands/peninsulas that formed the shipping terminal but I couldn’t find a way to cross the main channel until I encountered the Lachine Canal Bike Path.  The weather started to worsen at that point.  Despite the wind and rain, there were plenty of serious cyclists and I followed a well marked path until I was on the Rue Quai-Bickerdike.  From there, it was a straight shot north to a bridge that took me on to the Ile Sainte-Helene.  By this point, the rain and wind were really nasty but I kept going because I could see the ferry landing ahead.  Reaching dry land again after my harrowing bridge crossing, I walked into the Parc Jean-Drapeau, where the Bio-Sphere is located.  Most of this area of Montreal, especially the nearby Ile Notre Dame, seems to have connections to the 1976 Olympics and I wanted to see/explore/learn history.  By that point, though I didn’t feel like walking too much farther through the wet/wind so directed my steps towards a small bistro I’d spotted. Inside the warm, dry restaurant (1355), I dined on some good food (egg salad sandwich, chips, cookie) and tried a Griffintown Ale.  This beer, which was really good, was also kind of special because the Coogans settled in Griffintown when they first arrived in North America in the early 1840s.  Afterwards, I explored the park for a little while.  But then the rain got worse - I was tired from walking anyway so I started toward the ferry landing. Just then (1435), though, I noticed that there was a Metro station on the island!  Quickly purchasing an "Opus" card (for the subway) that had two trips on it, I was whisked across the Saint Lawrence and made it back to my hotel less than 20 minutes later.  I’m certain that a ferry ride would have been nicer on a day with good weather but the subway was definitely a nice alternative.  Three hours, six miles, calories burned and lots of memories made in Vieux Montreal!  After getting back to my hotel room (1500), I spent some time drying off and resting before my next adventure.  At 1620, I departed the hotel again and walked to the nearby Metro Station.  From there, I took a train to Place des Armes and then walked to Notre Dame Basilica.  Arriving at about 1640, I waited for about 10 minutes before they opened the door for people to attend Mass.  When Owen Coogan stepped off the ship in Montréal in the early 1840s, the Basilique Notre Dame de Montreal was a little more than 10 years old (the towers weren’t even finished). He was later married there and his family received all their Sacraments in the parish.  For this reason, then, it was a special moment for me to attend the parish of my ancestors as a participant in Holy Mass (everything was in French).  It’s been years since this was “our family’s” spiritual home but I like to think my visit renewed the membership.  Afterwards (1745), I explored the church afterwards before walking due west towards the event zone for the Jazz Festival. The rain during this time was relentless and I was pretty soaked by the time I rolled into the Quartier des Spectacles (1800).  I caught a performance by Uplift514 soon after I got in and also located the Pub Molson venue, an area I’d missed the night before.  Arriving early (the festival had started less than one hour before) had a major perk - short lines.  This included restaurants in the event zone and I managed to snag an inside table at Lola Rosa’s, a popular vegan spot at the Place des Artes (1815).  I’m not normally interested in meat substitutes but the “Lola Cheesesteak” on pretzel bun, frites with herb mayo and side salad (washed down with a Rousse Ale Ambre) was delicious!  The line was huge by the time I left (1900), mostly because of the continuing rain.  I listened to the Dusty Brass Band at Le Cabaret again before starting a circuit of the other stages.  Tonight I caught sets by Alicia Creti, Madison Ryann Ward, Noe Lira, Ekep Nkwelle and Little Magic Sam.  The latter performer was actually a blues group from Toronto and I enjoyed their music so much that I attended both sets they did.  By the second one (2100), the rain had stopped and all the remaining hardy souls were dancing, clapping and cheering.  Like yesterday, I was able to forget my normal life and fade into some smooth sounds.  After Little Magic Sam finished their last song, I walked northeast (passed through St. Denis pedestrian area).  As I reached 10 miles of walking for the day, I felt very glad I’d spent so much time outside today..  Arrived at my hotel by 2215 and spent the rest of the evening reading.  Bed at 2345.  The return to the Jazz Festival has turned out just like I'd hoped!

