Category Archives: Alpine Coach

A New Season Begins

The cold weather continued – Tuesday and Wednesday the thermometer barely reached 50 degrees after overnight lows in the 30s. I didn’t get out and do much, but Donna took advantage of the gym here at Viewpoint Golf and RV Resort.

Even though I haven’t taken the Weber Q grill or the Traeger out of the trailer yet, we still enjoyed good meals. Donna made medallions of pork loin with roasted butternut squash and green beans Tuesday night.

Pork loin medallions

Thursday the weather warmed up to the mid-60s and Friday we hit 70. Donna and I played pickleball Friday morning with the 3.0+ group and had a lot of fun. We hadn’t played on outdoor courts for several months.

Friday afternoon we hit happy hour at Lucky Lou’s and met up with the usual crowd. We had fun sitting on the patio with Jeff and Chrissy Van Deren, Jodi and Mike Hall, Kim and Mike Childs and Jodi’s sister Jackie. Mike Hall and I puffed cigars and compared notes on some of our favorites.

Friday night Donna made another favorite dish – walnut crusted tilapia served with sauteed corn, red peppers and spinach plus spaghetti squash gratin on the side.

Walnut crusted tilapia

We’re pretty careful about the seafood we buy. We always prefer wild caught fish over farmed, but with tilapia, farmed is all you ever find. We avoid tilapia from Asia as some of the fish farm practices there aren’t the best. We prefer tilapia sourced from more modern facilities found in Mexico or Central America.

On Saturday morning, I received a package from The RV Water Filter Store that I had ordered after finding out that Al’s RV and Marine in Yuma had closed shop. I got new filter cartridges for our dual canister water filtration unit. I had the delivery by 11am and got busy. I wanted to get a couple of things done before the NFL playoff games which started at 2:30pm.

The first task was to replace the anode rod in our 10-gallon Suburban water heater tank. The last time I replaced the anode rod was April of 2016. It’s a good idea to at least pull the anode rod once a year to inspect it and drain any sediment from the hot water tank. The last time I replaced the anode rod, I used an aluminum rod instead of the magnesium rod I’d used previously. The aluminum rods last much longer than the magnesium.

Our hot water tank is behind this panel

After removing the cover panel to access the hot water tank, the first step was to tape a plastic bag I had split open to create a curtain for the water to drain out of the compartment and down the side of the coach.

Hot water tank with plastic bag “curtain”

With the water heater turned off, I shut off the fresh water supply and removed the anode rod with a 1-1/16″ socket. The rod was still in decent condition, but I replaced with a new one anyway.

Old rod on the left, new on the right

I wrapped the threads with teflon tape to seal them. With the rod out, I watched for sediment or anything unusual, but the water in the tank was clear and I didn’t have much in the way of deposits. I opened the pressure relief valve at the top of the tank to vent it while the water ran out. Once I had the new rod in, I left the pressure relief valve open while I turned on the fresh water supply and filled the tank. The open pressure relief valve allowed the air to vent out of the tank while it filled with water. If you don’t do this, the tank will only partially fill as head space is taken up by air trapped in the tank.

Pressure relief valve in the closed position
Pressure relief valve with lever in the open position

Next up was replacement of the water filter cartridges. I bought the dual stage water filtration system we have at the FMCA rally in Redmond, Oregon from the folks at The RV Water Filter Store. It uses standard 10″ x 2.5″ cartridges. In the first canister, we have a five-micron sediment filter to remove any solids from the water. The last cartridge I bought at Al’s was made from wound polyester string. The new cartridge is spun polyester. I don’t think there’s any difference between the two other than how they look.

Old sediment filter on the right – new cartridge on the left

The second stage of our filtration is a carbon block filter to remove chlorine, chemicals and odors and improve the taste of the water. It’s also five microns.

Carbon block filter – old on the right, new on the left

We also have a third filter under our sink for the purified water dispenser. This filter removes bacteria. I change the sediment filter every three months and the carbon block filter every six months – this was the recommendation by the owner of The RV Water Filter Store. The under sink filter is good for at least two years.

