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Thursday, February 28, 2019

Car (and Several Asides)

13 September 2018

As I've mentioned before, one of the things that has been surprisingly helpful in this boat phase of our lives is our one remaining car (down from five). We're the second owners of this 1995 Land Cruiser, and had it for almost 15 years, so it's been paid off for more than a decade. The first owner was a real estate company that used it to ferry clients to remote locations. While it's had a spot of trouble as it's approached its 25th year, it has been a remarkably reliable car through family road trips and as a daily driver for work, and everything in between.

We bought it originally to haul a little ski boat given to us by Heather's parents. It was the same boat they had when Heather was a kid. Before we were married we went on a water ski trip up to Elephant Butte lake with her family, and if I remembering right, a high school friend who had ended up in LC for a while (who eventually ended up marrying my middle sister - another story). We had a good time, although I believe I got a hell of a sun burn.

An important thing we learned by owning a boat was that while Heather had some interest on being on a boat, she had negligible interest in taking care of a boat, especially the mechanical bits. This turned out to be important sooner than we thought. After a couple of lake day trips in Arizona and an extended tour in a self storage lot it was clear that this really didn't fit in with our lives. After breaking it out of self storage jail I sold it to my boss at my ASU teaching gig for $1. As an aside to this aside, on the same day we sold my oldest daughter's PoS 90s era Tercel to one of his grad students for the same price. Even at that price he eventually came to the same conclusion we had, that we overpaid for this car. We learned another important lesson; even a Toyota can be driven into the ground.

When looking for this car I had a number of constraints. It needed to pull the boat, so I was looking for a something with a decent towing capacity. I have a definite bias against domestic cars, especially of that era. And I had a vague desire for a vehicle worth keeping and fixing. Over the years we had a number of vehicles that were fine, but a $1k repair bill for what was now a $2k nothing special car just went down hard.

The biggest negative is the horrible gas mileage, which has slowly become only bad. Rather, the horrible in town gas mileage can be merely bad when driven well mostly on the highway, which is our life for now. A little gadget that hooks into the car electronics gives us the feedback to routinely get 18 and sometimes even 19 mpg on the road. Before this it had only gotten 19 mpg four times in more than a decade, every time involving a loss of elevation of several thousand feet. Okay, a tail wind helps.

There are good reasons for the poor mileage. The engine alone weighs 600# more than it would today because it's designed for abuse and with enough meat to be rebuilt 3 times in a field in Kenya. The transmission is the same as used in those little airport busses. Each hold a couple bucketfuls of oil.

It's old enough that it only has 2 airbags, but it has a more important safety feature on its side - physics. It weighs 3.5 tons (confirmed by the dump scale). I've seen pictures of these things after crashes, even one with a semi. It doesn't crash into things, it seems to crash through them.

The only other objection of any substance is wind noise. It was designed while the law of the land was still 55mph (repealed in 1995). At those speeds its great, even 10-15 mph faster, but as the speed creeps up the white noise machine sets in. By about 80 it sounds like the windows are rolled down, but your hair isn't blowing around. As a result, we typically cruise in the low 70s, a compromise between mileage, noise, and time. And I've never gotten a speeding ticket in it on an interstate.

We keep comprehensive insurance on it because we still rent a lot of cars, but at this age (car and drivers), even that isn't bad (and nothing like insuring five cars and young drivers). It costs nothing to register. It costs more for emissions, which they can't really do well because its full time AWD, and the year before the electronic controls were required (although it still has them).

I happen to know it has the same birthday as our youngest daughter. This is because it was finished on the very last morning this model was made; in the afternoon they had switched over to the new model. I think that explains little things like the tan upholstery and rugs, but with the gray headliner. This was discovered when they used the VIN to order a new power steering pump and it didn't fit. It was for the afternoon model.

We have been fixing it up a little bit recently, like the new side mirrors. New struts that hold up the hood, and except in cold weather, the rear hatch. Fancy. A guy in Jerome I ran into who had one a year older noted that some of the hoses were clearly original (yikes!), so we've started to swap those out. But one thing that still bothered me was the engine compartment. After almost 15 years it looked like a giant greaseball. As is typical for engines of this design and age, it was leaking a little in multiple systems, but it was hard to tell from just where any more.

So on the 13th I had the engine steam cleaned. It ran a little rough for 24 hours until it finished drying out. And it redeposited a lot of the crap all over the outside of the car. Washing couldn't touch it, so I had to go over the whole thing again with cleaner wax. It was due, anyway. Well, this is the after picture. I'm too embarrassed to show the before. Not bad for a senior citizen (in car years).


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Wednesday, February 27, 2019

Flagstaff

30 Aug 2018

One of our in-between appointments, get out of the valley trips was up to Flagstaff. This is one of the spots we're looking at closely for our post-boat time, what Heather now calls a "land-house".