Montreal Jazz Festival Trip - Day 1

Montreal Jazz Festival - Day 1!  About 18 years ago, I was in Montreal with my family and discovered their unique annual musical event.  Each night we attended, I loved the vibe and sound.  Since that visit, I have been wanting to return to the festival - today was my chance!  Before departing for Canada, I teleworked all morning and into the early afternoon.  Since I'd already packed last night, I was able to depart my condo by 1345.  On the way out of town, I stopped for gas at Irving in West Lebanon (1400) and then got on US-4, which I used to reach I-89.  From that point, I drove north towards the Canadian border.  Unusual for me, I had to make some stops at rest areas because I'd drunk a lot of water earlier in the day.  I got some calls from Brenna (car trouble) on the way and we had a LOT of time to talk after I reached the queue for Canadian customs (1605).  I ended up waiting in line (to cross the border) for more than 45 minutes.  As a result, I was delayed for close to an hour on the normally easy drive to Montreal (if you include traffic on the Champlain Bridge increasing during that window).  Once in Canada, I drove north on QC-133.  When I had to get off on to the "old" road (due to continued construction on the four lane highway), I encountered a rolled-over tanker truck at the roundabout!  Fortunately, some nice locals had set up a way (for cars to take turns using the same 1/3 of the roundabout) to get around the damaged vehicle.  There was a lot of traffic on the route towards Montreal but I eventually reached the A-35.  After that, I made great time going north.  Meanwhile, I took more calls from Brenna (car fixed).  I started encountering traffic at A-10 and it was relatively slow going all the way to the Saint Lawrence River.  However, I crossed OK and then followed A-10 towards the north.  Started seeing lots of construction, signs for speed cameras, signs for red light cameras - all the while, I started to truly believe I would get a ticket.  At one point, I got off the highway and tried to use surface streets but Google Maps got me right back on the jammed highway.  I ultimately arrived at the Hotel Le Roberval at about 1815.  However, it then it took me almost 15 minutes to find a place to park nearby.  I eventually (after making several right turns, including some on red) made it to the "15 minute parking" spot - went inside, paid for my room and then unloaded the car.  The front desk clerk told me that my car was too big for the on-site parking garage on but recommended some others nearby.  As a result, I spent almost an hour driving around on one way, construction filled streets.  I got misdirected a bunch of times and ended up in places where I couldn't go anywhere but backwards.  At one point, I spotted a parking garage within 1 km of the hotel (SPAQ / UQAM on Rue Sanguinet) but it was about 10 yards down a one way street.  Frustrated, I ended up driving the "wrong way" just to get to the entrance (everything worked out OK).  Driving inside (1850), I realized I'd done a very good thing because the daily rate was only $15CAD and there were plenty of spots!  After parking, I had trouble getting outside because (I learned later) the garage was connected to a school that was no longer in session.  During an exchange with some nice locals, I got some important tips (like bring the parking receipt to get back inside) and followed them out of the garage.  After that, it was a quick walk back to the hotel.  With great anticipating, I quickly changed and finally departed for the Jazz Festival.  Initially, I walked south from the hotel, taking Rue Saint Denis and walked into a nice area of restaurants and pleasant outdoor enjoyment.  This place was called the Quartier des Spectacles - the neighborhood of the festival - so I kept on exploring towards the south.  I encountered pick-up soccer games, heard lots of local/cultural music and enjoyed the marvelous weather.  After a bit of walking, I eventually located the area for the performance stages (starting at Parterre and stretching towards the Place-des-Arts).  Satisfied I'd made a good decision to return to the festival, I quickly settled right back into the swing of things!  Starting at1945, I explored the entire concert venue (multiple city blocks), deciphered the complicated schedule, sampled several stages and enjoyed local food & drink.  There were crowded areas, packed with rowdy fans, but I also found quieter places, lightly sprinkled with people who were sitting on the grass as they grooved to the music.  The weather was awesome and I lost myself in the smooth sounds of so many instruments.  Added to that, the many French conversations all around (and even directed at) me made me forget some stresses of home.  Initially, I enjoyed the performance of several artists in the area of Scene Rogers and Scene Rio Tinto.  Later, I found a place for a beer and walked around inside the venue until I finished it.  Next, I walked further to the southwest (although I couldn't tell that from the paper map I had because it didn't indicate the direction of North).  I found even more food and many more people.  At one point, I found myself packed in like a sardine with many others who were watching the main stage.  I managed to extricate myself and explored more of the area.  Feeling hungry, I got a hot dog and then found a place (Poutine Factory) with more delicious food.  While eating, I continued enjoying artists who could be heard from nearly every angle.  I got one more beer near the end of the evening and, surprisingly, located a bathroom nearby (in the VIP area) that didn't have a huge line like the rest.  After that, I continued walking and listening to the performances until I'd made my way back to the Parterre.  It was then that I noticed that the first artist I'd watched when I arrived was starting her second set. Not wanting to exhaust myself on the first night, I departed the Jazz Festival at 2145. I walked north and east towards the hotel - many of the landmarks were familiar and I only needed to check my map a little bit.  The trip wasn't too long and I was in my room by 2215.  Once there, I spent a bit of time trying to decipher the program - I figured out who I'd watched (Sunny War, Cory Henry, Salin and the Dusty Brass Band) and got a better orientation of things I'd done/seen.  After that, I did some reading before going to sleep (2355).  Overall, it was a wonderful Summer evening among Les Quebecois!

White River Junction, VT (USA)

[teleworked from early in the morning - at 0730, I drove to White River Junction so I could work out at UVAC - swam for 45 minutes (52 lengths) and then drove home again (at my desk by 0900) - more teleworking]

Enfield, NH (USA)

[after work, volunteered with the LISTEN Food Pantry (1500 to 1630), opening Price Chopper bags and stocking shelves - next, I drove to Forwards Garage and volunteered with the VA Medical Center White River Junction Adaptive Sports Team - arrived at 1645 and was set up for departure very soon after that - biked (in side-by-side e-bike) with John 10 miles on the Northern Rail Trail (between WRJ 7 and WRJ 2) - this was the first time we went all the way to West Lebanon and back - John was very happy - finished biking at 1845 and got home by 1900]

Virginia Beach Trip - Day 5

Sadly, my whirlwind visit to Hampton Roads was going to end today.  I woke up at 0530 and got ready for my departure.  Once I finished packing my car, I said goodbye to Erin and Brenna - I left the house by 0615.  Driving a short distance, I got gas at Wawa (Rosemont) at 0630.  After that, I drove north (via I-264, Independence, side streets and US-13) towards the Chesapeake Bay Bridge Tunnel.  When I paid the toll at the southern end (0645), I learned it was higher (by $5) due to the weekend.  Traffic was initially light and the weather was good.  At around this time, I had my first call with Eileen (she was driving to Indiana and had suggested we keep each other company during the day).  I made it to Cape Charles very easily and listened to audiobooks on the way.  Continued on US-13 to Pokomoke City and then took US-113 towards the northeast.  The traffic increased as I approached the beaches - oh no...  I crossed into Maryland during another call with Eileen.  She had to make some stops so I switched back to listening to audiobooks.  During this time, I found myself fighting with Google and Apple Maps for the fastest and cheapest way to reach New Hampshire... Arrived in Milford, DE by 1000 and got on DE-1.  Again, I had to pay higher tolls (weekend/beach rates) at each of the toll booths (1015 and 1040) but made good time on the highway.  As I approached I-95, the map apps told me it was best to get off the four lane highway.  However, the route was unfamiliar and I ended up driving north (slowly, through a series of lights) on US-13 until I finally intercepted I-295.  From there, I was able to cross the Delaware River.  Instead of using the New Jersey Turnpike, I stayed on the Interstate and made good time as I drove along the western edge of New Jersey.  Of course, I knew (due to previous experiences) that this solution wasn't going to be effective forever.  Still, the ride was pretty good (very little traffic).  Temps soared during this timeframe and I was glad to have good AC.  I stopped for lunch at McDonalds in Burlington, NJ (1155).  Once I was back on I-295, I made my way north towards Trenton, talking with Eileen briefly.  I got off the Interstate at the Princeton Pike (Route 583) and continued north into Princeton.  After passing the Battle Monument, I took surface streets through the college town.  Got on US-206 after this but the drive was mostly slow going.  In Somerville, I was able to get on I-287 and pick up speed again.  During this phase, I listened to more audiobooks and had another good call with Eileen.  When I reached Suffern (NY) I hit the worst traffic I'd seen all day (trying to get on I-87).  Fortunately, my plan had already been to exit onto NY-17 and this turned out to be a good decision.  After that, the speeds were mostly steady and I got to travel through many of the towns I used to visit often while hiking the AT.  When I reached Monroe, I stopped at Walmart to recycle cans/bottles (1415).  I was on the road again by 1430.  Instead of continuing north, I got on US-6 (it crossed NY-17 at that location) and headed east.  Unfortunately, I hit really bad traffic on the way towards the Hudson (delay was about 15 minutes) but eventually got to a roundabout for the Palisades Parkway that allowed me to escape it.  Continued on US-6 to Bear Mountain Bridge Road and crossed the Hudson River (toll by camera).  On the east side, I got on NY-9D and headed north - more AT nostalgia.  Near Cold Spring, I switched to some surface streets to reach NY-301 and then cut northeast towards the Taconic Parkway.  After getting on that road, my travel speeds increased dramatically and I made great time towards the north.  Passed the time with more audiobooks.  Meanwhile, I noticed that the weather to the west looked ominous.  I made it almost to I-90 before I got off (on NY-295) and took it to Canaan.  Switching to back roads (Queechy Lake Drive), I eventually reached NY-22 and followed it all the way to New London and Lebanon Springs.  As I've thought whenever driving in the Northeast, "they sure re-used a lot of names"...  I kept thinking I'd be crossing the border into Massachusetts but it never happened.  Instead, I was on NY-22 all the way to NY-7.  From there, I drove east towards Vermont and got on NY/VT-279.  Reached US-7 just as it started to rain.  The precipitation got worse after that but I otherwise had a great time going north towards Manchester.  Once on VT-11/30, I thought I'd be stuck behind some slow traffic (from DC).  Instead, I made a great pass and caught up to a speedy Dodge Charger that took us on a "road race" through the Green Mountains.  Other cars (including DC car) saw what we were doing and we basically had a convoy.  At this point, I suddenly learned about a Tornado Watch in the Upper Valley (yikes!).  For this reason, I decided to do my shopping before reaching West Lebanon.  I stayed on VT-11 (instead of getting on VT-103) as I passed through Chester and made my way to Springfield.  At Shaw's, I picked up a free item (1835).  The weather still looked horrible when I came out of the store so I wasn't in a big hurry.  Stopped for gas at Irving (1845) before getting on I-91.  On the way home, I encountered more nasty weather - this led to some dropped calls with Eileen.  Eventually got on I-89 and crossed Connecticut River.  Made it home by 1930.  Surprisingly, it wasn't raining in Hanover yet so I was able to unpack the car.  A deluge started after that.  Secure inside my home, I felt relieved to be home after a rewarding trip.  There were definitely a lot of lessons that I had to relearn from the times (long ago) when I lived in Hampton Roads.  Feeling quite exhausted but this was an awesome trip - can’t wait to return!