With that job done, it was time to sit in front of the outdoor TV and watch football. It was sunny and about 70 degrees outside. A little before kickoff of the first game, I had a visitor. Mike and Joan Targett were our neighbors in the site next to us last year. This year they’re a couple of streets down from us. Mike stopped by in his golf cart to drop off a present for us. He made a sign for Donna and I to place in our site.

The sign Mike made

Mike captured some of our activities – pickleball, hoop dancing for Donna and an image of the Spyder. He did a great job and it was very nice of him to take the time to make this for us. We much appreciate the effort. Mike has made over 200 signs over the years for RVers.

Rain moved into the area overnight and it was wet and cold Sunday morning. I stayed indoors and watched the Chargers vs. Ravens wildcard game. The Chargers came up with an innovative defensive scheme that stymied the Ravens and they’ll move on to face the Patriots after winning in Baltimore.

Donna bought some wild gulf shrimp and made shrimp with fennel and feta for dinner with sides of steamed asparagus and butternut squash risotto.

Shrimp with fennel and feta

This morning I played in the round robin pickleball matches. We started at 8am, so I was up early and really got off to a slow start on the courts. Hopefully I’ll acclimate to the early play and pick up my game.

The forecast for the week ahead looks good – highs in the 70s. Today will be a littler cooler – mid 60s, but I won’t complain about that.

2018 There and Back Again

Goodbye 2018 – hello 2019! The last year held many adventures for us. It was the second highest mileage year we’ve had since we hit the road in 2013. We traveled 9,227 miles in our coach last year – our highest mileage year was 2015 when we covered 9.596 miles. We average around 7,500 miles per year.

People often ask me about fuel mileage and the cost of running a motorhome. Fuel isn’t really that big of an expense. We average around eight miles per gallon of diesel fuel. Since we average less than 8,000 miles per year, we burn under 1,000 gallons of fuel per year. So, our annual fuel costs for the motorhome is around $3,000. I’m sure there are plenty of people that spend $250 /month or more commuting in their cars. Of course we also have a small fuel bill for gasoline in the Spyder, but it’s not much.

We started and ended 2018 here at Viewpoint Golf and RV Resort in Mesa, Arizona. Last year we left Mesa in early April and headed south. We made a stop in Benson for a week then moved on through New Mexico. Our destination was Austin, Texas – I had tickets for the Moto GP race at the Circuit of the Americas there. Next up we went to the Gulf Coast at Aransas Pass, Texas and visited with my daughter, Jamie, and her family.

Then we were off to Louisiana. Donna and I have been to New Orleans several times, but we always arrived there via airlines. We wanted to see something other than the French Quarter and we found real downhome Louisiana in Abbeville. What a hoot. Then we traveled to Mississippi, Alabama and onward to Tennessee and Kentucky. Along the way, we toured the Tobasco distilery in Avery Island, Louisiana and the Buffalo Trace distillery in Frankfort, Kentucky.

We met some great people in our travels and went to areas that were new to us. We traveled north to the shores of Lake Erie and stayed at the Elks Lodge in Erie, Pennsylvania. Then we headed east to Watkins Glen, New York. After an unexpected delay for a mechanical issue, we made it to Bennington, Vermont where we visited Donna’s parents and set up on their property. From there, we made our easternmost point in Little Deer Isle, Maine where we stayed on the property of our friends, Roger and Georgia Eaton.

After having a great time in Maine, it was after the Fourth of July and time to start heading back west. We stopped again in Bennington, then headed south to Gettysburg where we spent a day with my youngest daughter, Shauna. From there we went south again into West Virginia, but weather soon chased us westwards. By the third week of July we were in the land of Lincoln – Springfield, Illinois.

Writing this now, it seems impossible that we went to so many places in 2018 – but we continued on through Iowa and stayed in South Dakota. Then we explored Colorado and went to familiar places and also found new adventures in Cañon City, Montrose and Durango. And we drove the Million Dollar Highway.

We stayed at several Elks lodges across the country in 2018 and also did a fair amount of boondocking. We found a great boondocking site on BLM land outside of Williams, Arizona. This was at an elevation of around 7,000 feet and heavily forested, giving us some respite from the late summer heat in September.