Miz Zip's is a funky old Route 66 diner first introduced to me by my uncle, who avoids chains like the plague. They had remodeled since I had been last, and on the wall was this deed to some land in NM, signed in 1894 by the president, Grover Cleveland.


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Tuesday, February 26, 2019

Chiricahuas

27 August 2018

On our way back to the valley we (I stand corrected, I) decided to take a long cut over to the Chiricahuas. I had first heard about them from my first boss at Hughes in the mid-80s, and by many folks since, but still had never been.

They really are kind of out in the middle on nowhere, which partially explains the deserted vibe. We saw only a handful of vehicles while we were there. It was so quiet you could hear the wind rustling through the trees, and bird calls echoed off the rocks. The pictures don't seem to really capture the magic of the place.

There were only a few people in the campground, although the one guy plopped down in a camp chair wearing nothing but a red Speedo might have had something to do with that.




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Monday, February 25, 2019

Cloudcroft, White Sands

22 - 25 August 2018

We were already in Las Cruces, so on the 22nd we drove over to Cloudcroft NM, where Heather's niece (not niece-in) and family had rented a little place for the month, getting out of the Houston swamp for the worst of summer. It's up in the mountains and the trees and not what I typically think of for NM. They graciously hosted us and Heather's Mom, Chris, for a couple nights.

On the way back to LC we met Heather's brother's clan at the creatively named White Sands.





The next day I took a little drive at the base of the Organ Mountains, which dominate the view in Las Cruces.


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Friday, February 22, 2019

Heading West, Again

07 August to Late September 2018

As we were getting really sick of I10, when we went west this time we aimed a little bit higher, passing through Albany and Montgomery, finally hitting I20 at Meridian MS (6th largest city in MS at 40k). The finest restaurant in Meridian is Weidman's (open since 1870!), where the custom is to serve cute little crocks of peanut butter as a kind of appetizer. Good food with a nice atmosphere, in a downtown that was trying really hard, but with a clearly abandoned high rise reminiscent of Disney's Tower of Terror ride.


The next night we were in the DFW area. Had dinner at one of those Brazilian steakhouse places. We are too old to really get our money's worth at one of these places, although the food was really good. We had a nephin (Heather's term for extended family) that lived with us for a while when he was in school. We took him to the one that our oldest used to work at. They lost money on that boy. I don't think he's allowed back.

After a very long day, the next night we made it to Las Cruces. After a couple more nights at Heather's Mom's place we headed over to the valley.

I had physical therapy appointments for my hand at Mayo starting on the 14th, at first several a week, then at least weekly for rest of August and September. In between we visited with Chelsea and Travis in Gilbert, and scooted back to Las Cruces for a few days at a time.

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Thursday, February 21, 2019

Back to the Boat, Charleston Meeting

19 July - 06 August 2018

We finished up another round of appointments in the valley. One of them was to finally replace the side mirrors on the car. Despite my best efforts at zip-tie engineering involving a paint stirrer stick and clear packing tape, it was time. We went back to the place in Mesa we've been going to for car work for 30 years. Man, those guys are getting old. Hmmm.


We then headed over to Las Cruces on the 21st. After resting up a couple days we headed east on the 24th. We took the usual I10 East route, stopping in San Antonio, breakfasting at Pancake Joes in the morning, hitting the Buc-ees on the way. Next night Baton Rouge after dinner at Parrains. Spent the next night in Tallahassee after dinner at 4Rivers BBQ. We got to the boat on the 27th.

After some rest and laundry and such, on the 30th I headed up to Charleston for the CMH meeting. At the end of the week I was back to the boat, with my bonding sections almost written. I think I finished up the sections and sent out out the final versions before we left the boat again.

While I was gone the air conditioning on the boat went out once again. In the interest of marital unity I suggested Heather spend the night in a hotel. After I got back I fixed it once again, hopefully for good this time.

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Wednesday, February 20, 2019

July Road Trip: Monument Valley

18 July 2018

On the way from Farmington back to the valley we went to Monument Valley. We were close, didn't know when we'd be by this way again, so why not?

We drove in and were glad to have the 4WD in a few spots, but it was worth doing.






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Tuesday, February 19, 2019

July Road Trip: Cabin, Telluride

17 July 2018

We continued on through Ridgeway, eventually leaving the highway for a dirt road to my Aunt Beckie's cabin.


It's on the other side of the mountains from Telluride and has amazing views for miles.



 There's an outdoor camp kitchen from before it had running water.


There's a wonderful copse of my favorite trees coming down the hill behind the cabin.


Beckie had me and the girls up here when they were little. There was a huge crop of grasshoppers that year that seemed to be able to hop to just about to Madi's face level at the time. I don't know anyone that particularly likes grasshoppers, but Madi seems to really dislike them now for some reason.

We got back on the highway at Sawpit and continued to Telluride. We did a slow pass up and back through town, and it was enough for us this time. Too early to eat, looked pricey, and we still had a ways to go.

On the way down from Telluride we hit hail. In July.