irginia Beach Trip - Day 4

With the plumbing emergency, it didn't feel like a I got a lot of sleep...  When I woke up in the morning (0600), I found that the tub had drained.  Erin later told me that the City Water folks had not yet arrived so that seemed like a good sign.  We all waited to see what would happen...  Eventually (0730), the city truck showed up and they checked that the sewer was not clogged from the street side.  This was good, in a way, but it meant the problem wasn't resolved. Erin and Austin then spent some more time pouring Drano and double checking there was some drainage - things seemed to have resolved themselves after their efforts.  Meanwhile, Brenna slept...  After spending as much time as she could with us, Mollie departed for Beaver Dam (0800).  It was sad to see her go!  But, just as I was thinking about it, she returned (she’d forgotten several things).  By that point, Erin had departed and returned with some donuts for everyone's breakfast (they were good).  Once Mollie was gone for good, I spent some time reading, walking and visiting with Erin and Austin.  The previous day, I'd suggested that we check out some of the nearby Naval Bases - Austin seemed interested.  Once Brenna was awake, we all got ready to leave.  At around 1130, we drove west towards Naval Station Norfolk so I could show everyone the ships on the Navy Pier.  There were all kinds of interesting vessels to look at, including the USS Ford and USS Truman.  Austin and Brenna were quite engaged with all the things I was able to tell them and we spent almost 30 minutes talking about the ships.  Afterwards, we drove around the base so I could show them points of interest, drive by the pretty houses and stop at spots (on the Naval Air Station) where I used to live and work.  Once everyone had seen what they wanted, we got off the base and drove to the nearby NEX complex.  It seemed to be mostly unchanged since I'd last visited but the kids didn't remember it at all.  We walked around on the main floor (in every section) and I suggested that the kids fill up a basket for me to buy them.  While waiting, I started to feel hungry and got lunch at Burger King in the food court (1335).  Meanwhile, Brenna was trying on clothes and Erin/Austin were looking at housewares on the second floor.  We all eventually (1400) reconvened and I purchased all of the items (mostly clothing, games, dog toys/treats and household items) .  Next, we headed back to Erin's house and everyone took a break for part of the afternoon.  I was glad to see that Kiki liked her new toys and everyone else seemed relieved after the sewer emergency.  Our dinner was some more sandwiches from TASTE (good!).  At 1830, we left Erin's house again and drove to Dam Neck Naval Base so I could show everyone the pretty beach.  Of course, we brought Kiki and she had fun running around in the surf and chasing crabs that came out of their holes on the beach.  We spent about an hour walking along the Atlantic and everyone really enjoyed themselves.  Returning to Erin's, I met her next door neighbor (Ron), who reminded me of our old VA Beach neighbor, Floyd.  He had a pool and a yard that was the toast of the neighborhood.  Erin and I were talking to him until it was almost dark but I then decided that I wanted to walk while there was still time.  Once I returned to Erin's again, I thought our day was done.  I actully sat down for a drink of Sangria and was about to play a game with Brenna but then Erin and Austin suggested we go get ice cream at Lolly's Creamery (nearby).  Not wanting to pass up another local experience, I went there with them.  Unfortunately, there was a HUGE line.  To pass some time, I went for a walk in the neighborhood and reached my 10,000 steps.  Once I was back with my daughters (and Austin), I tried a few of the many interesting flavors of ice cream in the pleasant evening air.  The girls were very talkative and suggested that I needed to get an Apple Watch (so they could know that I was OK) and that I needed a Shutterfly gift card to make more travel books.  I responded that I didn't like the first idea but did like the second.  Back at Erin's for good (at least for the night), I was really tired (it was approaching 2200) but everyone wanted to play some of Brenna's new games from the NEX.  I agreed to be part of the fun for a little while and was glad to watch everyone having a good time before I headed to bed (2300).  Glad for a nice day at "The Beach"!