We found the heat again in Lake Havasu, Indio and Hemet though before we made our way to San Diego. We stayed at Mission Bay RV Resort for three months and regrouped after six months of travel. Now we’re back where we started the year in Mesa and will be here until the end of March.

We like to split the fall/winter months between San Diego and Mesa. San Diego weather in September and October is usually near perfect. By Christmas, the rainy season starts and some day are wet and cold. Arizona is usually mild at that time, so we move here. This year is a little different so far. We arrived in Mesa just as a cold front pushed down from the north. It brought rain on New Year’s Eve and through the night. It has been unusually cold – in early January, we see overnight lows in the low to mid 40s and afternoon highs in the upper 60s most years. This morning it was 34 degrees outside and today we expect a high of only 52 degrees. The temperatures should return to more normal levels by the weekend though.

We’re back in the same site we occupied for the last two winters.

Viewpoint Golf and RV Resort – site 5245

Donna kicked off the New Year with a great dinner – chicken piccata served over capellini pasta with steamed asparagus and peppers.

Chicken piccata over cappelini with asparagus and peppers

Happy New Year to all and I hope 2019 is every bit as good as 2018. We wish you good health, lots of adventures and safe travels wherever you go.

Chillin’ in the Desert

We packed up and pulled out of Mission Bay RV Resort last Friday. I packed most of the stuff that needed to go to the trailer Thursday afternoon. I also pumped up the air pressure on the coach tires. The trailer tires were low from sitting for the past three months – it’s not unusual for tires to lose up to a few pounds of pressure per month. The smaller the tire, the greater the pressure loss generally. I waited until we brought the coach to the trailer to air up the trailer tires – there wasn’t an electrical outlet near the trailer, so I plugged the air compressor into the coach.

By the time I had the trailer tires aired up and loaded the Spyder, it 11:45am when we finally hit the road. We made the familiar trip east on I-8 over Laguna Summit. We usually make a stop at the Buckman Springs rest area for a lunch break, but I continued on this time to the Golden Acorn Casino at the Crestwood Summit. The Golden Acorn has a truck stop and better fuel prices than most places in San Diego. I only pumped 20 gallons to make sure we had plenty to run the generator. The generator will not run if the fuel tank is below 1/4 full. I paid $3.75/gallon there.

We made our way to our boondocking spot for the night off of Ogilby Road near the Imperial sand dunes. It was cold and windy out – much colder than I expected. There were many rigs at the dunes – weekenders with their sand toys. The wind was gusting over 20mph, so we didn’t see many people out – everyone was hunkering down. I shot a photo near sundown – you can see how much dust was in the air from the wind.

Boondocking in our little piece of desert
Desert dust at sunset

Saturday morning we hit the road again. We lost an hour as we crossed the Colorado River into Arizona – it’s Mountain Standard Time in Arizona at this time of year. We stopped in Yuma at Fortuna Road – exit 12. I wanted to buy some water filter cartridges and Tank Techs Rx holding tank treatment at my favorite RV store – Al’s RV and Marine. To my consternation, Al’s RV and Marine store was nothing but an empty storefront. Flyers for specials were still on display in the windows, but it was locked up tight and nothing but bare floor inside. We crossed to the north side of I-8 to the Pilot/Flying J travel center and topped up our fuel tank. Diesel fuel here was $2.95/gallon – 80 cents per gallon less than what I paid in California!

Driving east on I-8 between Tacna and Dateland, I spied a column of black smoke rising a few miles ahead. I told Donna it looked like something was burning on or next to the interstate. I hoped it wasn’t a vehicle. As we got closer, we saw a cargo trailer on the shoulder of the highway and flames shooting 20 feet into the air in front of it. As we passed by, we saw a white Chevy SUV – a Tahoe I think – fully engulfed in flames. People were standing in the desert about 30 feet away from it and a few cars had pulled to a stop ahead of it. It didn’t appear that anyone was hurt. We could feel the searing heat from the fire as we passed it in the left lane. The driver of the car in front of me was gawking and suddenly slowed – a dangerous move that had me braking. The trailer wasn’t burning as we passed, but the heat was intense and it was the middle of nowhere. I figured it would be a while before any fire fighters could respond. About 15 minutes later, I saw a firetruck on the westbound lanes heading toward the fire.