We ended up back where we had started the morning before, Farmington.

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Monday, February 18, 2019

July Road Trip: Durango, Vallecito, Silverton, Ouray

16 - 17 July 2018

In the morning we headed to Durango, then on to Vallecito, where Heather's family once had a cabin. We were checking them both out as potential sites for the 2020 Ramsey family reunion. Durango was very nice but pricy. Vallecito was at the end of a long, winding mountain road. When reviewing one of the Vallecito sites we realized Heather had been in this particular camp building as a kid, winning at bingo. Weirdly, we took no pictures at either place.

We went back down the mountain road to Durango, spending the night there. In the morning we headed up to Silverton. Heather was not a fan of the road. As we headed into each outside curve, with a drop of hundreds of feet yet little shoulder and no guardrail on her side, Heather would roll up her window (as if that would help).

Silverton was beautiful and interesting, but even I could feel the altitude.






























We kept going over the mountains to Ouray, which was even prettier than  I had remembered. We had lunch at a funky burger place.



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Friday, February 15, 2019

July Road Trip: Prescott, Petrified Forest

14 - 15 July 2018

We had some time before our next round of appointments and were determined to hit the road. On the afternoon of the 14th we had a quick trip through Prescott for a family visit. We got to meet our newest relative - Merritt!



Afterwards we had a long evening drive, making it all the way to Holbrook. In the morning we entered the Petrified Forest National Park, which we hadn't been to since we were kids.

After the visitor center we went to the Newspaper Rock petroglyphs, some of which date back 2000 years.



On our way out of the park we stopped at the painted desert lookout.


Back on the road, we made it to the lovely Farmington for the night.

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Thursday, February 14, 2019

Hand Surgeon

Second Week of July 2018

After the overnight trip we had some appointments and errands in the valley, most notable for me, my first visit with the hand surgeon at Mayo. She was not pleased. In looking at the picture now I can't believe how swollen my hand is two months after. All except the top of the middle joint of the middle finger. At the time it seemed so much better than it was originally.


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Wednesday, February 13, 2019

Road Trip w Chelsea and Travis

8 - 9 July 2018

After returning from the reunion we had an overnight trip with Chelsea and Travis up to Northern Arizona. On the way up we stopped at one of our favorite places, Tlaquepaque in Sedona. I ditched a lot of high school here.


We spent the night in Flagstaff, then in the morning headed over to Bearzona. I did not have high expectations, but it was a lot of fun.


We saw namesake bears, otters, and even some sort of strange squirrel.





I didn't get any pictures in the drive-through portion of the park since I was driving, but we went through twice.

On the way back to the valley we stopped in Jerome, eating again at the famous Haunted Hamburger.


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Tuesday, February 12, 2019

Vegas to Phx

7 July 2018

After the reunion we left Vegas for Phoenix. We passed through Boulder City and by Lake Mead.


Past the Colorado winding through the desert.


And through the Joshua Tree Parkway.


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Monday, February 11, 2019

Reunion

Around 4 July 2108

So the second biennial (new word!) Ramsey family reunion was held in Las Vegas. Since a big branch lives in Vegas most everyone was hosted at someone's house. There was a pool and a continuous array of food and drink, so the four-day event went by quickly. In going through our phones it became clear what a bad job Heather and especially I did remembering to take pictures. A sampling is below.







A fine time was had by all, and the bar is high for Heather organizing the next one in 2020. I appear to have little decision making ability and seem to be largely a roadie.

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Friday, February 8, 2019

To Brunswick

Late June 2018

We got a slip arranged back in Brunswick GA and raced the boat up there over five days. Since we didn't have a dinghy it was either a marina or anchoring out for us.

Approaching New Smyrna Beach the was a squall heading for the same marina we were. We thought we might make it into the marina before it hit, but when it became clear we wouldn't we slowed down. When the storm was almost about to overtake us, we finally agreed to throw out the anchor where we were in the ditch and stay put. If we had agreed 60 seconds sooner we wouldn't have gotten wet, or perhaps in the confusion had the anchor drag us right past a marker piling until it finally bit. More room for improvement. After the storm passed Heather docked us beautifully, and we had dinner at out favorite pizza place.


We were in a hurry so we were pushing the tides, or more accurately, mostly ignoring them. As a result we managed to run aground in the same god-damn place as last year, completing a daily personal best of three times in one day. On the plus side, by necessity and practice we are getting much better at quickly getting ungrounded. Had we picked our tide times better, the mud flats in the picture below would have been about 6 feet below the surface.


One of the islands we passed had wild horses on the beach. There are several islands like this up the East coast.


The day after arriving in Brunswick we rented a car and drove back down to Vero to pick up our car. After a day and a half of boat hurricane prep we rolled west, picked up Chelsea in Phoenix, and continued up to Vegas for Heather's family reunion over the 4th of July holiday. Now that I write it down it doesn't sound so bad.

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