Virginia Beach Trip - Day 3

After a rather descent sleep, I woke up early (0530) at Erin’s began teleworking (so did Erin). I skipped breakfast but Brenna and Mollie went out to eat at a nearby coffee shop.  Throughout the early morning, everyone offered things (walks, food) to me but I kept working until 1100.  At that point, we (my daughters and I) got ready and then departed (almost 30 minutes later) for Williamsburg.  We were in Mollie’s car but she’d asked me to drive.  The traffic was horrendous but this gave us a chance to talk about all sorts of topics (some current events, some family stuff).  Brenna slept for a little while on the way.  After arriving at Busch Gardens by 1230, we walked to the main gate and easily got inside with the complementary tickets (1300).  It was warm but not too unbearable for a Southern summer day.  We got some nice photos of all of us together and then walked to Germany (because I was quite hungry by then).  At the Fest Haus (1325), we got some lunch - I was surprised to see all the food go so quickly! I’d suggested everyone carry a water bottle but ended up being the only one who still had one by the time we left the restaurant (1400).  For the first time in years, we skipped the music and dance show.  Instead, we split up so Brenna and I could go on a roller coaster (Verbolten).  Meanwhile, Erin and Mollie went on rides in Italy.  After a fun ride, Brenna and I caught up to them just as they went on another attraction.  While waiting, we decided to ride the Roman Rapids - always a treat! Meeting up again with Erin and Mollie, we all ended up taking an additional two more circuits of that ride and enjoyed the cooler air and splashes. Afterwards, we enjoyed a few more rides nearby before the girls decided to buy water and some delicious Italian ices. Erin gave me a Busch Gardens magnet she’d bought - that will look good on my fridge.  We then walked to the Pompeii ride and Brenna and I went on it.  Later, all of us went to the Sesame Street area and Erin rode on a kiddie roller coaster with me (Mollie didn’t want to do it).  We next took a gondola ride to New France and tried to board the train.  However, it had mechanical problems and we ended up getting off.  Instead, Brenna and I rode on the Log Flume (very fun) before meeting up with Erin and Mollie again.  By then, they were hungry again and I took them to dinner at the Smokehouse in New France (1815).  Once again, they ate almost everything and seemed to be in good spirits.  Erin started talking about wanting to leave soon but I compromised with her to stay until 2000.  In the time we had remaining at that point (about one hour), we managed to get on the train, Mollie saw the Clydesdales, we got more photos, everyone rode the carousel and we took another gondola ride.  By then, we’d reached the agreed upon departure time and took the tram to our car (located in the Ireland parking lot).  Since Mollie's car needed gas, I located a nearby station and then we headed towards home (I was driving Mollie’s car again).  There was traffic again so we talked about good memories of the day and plans for the rest of the summer.  I wasn’t using a map so I ended up getting lost near Mount Trashmore and the ensuing confusion (we had to use some closed streets) led to some hilarity.  Back at Erin’s (2130), Mollie returned some travel books she’d borrowed (and gave me a new one about hiking in the White Mountains).  At the same time, Brenna gave me a wonderful card.  Even though it was late, there was talk of playing some board games.  Unfortunately, it was at this time that the toilets stopped working correctly.  We spent the next three hours trying to figure out how to clear it.  Initially, we realized that Erin and Austin didn’t have a plunger so they had to go out to a few stores to find one.  Meanwhile, the tub and shower started to fill up with water...  After I got a chance to plunge for a while, it became clear that there must be a sewer line problem.  Erin tried to find a plumber and I turned off the water and retired to bed.  Later, I figured out that the City Water people might come to check things for free - Erin set this up for the morning and we sorted out some new sleeping arrangements.  Everyone was cranky because it was quite late but eventually fell asleep (0100).  It's never boring when I get together with all my kids!

Virginia Beach Trip - Day 2

I was awake early in Erin's guest room and started teleworking by 0630.  After about an hour, I went for a short walk in Erin's neighborhood.  By the time I returned, the Costco delivery people had arrived to install a new refrigerator and washer/dryer.  After Erin returned from getting us some breakfast kolaches, I ate some while talking with Mollie (teleworking) and Erin (teleworking).  I later resumed my own telework day, with meetings for most of the morning.  At various times throughout the day, I spoke with Erin, Austin and Mollie.  The latter actually gave me some gifts (Christmas 2023, Birthday & Fathers Day 2024).  Not to be outdone, Erin gave me a Notre Dame license plate holder!  I took a short break for lunch (sandwich from “Taste”) and (much later) to visit with Elizabeth (Erin’s friend from JMU) and Alex (the young lady who helped Erin buy her house).  Otherwise, I teleworked a full day.  Brenna contacted me a few times while she was driving to Virginia Beach and I sent her Erin’s address.  Meanwhile Erin and Austin continued unpacking their household goods.  I finished my work day at 1645 and Brenna arrived at about 1800.  By this point, we were all hungry!  When everyone was ready, we drove (it took two cars) to eat dinner at Steinhilbers, a fancy place on the Western Branch of the Lynnhaven River.  We had reservations at 1900 and got to sit outside on a pretty patio.  We all ate some delicious entrees (bolstered by some nice drinks).  In the middle of the meal, Erin told me that she was considering getting married at the venue.  She subsequently got a lot of information from the staff about options.  During our meal, our table was filled with some good conversation about recent family events, future plans, memories of places we’d lived (including Virginia Beach) and work topics.  To my surprise, Austin treated us to dinner - Erin said it was another gift from my birthday and Father’s Day.  This really has turned out to a great "Dad Day"!  Afterwards, we walked around the grounds for a little bit.  Next, Mollie drove (!!!) Brenna and I to see our old house on Kingston Drive.  We reminisced for a while and got used to Mollie’s driving style.  Back at Erin’s, I took another walk with Brenna, Mollie and Kiki in the pleasant evening air.  It was really nice to spend more time with my daughters.  By 2200 our long day of visiting was finished and I said goodnight.  This trip has been great so far and the main event (Busch Gardens) hasn't even happened!