Our next stop was the Ak-Chin Harrahs Casino in Maricopa. We planned to dry camp overnight there and have a short hop to Mesa Sunday morning. The casino offers free RV parking in the back lot where buses park. The lot is fairly level and surprisingly quiet.

We went into the casino to check out a couple of their restaurants. One offered small dishes – appetizer style plates. The other was a buffet and Saturday night was seafood night. We opted for the buffet at $32/person. Like most buffets I’ve experienced, the food was mediocre but there was lots of it!

We left the casino Sunday morning around 10am. We had an uneventful drive to Viewpoint RV and Golf Resort in Mesa. I’d forgotten about the offices being closed on weekends. We checked in with the security and were escorted to our site. I had reserved site 5245 where we stayed the past two years. I unloaded the Spyder and Donna directed me into the site to drop the trailer. We’ve gotten pretty good at this – the security guy seemed to think we were in for trouble but it went without a hitch.

We were set up in no time and I had NFL football on in time to catch the second quarter of the early games. What a crazy season. The Chargers finished at 12-4 but have to settle for the wildcard spot as the fifth seed. Meanwhile 10-6 wins the division in the east. Sheesh.

The temperature dropped below 40 overnight – it was cold in the coach this morning. We’ve had the heat pumps on since we got out of bed. We don’t mind it when the coach is cool while we’re under our blankets and down comforter, but once we rise, we want comfortable temperatures. The heat pumps have been doing a great job and it’s a comfortable 72 degrees inside while the wind is blowing and it’s only 51 outside. This cold snap will probably last until the weekend. Next week is forecast to have highs of 70 degrees. Nice!

We had invitations to a couple of New Year’s gatherings tonight, but Donna is feeling a little run down and it’s supposed to be a rainy night, so we’ll just be party poopers and stay in.

Last Weekend

Last weekend was our last weekend here in San Diego – for this trip. We had a great time driving up to Carson with Gary and Brian. Gary has season tickets for the Chargers and we went to the penultimate game of the regular season. Traffic through San Diego’s North County was heavier than expected, but once we got past Oceanside, we moved along without much slowing.

We arrived at Stub Hub Center a little past 2pm – time for some tailgate action.

Donna and her new friend at Thunder Alley

Tailgating at Stub Hub is a blast. There’s a section called Thunder Alley where people set up bars and of course there are dueling stereo systems. Everyone is grilling something. Gary really went to town on the grill and cooked a chateaubriand that was out of this world. This is the most tender cut of beef and the flavor was wonderful. I wish I had a picture of it.

We got to our seats just in time for the kickoff. The seats were only five rows up from the field in the corner of the end zone – close to the action!

Seats close to the action

We had a fun time although the Chargers didn’t prevail. Donna volunteered for designated driver duty on the way home. She drove us to Gary’s house in Clairemont and we took an Uber ride home from there.

Donna took care of her sister’s dog Sunday afternoon, Monday and Tuesday. She made two trips each day to Sheila’s place to walk, water and feed her dog, Bandit. On Christmas morning, it was raining here. Donna took an Uber ride up to La Jolla to avoid riding the Spyder in the rain. She had a nice walk with Bandit up there though.

View to the north from Hillside Drive in La Jolla – the cliffs at Torrey Pines and Black’s Beach are in the background

Tuesday was Christmas Day and lucky for us, the rain moved out around 1:30pm – just in time for us to join our neighbors Larry and Brenda along with Brenda’s son, Mike. We met Larry and Brenda here a few years ago. They’re from Louisiana and we really enjoy visiting with them. They invited us to join them for Christmas dinner.

Larry cooked a turkey in a deep fat fryer.

Turkey submerged in 300 degree boiling vegetable oil

We had several side dishes and Donna made a stuffing that featured chestnuts. The meal and company were excellent. I had a Belgian Trappist ale with dinner – Chimay Grande Reserve.

Belgian Trappist ale
Christmas dinner spread

Donna made baked pears with cinnamon and chopped walnuts served ala mode for dessert.

We sat and chatted until 6:30pm or so – the time flew by.

