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Great Easter Weekend

Hoping you all had a wonderful Easter.  We went to Mom’s for a nice meal and a great visit.

On Friday having gone nowhere besides physical therapy of late we packed up the car for a nice long leisurely ride up into the White Mountains of New Hampshire.  I knew with all the flooding he should find some easy Gold and me a photo or two 🙂 you know me better than that and JT would have a stick,  found on the journey to play with.

We took Route 16 North and our first pit stop was beside a lake I captured often in amazing fall colors but Friday this is how it looked on the 18th of April

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Yes ice covers many of our lakes still.

We then travelled up through Glen where my intent had been to capture many of our Covered Bridges but with snow covered ground I decided I would wait on those.
The post of NH Covered Bridges I hope to do in Fall.

We stopped in Bretton Woods a well-known spot for skiing and fun.

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We found a spot to pull over where he could metal detect and JT and I could take a slow stroll and take in the beauty of the mountains and waterway teeming with water fowl where I saw my first group of gorgeous loons they are far away in photos as I did not have a lens to capture them I should have shot a video of just their beautiful song.

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We travelled further north to take in more sights before we turned south to head for home as the sun would set in our mirrors.

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Mount Washington sits in the distant landscape.

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Romantic views of the forest from the rails where this iron trestle over a gold laden stream runs below.  He found 50 gold flakes in 20 minutes. Water was frigid  and roaring from spring thaw taking place slow but surly. The sign state CAUTION You Have Entered BEAR COUNTRY lol really BEAR ARE EVERYWHERE!  I was hoping to see some Moose and Dear and other wildlife but the only thing I saw was an Eagle in the distance doing it’s thing.

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JT taking a rare break from play with her mommy.

We laid down many miles on these beautiful mountain roads
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We got home and rested up for the next days trip which would take up towards VT.

We stopped at a man-made lake to exercise JT before stopping at a friend of ours who is a painter.

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Is this not just the perfect kind of day.

A stiff breeze but sunny and 60 perfect to keep the bugs away.

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Thanks for coming along!   I will have some photos for My Portfolio blog I am sure.

Have a wonderful week.

 

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Daily Prompt: Far from Home

Arizona
Arizona

Arizona is far from home for us.  We live in the Northeast and this is the Southwest.

For me,  a Trucker I always traveled far from home but for the most part I traveled within the United States with a dash into Canada now and then.

This trip was special as the man  I loved was not given much hope of a long life so we packed up the old Chevy van with camping  supplies and Gold Prospecting equipment we already had and the pup of course and headed west.  He had never been past the military base in Texas and that was so long ago for boot camp.  He flew in and out of there.  So this would be a journey for him but for me it would be like old times, well without the shifting.

We stayed out on BLM  land for 6 or 7 weeks till we had to come back for another visit with his doctor.  He did not want to go back home least of all for more tests.  I missed home and my kitty too much to hide my head in the sand of the desert.  We loaded up the old van and said our goodbyes to all we had met and I snapped a few more photos.

We came home to good news much to their amazement.  We could once again take out the map from my old trucking days and plan a trip far from home.

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We Headed Home

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This story is more about our journey home.

First a  little about our trip first.

We had travelled by conversion van, a 1993 with a big Patriots mural on the side.

Me and him and JT.

We were loaded up with winter and summer clothes.

Prospecting equipment to hunt for Gold.

Dog food and human food.

Tent, Sleeping bags and even a dog bed.

 

We stayed in the tent till the Christmas day 80 mph winds broke a tent stake.

So we made do inside the van, for a few more days.

New Years Eve came and went with a big party with everyone else who was prospecting.

We set about getting our site we had used,  out on BLM land,  back to the way we found it and

said our goodbye’s.

 

 

JT  had been away from the beach for so long that I planned our long ride home, to NH,  hitting as

many beaches from the east side of Texas all along the Gulf Coast.  She was so excited when she saw her first body of water.

This dog is so smart.  Here it is winter and her head is outside the window,  smelling the sea.  You should have seen her face when I pulled

off into a State Park she was allowed in and I grabbed her Frisbee!  She bounded out of that side door and headed for the shore.

Just like when you would tell your children you were taking them to the beach.  Now this scene got better with each stop along the way.

She was beside herself with joy of seeing water again and not just in her bowl.

 

 

We watched the miles add up on the odometer,  with each one added we were getting closer to home.

We were tired. Coyotes kept us up most of the nights in the desert .  I suppose it could have been worse with a bear or mountain lion.

We made it up to New Jersey on the turnpike and knew we were six hours or less away from the door depending on what we hit as we

arrived in New York City area.  Rush hour was what we would be looking at so I prepared  for bumper to bumper,

nasty NYC traffic.

 

Now the real reason for this post.

Have you heard of Captain Sully?

The pilot who landed his plane full of crew and passengers in the Hudson River.

I had no idea it was happening as I got to the end of the turnpike to pay my toll and wondered where all the traffic was.

It was actually not sitting well inside of me.  I lived on these roads.   I knew something horrible had happened,  the highway was EMPTY

just the three of us in a Chevy van with our football  team logo on the side and no one to honk at us.

 

I asked my boyfriend to pop out the tape and get me a local channel.

We were now up on top of the George Washington Bridge,  with the water down below us,  as we heard on the radio about a plane landing on the

river!

Are you kidding me,  the reports were saying everyone was OK and they were calling this crew heroes.  Boats from close by  were picking people up

out of the river and rushing them to safety .

 

 

We drove through the rest of New York,  never touching the brakes and headed into Connecticut then Massachusetts and into New Hampshire,  the

ride really flew by, funny how when you hear awesome news  it takes you out of everything you may have been worrying about  and puts you on cloud

nine.