Virginia Beach Trip - Day 1

I've been planning my trip to see Erin's new house for about a month and today was the day of departure!  I was up before my alarm clock (0445) and was finished packing up my car by 0600.  Got started on my telework day before leaving the condo.  Stopped for gas at Irving in Hanover (0625) and then drove to White River Junction for my required maintenance on my Subaru.  I arrived early and did some more telework from my car.  Next, I checked my car in (0700) and moved upstairs to the waiting room so I could telework some more.  After a little while, I took a short walk (before it got too hot).  My car was ready just after 1115 and, after I paid, I was able to re-org the packing for the upcoming drive to Virginia Beach.  I left WRJ by 1130 with an ETA at Erin's of 2200 (I left her a voicemail so she'd know I was coming and she texted back that she would be ready).  Like most trips towards the south, I used I-91 all the way past Hartford (CT).  Initially, the traffic was OK and the weather was pleasant.  Encountered some construction but it really didn't slow me down.  Listened to audiobooks on the way.  Unfortunately, I started hitting huge traffic jams when I arrived at CT-15.  I tried to bypass it, with some success, but the slow down only got worse as I drove west.  Google Maps was very frustrating and kept updating the arrival time to closer to midnight.  However, whenever I did my own thing (e.g., getting off the four lane highway), it updated back towards 2200 arrival.  Eventually, I just gave up and stayed in the traffic (horrible on Merritt Parkway) as it made its way towards NYC.  At one point, I tried to stop for a bathroom break but the rest area parking lot was completely full.  Typically, I would have headed towards the GW Bridge by that point but the traffic was soo bad that I decided to cross the Hudson on I-287 (Tappan Zee).  Traffic OK as I approached the Mario Cuomo Bridge but Google Maps tried to keep me on the east side of the river.  I blew that off and, once I was on the west side (1550), took US-9W to reach the Palisades Parkway.  It was slow going at times but, at least, I wasn't trapped anywhere...  I talked to Eileen and then exchanged call attempts with Erin.  Before I was able to get back on an Interstate, I had to use some surface streets but eventually arrived at the entrance to the New Jersey Turnpike - it had taken me almost five hours to reach that point.  I stopped for a break at the Vince Lombardi Rest Area and then got on I-95 (picked up a toll ticket).  Unfortunately, I was immediately in another traffic jam...  This one didn't last too long, though, and I ultimately made great time all the way through New Jersey.  The toll at the NJT Exit (1825) was very high - will have to explore ways to avoid that in the future.  Also had to pay a toll to cross Delaware River Bridge at 1830.  From there, I used I-95 to reach DE-1.  Paid yet another toll (1910) but it was worth the cost: I was able to make great time on good road.  During this phase, I was able to talk with Mollie (1840).  Paid another toll (1845) before arriving at US-113.  From that point, I was glad that I still had good traffic speeds.  Stopped for gas at BJs in Millsboro (DE) at 2010 and then picked up dinner at Chick-fil-A right next door.  On the road again quickly (after about 15 minutes) and made up some time after that.  Used US-113 all the way to Pokomoke and then took US-13 to Cape Charles.  By then, it was getting dark but it was nice to not have any traffic!  Paid one more toll at the Chesapeake Bay Bridge Tunnel (2220) and then had a good drive (no problems) over to Norfolk.  Arrived at Erin's new house at about 2250 and got to visit for a little while with her, Austin and Mollie (and Kiki).  After that, I started teleworking again - I was tired but wanted to avoid using much more leave.  Spent some time reading before bed (0045).  Glad to have made this drive (for the first time in many years) without too much trouble but was definitely reminded that the drive distance/time/tolls ($43.70) was much worse than I'd hoped - need to figure out ways to minimize some of these issues...  

Grafton, NH (USA)

After work today (1600), I drove to Grafton Pond (via I-89, US-4, NH-4A and some back roads) so I could join the VA Adaptive Sports Team and New England Healing Sports Association events in an evening paddle.  Along the way, I had to stop for deer!  I arrived at 1615 and (between 1630 and 1800), enjoyed a pleasant afternoon on the lake.  It was a beautiful day for paddling and we were able to get more than 20 kayaks floating in formation as we drifted peacefully among pretty islands and diving loons. Perfect conditions! Spent 1.5 hours (3 miles) in Tequila Sunrise (there weren't enough boats otherwise).  Finished getting out of the water by 1815 and then helped veterans get out of their boats.  Loaded up my kayak for departure and then headed home (reverse route).  This time, I saw lots of turkeys in the road.  Arrived home by 1900.  Glad I was able to have such a great time on the water today!

Quechee, VT (USA)

Since moving to the Upper Valley, I've been interested in attending the annual Quechee Balloon Festival and finally had a chance this year - as a volunteer!  The day started out slow (reading, etc.) but I was eventually ready to leave the house.  First, I drove to White River Junction (I-89 and US-5) to see if I could get into the UVAC pool 15 minutes earlier than my 1100 (30 minute) swim lane reservation.  I was successful and managed to get the 45 minutes (52 lengths) I normally do.  After getting done (1130), I cleaned up and drove to Quechee (I-91, I-89, US-4, Quechee Main Street).  I was able to park by the covered bridge (free) and then walked around nearby (Ottauquechee Trail).  Eventually, I entered the Festival grounds with my volunteer wrist band and walked around the grounds for about 45 minutes.  At 1230 (15 minutes early), I checked in with the rest of the volunteers for the 44th Annual Quechee Balloon Festival. I had planned to be a "re-entry" wristband checker but got reassigned to work at the ticket both with my friend, Jenn (from UVAC).  For the next several hours, we took money (including credit card machine), scanned QR codes (pre-paid) with iPad, stamped kids' hands with balloon ink stamp and tried to direct people to various places inside the Festival.  Mostly, this was an easy job but I was never able to sit down for a rest and often found myself alone while Jenn was helping the organizers with some kind of pop-up task.  There were only a few unreasonable people but they were minor blips in the day's activities.  My volunteer session ended abruptly when the lady in charge of cash closed the line - after that, everyone was free.  By 1615, I was done volunteering and was able to walk around.  I checked on my car, bought a grilled cheese sandwich from "Cheesy Tomato" (came with cup of soup) and then explored some more of the tents. I found a new winery (Vermont Vines in Springfield, VT) and tasted several more drinks (Frontenac, Frontenac Gris, Marquette, Sabrevois, Edleweiss and Prairie Star.  I enjoyed hearing the story about how the vineyard had been started from grapes at an abandoned winery.  Watched the Re-Max balloon going up and down ($25 rides).  Later, though, there was nothing in the fields.  Figured out then that I'd be waiting until 1800 for the "real action".  I got a corn dog and was eating it while exploring.  Surprisingly, I kept getting approached while walking around because I had a volunteer shirt on... Along the way, I met a retired LDO/TAR/C-130 CO from Daytona Beach, FL and had a great chat with him.  Also helped a lost kid and got to listen to some great music.  Finally (1800), I got to watch 12+ helium-filled “flowers” as they bloomed on the Quechee Green and soared into the air!  The whole experience was very uplifting and I am glad I waited to see them go.  By 1900, all balloons were aloft and I started walking back towards my car. I had to wiggle my way out of the parking lot because of the double/triple parking around me but managed to get back on US-4.  I'd thought about going to a Night Hawks (baseball) game or going kayaking but realized I was quite tired.  Instead, I drove all the way home on I-89 and made it to my condo by 1930.  Outside, I spent time chatting with Beth and Ann and helped them with e-bike rack install.  What a great day!