After pickleball at the Ocean Beach recreation center on Wednesday, I had to get busy. I’ve been putting off the installation of new tie-down rings in the trailer. Two of the old ones pulled out and I needed to make the repair to secure the Spyder in the trailer. I found what I needed at Ace Hardware in Pacific Beach and got it done Wednesday afternoon. Donna packed away the Christmas decorations. She stores them deep in the center of the basement compartment since she only needs to access them once a year.

Last night, Donna made chicken Gabriella for dinner and served it with roasted Brussel sprouts and brown rice. After dinner, I was puffing on a cigar outside when a police helicopter flew over Grand Avenue. I could clearly hear an announcement over the public address system – they were searching for suspect dressed in a black sweater and black pants.

Chicken Gabriella

Tomorrow we’ll pull out of here. I’m looking forward to a couple of quiet nights in the desert after three months of city life. Then we’ll check in at Viewpoint in Mesa, Arizona for another dose of life in the city.

Minimalist RV

There’s no right way or wrong way to go about the RV lifestyle. Decisions on how to do it are based on lifestyle, preference and budget mainly. I’ve photographed and written about coaches costing upwards of two million dollars and also small teardrop trailers and even homemade tiny houses built on a trailer.

Most full-timers are either in a motorhome or a fifth-wheel trailer. These offer the most room and storage capability and each has its advantages and disadvantages. Motorhomes generally have more storage space and can tow a vehicle or cargo trailer. Fifth-wheel trailers are usually roomier inside and once the trailer is set up, the tow vehicle can be used for local transportation. Of course that means driving a truck wherever you want to go. Some people have medium- or heavy-duty trucks converted to RV haulers that can also carry a small vehicle such as a Smart car. Our friends Brett Miller and Cheri Alguire started their full-time journey in a fifth-wheel trailer for a few years and recently switched to a class A motorhome.

What brought this subject to mind was a unique set-up in a site near us at Mission Bay RV Resort. It’s a small – I’m guessing 6 x12 or 6 x14 foot – cargo trailer that was converted to living space. Windows were added to each side and to the door along with a fold-out grab-handle by the door.

Cargo trailer conversion

30 amp power connected at the rear

The trailer has a 30-amp power cord so it has electricity, but I didn’t see any provision for fresh water or sewer, so presumably there’s no toilet or shower or sink. This is quite the minimalist set-up.

Tuesday was Sini Schmitt’s birthday. Bill and Sini picked us up around 5:45pm and we drove down to Seaport Village for dinner at Season’s 52 restaurant. Bill’s son Brandon joined us there. We had a great dinner and drinks with good conversation. It was a nice celebration for Sini’s birthday.

I had scallops for dinner at Season’s 52 and then Donna found scallops on sale the next day. I didn’t mind having scallops twice though. She made seared scallops with jalapeno vinaigrette and served them with a butternut squash risotto and cumin-roasted Brussel sprouts.

Scallops with roasted Brussel sprouts

A storm brought rain Wednesday night and it rained all day on Thursday. The temperature stayed in the low 60s and we had the heat pumps running in the morning. Today is sunny and we should see warmer temperatures in the upper 60s. There’s no rain in the forecast for the week ahead.

PEX Project

Winter seemed to arrive in San Diego last week. Monday and Tuesday we had clear skies and the temperature reached the mid-70s. Wednesday’s high was about 10 degrees cooler and the rain that was clobbering the Pacific Northwest slid down the coast and arrived here early Thursday morning. About an inch of rain fell over the next 24 hours. The high temperatures over the weekend only hit the low 60s. Last night, the thermometer dipped under 50 degrees for the first time since we’ve been here – it was 49 degrees. I know for most of the country this weather is nothing to complain about, but it feels chilly to us.

Luckily we had Sini’s car last week while she and Bill were vacationing in Costa Rica. We used the car to go to pickleball on a rainy Thursday. On Thursday evening Donna said she thought the bathroom floor was damp around the toilet. I investigated and found a small drip coming from the mechanism inside the rear of the toilet. Our toilet was a Thetford Aria II Deluxe electrically operated model. This toilet uses electric solenoids to control the water flow to the bowl. The water flows through an impeller that turns in one direction when the left solenoid opens which then turns a worm gear that jacks the blade valve open in the bottom of the bowl. Then the left solenoid closes and the right one opens, reversing the water flow through the impeller housing to close the valve. Water was seeping from the impeller housing.