 

 

That day I knew the world had witnessed a miracle.

It was a new year and he had landed his plane on the HUDSON  RIVER,  who does that?

Well it all came flooding back to me today as I watched him honored again,   this time on The  Katie C. Show.

He may never see himself as a hero but to me that is what he will always be.

Thanks  Captain  Sully

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CAMP

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Yes there was a lot of Rain

Some beautiful color as well

Good conversation

Tasty meals

Wonderful adult drinks

Gold

and yes with the weather we had

WE HAD DUCKS TOO!

 

Well you can’t always get sunshine

and warm temps but friends now

that is real warmth

 

 

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CAMPING LAST SUMMER

CAMPING
All The Comforts

Camping last summer will be like the Ritz,  compared to our upcoming trip.

 

No RV this time, even the 76 will look good when compared to our tent.

We will be as comfortable as we can be at our age, even with aches and pains.

Air mattress will be great if we can get up come morning .

The dog,  well she will love her time away,  she will have lots of people to see.

This time the river will not be across the road from us but steps from the tents zipper.

There is a fire pit which will be welcome as the rains come and temps drop.

Looking forward to some hours away after all I have tried to do of late.

A few meals cooked over the fire and some tasty drinks with friends now that is how

I shall welcome Fall.    So if you are someplace warm, enjoy your weekend.  I will walk

along the river, capturing who knows what in my lens.  You know you will see a few

right here.

 

Peace and Love to you all

 

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Old Tree…… Older car

We hit a local stream in upstate Vermont,  with Gold on our

mind and a place to cool off the pup,  on a hot summer day.

 

We made our way to the river with friends and it was so

peaceful there, under the trees.  Their two sons taught our

Border Collie how to swim.   I know she should have known but

she is a Herder not a Lab.  In large fields full of Sheep, they do not

get many chance to play in water.

 

So with the children having fun, I took off with my camera.

I came upon a very old truck that someone had decided was much too much

trouble to have it pulled out of the woods.  Wonder why it was there.

This is the first shot I took from the river.

 

The floorboards did not stop this tree from coming up through and growing into

a real beauty, even with this mess of twisted metal all around her.

 

 

They made cars and trucks back then to last but something tells me  this tree will be

left standing when this old truck has just about rusted away.

 

I got back to the waterfall area where everyone was swimming and having fun, and I was

greeted by my happy, wet dog.  She had a blast while I was exploring.

 

 

I love our times out in the woods and water together .

 

Can you tell what year and model this thing is,  rusting out in the woods of Vermont?

 

 

 

 

 

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Stanton Arizona

 

JT and I would start each day with a walk out here,  in Stanton  Arizona.

After sleeping in a tent all night and everyone off on 4 wheelers metal detecting, we were

able to go exploring with a camera,  for our own treasure.

 

It is so peaceful out here in the desert.  My favorite time to arrive is between Thanksgiving and

Christmas and stay until the days are so warm you know the rattlers will be out on a steady basis.

 

The way  I saw it, there must have been more than a few in these parts

or there would be no need for a sign like this.

 

 

The scenery was stunning and I could so easily become a snow bird in this area of our country.

 

 

This was our home away from  home

Away from high NH heating bills and where temps in December go into the 60’s and 70’s

though the winds at times out here were  blowing 60+ mph.  We were glad to have our van

to retreat into when they  blew through.

 

Each night as we sat in front of the fire,  that we had just cooked our supper on , this would appear before

us.  Life is good.

 

 

 

So if you ever get a chance to head down to the southwest area of our country grab a tent

and the rest of you gear and pick a spot out on BLM land and make it your home for a few weeks.

Try your hand at prospecting for Gold, take photos of the new things you will see then

share your trip with me.  I know you will love it if you have a sense of adventure and do not require a

Wal-Mart close by,  as in our case it was 45 min or more once we turned on to the roadway outside

of  area we were camping.  I went out once a week to shop and do laundry.  Life can be so simple.

Take some time to get away from the rat race and enjoy your life it is the only one you have.

 

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story continues……from 20 Line or Less Post

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As he searched for treasure in and around the boulders and gravel I found GOLD in a

friendship with Marie.

There may have been 3 vehicles parked in the shade along this stretch of route 112

but the woman in both made their way over to say hello and to say h to JT.

This part of the story will focus on Marie.  She said she was from MA in an area I used to go to once a

day, in my Big Rig.

I was siting  in a chair throwing sticks or a frisbee to JT  and told her about my back and she said she

knew my pain.

In fact today was the first time she had left the home with her husband for fun in 8 years.  She had been

hurt in an accident at work, boy could we relate.

We talked and talked and tears flowed from both of us.

We knew each others pain.

She saw me as strong . It was not till we spoke she knew I too, was broken.

She has to go through exactly what I had gone through for 10 years for her ,now

8. years of hell.   I told her to hang on it would soon be over.

It is what they do to hard workers who get hurt and go after them for damages.

They want us to give up and God knows I came close more than once.

She has to fight for disability.  I told her how.  I asked her to please just not to give up.

After hugging her and telling her it would be OK my mate saw us crying and said

“Do you know each other?” he was smiling as this happens so much he is used to it.

Marie told him I was so special and he smiled again and said he knew.  He also told her

this happens to me a lot now that  I have started to really LIVE my life again.  I am glad

it is with him.

So I let Marie know how to reach me.  I do not know if she will  but one thing I am sure of

is the fact she left that river’s edge a little stronger inside.  She needed to meet someone who had gone

through the pain and depression and had come out the other side.  Yes battered and bruised but no

longer busted and broken.   I refused the drugs finally and am finally Living and Lovin   ( the name of my

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