Quechee, VT (USA)

After work (1445) today, I drove to White River Junction and went swimming (45 minutes, 52 lengths) at UVAC.  Once finished (1600), I made my way to Quechee so I could check out the Balloon Festival venue.  Because of my volunteer wrist band, I was able to enter and tour the grounds (1630 to 1830).  I stopped at almost every tent and tasted several local wines (Frontenac, Frontenac Gris, Marquette, etc.) and spirits.  In fact, I bought items at Vermont Spirits, Smugglers Notch Distillery and North Branch Winery.  At the latter location, I had a great conversation with the owner (John) about Agritourism.  During this window, it rained a lot but he let me under his tent.  After the rain stopped, I waited for a while to find out about whether the balloons might launch.  Unfortunately, the ultimately canceled them - not even the famous "Glow" was expected to be possible.  I didn't feel waiting until later (2030ish) to find out and, after getting a corn dog, left the fair grounds.  I was home at my condo by 1900 - hoping my next visit to the Festival has better luck with the weather for balloons!

Quechee, VT (USA)

After work this afternoon, I departed my condo (1600) and drove to Sacred Heart, where I worked on the Paint Project for one hour (also got to say "hi" to Camille and Father Charles).  Afterwards, I drove to Quechee and attended the Balloon Festival Volunteer Orientation (1730 to 1800).  I got a T-shirt, wrist-band and some delicious pizza (from Pizza Chef).  Also met some other hikers - what a nice evening!  When the event was completed, I drove to check out Pinneo Pond (hoping to paddle there) - unfortunately, it was private and closed.  Undeterred, I backtracked to Dewey Pond and found it choked with lily pads.  Fortunately, a section of the Ottauquechee River was accessible from the same parking lot (Dewey's Landing) and this allowed me to take advantage of the remaining daylight afterwards by launching Tequila Sunrise.  As I started (1830), it did feel a bit like I'd “settled”. However, the mile-long section of the Ottauquechee River (between the rapids below the covered bridge and the dam above the Gorge) had water was quite calm.  It was also very shallow but full of wildlife.  Along the way, I encountered a beaver, thousands of tadpoles, even more waterborne insects and dozens of bird species. Among the latter, I spotted several loons, probably 50 Canadian Geese babies, various kinds of soaring songbirds, juvenile herons and many large families of Hooded Mergansers.  Almost none of my winged friends seemed spooked by my gliding kayak and I never got tired of watching their unique behaviors.  The air was cool and dry and the sky was a spectacular blue.  At times, it seemed like I was the only human on earth - but then a car would pass along the edge of the river and return me to reality.  Finished by 1930, I drove towards home (via US-4 and US-5) and made a brief stop at Cumberland Farms in Wilder (for free items).  Arrived at my condo by 2015 and settled into a nice evening with nearly every one of my windows opened to capture the pleasant air.  The hour spent in the Gloaming on a lazy stretch of Vermont river was quite therapeutic!

Strafford, VT (USA)

All week, I've had a busy Sunday planned - however, I really didn't expect to be able to do all of the activities on my list.  Still, the day had to potential to be really fun and interesting!  It didn't start auspiciously, though - I slept later than I'd planned (the heavy rain made it seem earlier than it actually was).  While getting ready to leave my apartment, I realized I'd missed my window for Mass at Sacred Heart.  Too bad...  Instead, I left early for my volunteer shift at the Billings Farm in Woodstock.  Encountered tough traffic troubles (summer visitors, rain, construction and single lane at the bridge in Quechee) all the way to the Farm but still arrived by 0915.  After getting inside 10 minutes later, I suddenly realized I'd forgotten my wallet!  Putting this "senior moment" out of my mind, I began my volunteer session, part of the Annual Dairy Celebration, at 0925.  As usual, I soaked up happy vibes from all the visitors as they tasted yummy samples of the three kinds of cheese made from milk produced on site.  Had a bonus today, though, since we also had jam from Blake Hill Preserves that was made especially to pair with the cheese!  End result = even bigger smiles! Nearby, there were vendors from Norwich Farm Creamery, Only Cannoli (Burlington) and Cabin Hill Farms - I learned a lot about (and sampled) their local products.  The nice folks at Vermont Farmstead Cheese Co. even made me a delicious grilled cheese sandwich - mmmm… Lots of guests came throughout the day and I reveled in the happy, cheery and wide-eyed looks of delight. We were all serenaded by the music of Ali T (really good).  Can’t beat this kind of volunteering!  Rain permeated the events outdoors but I was snug in the Exhibition Barn until the sky started clearing (1300).  After my session ended (1325), I ate some lunch in the break room and then picked up my (2) free cheese bars (reward for volunteer sessions last year).  On the road by 1340, I headed back towards New Hampshire.  Ran into trouble again because of the traffic and construction on the Quechee Gorge Bridge.  By the time I made it to the Upper Valley Aquatic Center (1405), I was already late for my lane reservation.  Unfortunately, the UVAC was scheduled to close at 1500 so I only got 30 minutes of my scheduled 45 minute lane reservation...  This development caused me to tip back towards attending the Open House at the Justin Morrill Homestead Homestead (I'd been reluctant due to the rain).  To reach this next activity, I got on I-89 and headed north.  It started raining again as I got off at Exit 2 but I continued northeast, arriving at the Homestead by 1520.  When I visited Strafford (VT) last year, the home of their famous son, Rep./Sen. Justin Morrill was being repaired after extensive water damage.  Today, I was able to return to town with hopes for a tour of the unique “cottage”, barns and grounds.  The historic displays and Gothic Revival architecture were quite impressive.  I queued up for a tour of the main building but delays before the tour guide was ready caused me to give up before we left the first room.  Elsewhere, the site probably had too many people for it's size (mostly because there were a lot of young children who'd come to watch a popular puppet show).  Consolation Prize: I spent time walking the grounds, looking at the placards and displays in the little museum.  Afterwards (1550), I left town and followed VT-132 (parallel to Ompomanoosuc) all the way back to US-5.  Sadly, encountered more rain - I arrived at my condo by 1615 and barely got my car unpacked before it started pouring.  Had thought about going to Mass at St. Helena's but decided to stay inside for the rest of the evening.  Despite the inclement weather, I’m glad I made another trip into the Ompompanoosuc Valley!

Manchester, NH (USA)

With some good weather forecasted, a handful of gift cards and some plans for a big paddling project (Lake Massebesic), I got up early, did some reading and then packed my car.  I was on the road by 0715 and made it to the Men of St. Joseph (at Sacred Heart) meeting by 0730 - I stayed there, fellowshipping with my friends, until 0900.  Afterwards, I drove to West Lebanon and picked up my free (birthday) bear claw breakfast (0915).  Got back on I-89 after that and headed south. I first stopped to quickly check out the newly reopened Welcome Center (Rest Area) before the Lebanon Exit - it was nice! After that, I drove south all the way to the end of I-89 (listening to audiobooks).  I took NH-3A to I-93 and then drove to the Mall of New Hampshire, arriving just before 1100.  Parking near the Red Robin, I got my free birthday burger and some bottomless sides as soon as they opened.  The food was really good and I enjoyed my meal.  At 1140, I was done and wandered the Mall for a little while, looking for the Eastern Mountain Sports (I had a birthday coupon).  When I found it, I discovered that it was having a Going Out of Business Sale! I looked through the available offerings but didn't find anything really compelling.  Instead, I got nine stroopwafel snacks and only spent about a dollar of my own money.  When I reached my car again (1215), I found it had rained very heavily while I was inside.  The weather to the west looked OK so I decided to drive over to nearby Lake Massabesic to do some paddling.  I had referenced my paddling book (from the AMC) and easily found the car-top boat launch.  However, parking was at a premium so I had to park on the road and walk a good bit to reach the water.  The launch area was located in the middle of the reservoir (the water supply for Manchester) After I was in the water (1230), I warily eyed the dark clouds and surprisingly brisk wind and also discovered that the lake had severely rough water.  With an surface area of more than 2500 acres, much of it wide open (no trees), it was almost like the ocean! My initial plan had been to spend time in the western half of the lake but this turned out to be where the worst wave action was - there were actual whitecaps!  After struggling around the edge for more than 45 minutes, I found my kayak was filling up with water and I’d reached a place where I couldn’t paddle fast enough to avoid falling backward.  I managed to turn around and then rode the waves like a surfer.  Reaching the eastern side of the lake, I found much calmer conditions and I spent over an hour exploring little coves and was even able to cross in the middle of the main channel.  I enjoyed watching the many sailboats that had launched from the marina - there were also a few fishing boats, lazily drifting with the light current.  Despite all the time and distance, I still probably only got to see about a quarter of the reservoir.  The clouds continued threatening and it even rained on me a few times.  Conditions required me to paddle for almost the entire session (2 hours, 4ish miles) and my arms were quite tired when I reached the landing. I managed to get a parking spot and quickly get my kayak back on the roof - whew!  Overall, this was a really good workout - definitely need to return on a calmer day so I can see more of this beautiful lake!  From the boat launch, I drove north on NH-28B again and parked at the trailhead for the Rockingham Recreational Trail.  Starting at 1445, I walked southwest of Lake Massebesic and resumed my pursuit of the New Hampshire Rail Trail Challenge.  The hike between NH-28 (Bypass) and I-93 (reached Page Street) was roughly four miles round trip.  Despite passing through some urban sprawl, there was plenty of green and some nice tunnels. I’ve still got a lot of miles left to finish on this trail (and several others) but feel good about my afternoon stroll.  Got rained on (sprinkled) a bit while I was walking but my foot felt OK.  Back in the car (1600), I drove north on NH-28B until I reached US-3 (near the Shaw's in Hooksett).  I continued north on that road until I was able to take some side streets and cut across to the Friendly's on NH-9 (Loudon Road).  I arrived at about 1630 and sat at the ice cream counter - the nice manager set me up with my free birthday Reese's Pieces Sundae (mmm) and I talked to her about the difficulties that the restaurant chain had been having for years.  It was a nice respite and I did some social media posts during the stop.  Afterwards (1715), I drove west into Concord and (after a quick drive on I-93), got off at NH-3A so I could use my birthday gift card at The Common Man (on NH-3A in Concord).  I sat at the upstairs bar and had some delicious buffalo chicken empanadas and some beer (tried the Common Man Ale).  Stayed until about 1815 and then got back in my car.  After driving back towards I-89 on Hall Street, I hoped I could get a good deal on the Irving gas station but found that the price was the same as back in Lebanon.  Instead, I just got on I-89 and headed north.  In the end, I stopped in Grantham and found the price at their Irving to be a bit better.  Filled up the tank (finished at 1910) and was about to get on I-89 again when I saw my friend (Ed) passing by (we waved) - small world!  About 20 minutes later (1930), I arrived at my condo after a very busy day.  I sure maximized my birthday treats, paddling prowess and improving foot health!

Fairlee, VT (USA)

After my productive work day ended at 1700, I got ready for some paddling!  Unfortunately, it then it took me almost 45 minutes to get through Hanover because of traffic due to the Graduation weekend.  Actually, this time was shorter than it could have been because I gave up trying to cross the Connecticut at the Ledyard Bridge and, instead, headed south on NH-10. I crossed the river at West Lebanon and got on I-91 in Wilder.  Brenna called and we talked for a little bit - the signal wasn't very good so I asked if I could call her later (she agreed).  Meanwhile, I drove north to Fairlee and arrived at the Lake Morey boat launch just after 1800.  After previously skating, skiing and walking the icy surface, I finally had a chance to paddle (the melted)!  This evening, I completed a full circuit (clockwise) along the shoreline in about 90 minutes (3 miles) and enjoyed pleasant temps (no wind).  LOTS of pollen. Along the way, I encountered enthusiastic young fishermen, watched fish (could see them under my kayak), startled a huge snapping turtle (floating near the surface), avoided duck families, listened to wailing loons, greeted a “relative” of Tequila Sunrise, enjoyed pretty views of the Resort & dozens of fancy vacation homes.  Highlight was chatting with some of the residents/guests, especially a youngster who peppered me with questions about my kayak and asked me to say “hey” to any children I had.  I wrapped up my paddling (three miles) just as the sky opened up with a serious thunderstorm (1940) - fortunately, I had barely enough time to get my kayak on the roof...  Drove home (via I-91) and arrived in Hanover without too much more traffic delays. After arriving at my condo (2010), I got to talk to Brenna again (capped off my day).  The entire evolution required some skillful/lucky dodging of weather and Dartmouth traffic and but I got to see a nice rainbow when I got home. As usual, I really enjoyed being on the water this afternoon! 

White River Junction, VT (USA)

[teleworked from early in the morning - at 1245, I drove to White River Junction so I could work out at UVAC - had to use back roads to avoid construction on US-4 and US-5 - swam for 45 minutes (52 lengths) and then went to my annual wellness exam at the VA Medical Center (1400 to 1500) - then did some errands (Staples, Walmart, Shaws) in West Lebanon - home by 1630 - more teleworking]

Enfield, NH (USA)

[after work, volunteered with VA Medical Center White River Junction Adaptive Sports Team - arrived at 1635 and biked (in side-by-side e-bike) with John 13 miles on the Northern Rail Trail (between the Lebanon Pool and the Mill/Dam in Enfield on the Mascoma River) - finished biking at 1820 but stayed around until after 1900, talking with Jen and the other veterans - home by 1930]

Cape Cod Trip - Day 2

I woke up (at my dad's) at 0530 this morning and did some reading (waiting for Dad/Beth to get up).  Eventually, I headed downstairs to get ready for the day.  By 0700, we all left the house so we could have breakfast at the Daniel Webster Inn.  The weather was wonderful (sunny and pleasant)!  We arrived before the restaurant opened so then backtracked to the house.  Not wanting to waste a minute of my visit, I guess, my dad insisted on taking us (by way of the new Sandwich Boardwalk on the north side beach) across the Cape Cod Canal so Beth could get a drink at the McDonalds.  After that, we drove north along Cape Cod Bay until we found my dad's "favorite view point".  Heading back to the house, we parked at the Daniel Webster Inn and ended up having a delicious breakfast in the dining room between 0815 and 0915.  It had been quite a while since I'd eaten there and it lived up to my memories.  Afterwards, my dad drove me back to his house (we could have walked...) and I packed up my car.  I'd promised Gerard I'd stop by to see him before I left the area and I had an easy drive (via US-6 and MA-3) to Plymouth.  I arrived at his house just before 1000 and we visited during the next few hours.  Most of that time, we talked about my upcoming European cruise - he had a lot of ideas and suggestions to share with me!  It was good to spend time with Gerard, since he hasn't been well.  At about 1315, I said goodbye and drove west (through Carver and some big cranberry bogs).  Along the way, I talked to Mollie and Brenna.  Eventually, I was on MA-58 and used it drive almost all the way to "Hanover South".  There were some pretty lakes in Halifax and I wanted to stop for a paddle.  Unfortunately, I was nearly out of time by that point and needed to be at my sister's (Katie's) house by 1400.  I arrived just in time and joined my nephew's (Johnny's) graduation party.  There were a lot of friends and relatives there and the food was really good.  The weather continued being very nice and I would loved to have stayed for the rest of the afternoon.  However, I knew there would be traffic heading north through Boston and that it would probably get worse as it got later.  Reluctantly, I said goodbye to everyone and made my way back towards MA-3.  On the way, I stopped in Hingham to cash in a scratch ticket I'd gotten at my dad's birthday party in March (the store was located on the shore of Accord Lake).  After getting on the highway, I immediately encountered a lot of traffic.  However, it only lasted until I reached Quincy.  Beyond that point, things were pretty smooth through the city and almost all the way to the New Hampshire border.  I passed the time listening to audiobooks.  There one close call of getting stuck, though: I was fortunate to see a rapidly developing accident situation north of my position just as I was passing an exit.  Quickly reacting, I managed to drive around it (just one exit) on surface streets - by the time I was back on I-93, I found that I had the northbound lanes completely to myself!  This allowed me to make it through Manchester just fine - whew...  I exited the Interstate on NH-3A, like normal (I'd considered using the toll lanes but figured I'd take the leisurely route) and made it to I-89 just after 1800.  From there, I made really good time all the way home, arriving at my condo before 1915 - I took my kayak off the roof (because I had to get the car inspected in the morning) and then unpacked.  It felt good to arrive home before sunset - I actually had time to decompress before bed.  Great trip!

Cape Cod Trip - Day 1

I'd promised my dad that I'd visit him today (since I already needed to be at my sister's home tomorrow).  After packing the evening before, I was awake very early and was able to get on the road by 0700.  Using I-89 and NH-3A (near Concord), I made my way to the east side of the Merrimack River and US-3.  On the way, I listened to audio books.  Surprisingly, there was almost no traffic. I stopped at Shaws in Hooksett (0820) and got a free item, along with a gift for Johnny's graduation party.  Next, I continued south on US-3 and got on I-93, which I took all the way through Boston.  Again, there was almost no traffic.  After getting on MA-3 (a little more traffic), I set my sights on Hingham because I wanted to locate a Bertucci's I'd heard about there.  Arriving at the location by 0930, I verified that they would be open later (for my birthday lunch!) and then began to look for a nearby spot for some paddling.  I then realized that I was close to Accord Pond, which is part of some of my earliest childhood memories.  Family friends lived near it and I think I’ve been swimming from one of the private beaches.  Today was perfect weather to be out on the water: bluebird sky, no wind, low 70s.  By 0945, I'd found a place to park and had launched "Tequila Sunrise".  I followed the edge (clockwise) and enjoyed the company of ducks, Canadian geese and turtles for about an hour.  The weather was awesome and it was amazing to marvel at the fancy homes on the shoreline... Didn’t have a lot of time for kayaking but that was also OK, since the pond was less than two miles in circumference.  At 1045, I packed up kayak and drove back to Bertucci's in Hingham (arrived at 1050).  I was able to sit at the bar before they were even open - they were very nice to me.  I got lunch (salad, soup, rolls, birthday cake) and enjoyed everything.  I was done eating at 1130 and then headed south on MA-3.  Made it across the Sagamore Bridge OK (whew) but then traffic picked up on US-6.  Also spent some time dodging bikers on MA-130.  Still, I arrived at my dad's by 1215 and we spent about 45 minutes visiting (sitting outside on his pleasant patio).  At about 1300, we got in his car and drove (via back roads) to South Yarmouth so we could visit the Whydah Pirate Ship Museum (we arrived at 1345).  This was the first time visiting for both of us and the place turned out to be very interesting.  Unfortunately, we were unable to take photos.  We finished our visit at about 1445 and then headed east.  My dad took us to several of the south side beaches of Yarmouth and, after following Bass River back to MA-28, several of the south side beaches of Dennis.  Along the way, we saw a lot of old haunts and had a nice conversation.  We arrived back at my dad's home in Sandwich by about 1700 and spent some more time on the patio (this time, with Beth).  Next, my dad got all mysterious and said he had to make a special meal - this turned out to be a birthday celebration for me and included turkey, stuffing, potatoes, salad and other trimmings.  The meal was topped off by a cake and I felt very pampered.  After cleaning up the dinner area, we visited in the living room (Beth was watching "The Walking Dead").  Before it got dark, I took a walk through town (to get some steps).  The weather was still nice and I saw lots of ospreys, pretty yards, little league baseball and other Cape Cod summer images.  Returned to Dad's by 2000 and then started to feel a bit tired.  Ended up heading to bed (to read and relax) about 30 minutes later - Mollie called and we talked briefly but, otherwise, I was not interrupted for the rest of the night.  Went to sleep by 2200 - today was a great start to my Southshore weekend!