I checked the housing screws for tightness and they were tight. It was getting late so the only thing I could do was shut off our fresh water supply and deal with it Friday morning. I searched online and found a kit to replace the mechanism and valve – it cost $125. I was leery about installing a new mechanism in a 15-year old toilet. I was afraid that once I started disassembling it, some of the old, brittle plastic parts might break. There are a lot of parts in this model and I also wasn’t all that happy with its performance. The Thetford toilet is noisy – the worm gear makes a loud grinding noise as the jack screw opens and closes the valve. A lot of people complain about the loud operation of this model. It’s also voltage sensitive – when we boondock, if our battery voltage drops below 12.5-volts, the operation of the valve is iffy.

We decided to go out and look for a replacement. First stop was at La Mesa RV in Kearny Mesa. They had a couple of Dometic porcelain bowl toilets but their prices were high and the model we were interested was bone colored, not white. So we went up to San Marcos to the Camping World store. We bought a Dometic 320 porcelain toilet with a foot pedal operated manual valve. My project for the afternoon was to change out the toilets – so I thought.

Removing the old toilet was easy but I didn’t understand why it was mounted with wood screws through the floor. Looking at the mounting flange, I saw there were actually two flanges stacked together. I remembered when we bought the coach, one of items I had on my list of things for the dealer to correct was the seal for the toilet. Apparently their guy just screwed a flange on top of the original one and mounted the toilet with wood screws. The stack of two flanges was too tall for the new toilet. I removed the top flange and found the flange underneath had been glued with PVC cement to the pipe for the black tank. Even worse, it was glued on in the wrong position – the slots for the correct flange mount studs were cocked about 45 degrees from where they should have been – thus the wood screw mounting method.

Fixing this would entail cutting the pipe to the black tank and installing a new length of pipe and flange. I wasn’t equipped for such a project, so I went forward with the wood screw method. I hate doing things this way – it’s totally amateur.

With the new toilet in place, I had to connect the water supply line. I installed a 1/2″ FNPT fitting to the inlet on the foot-operated valve that had a 1/2″ PEX fitting for the water line. This fitting didn’t come with the toilet, I had to make a run to Ace Hardware in Pacific Beach for it. I re-used a 90-degree elbow from the old line and kept the PEX tubing that was attached to it. Once I started to assemble the line, I realized that I should have bought a different PEX to NPT fitting for the valve. Another trip to Pacific Beach. The fitting I bought is called SharkBite. These things are amazing. You can push the PEX tubing into the fitting and it locks in place. No collar, seal or collet needed. The brass fittings are reusable. A special tool – it’s just a plastic horseshoe-shaped device – releases the PEX tubing from the SharkBite fitting. When you push the PEX tube in place, it locks and has a watertight seal. You cannot pull the tube out. Once you push the release tool in place, the PEX tubing slides right out of the fitting.

First NPT to PEX fitting – I replaced it with a 90-degree fitting

I cut the PEX tubing to length and started putting things together. The SharkBite makes it so easy – it’s like building something with a Lego set – just push things together. When I had it done, I turned on the fresh water pump and saw the NPT fitting was leaking. I quickly shut off the pump and then I realized the big mistake I had made. Putting the PEX line together was so easy, I didn’t give a thought to taking it back apart. To get the NPT fitting off to reseal it, I  needed to remove the PEX line. I cut the tubing between the fittings so short, I didn’t allow room to put the removal tool in place to release the SharkBite fittings. By this time, I had been working on what should have been a simple project for hours – between messing with the screwy flange set-up and trips to Ace, I was worn out. I reluctantly told Donna we would have to go another night without water and I would deal with it in the morning. Luckily our site is next to the restroom here at Mission Bay RV Resort.

With a fresh approach Saturday morning, I was able to cut the PEX tubing with a cutter I had bought at Ace and with a little elbow grease and an extra hand from Donna, I got the old PEX out of the SharkBite fittings. Looking at it with a fresh perspective, I realized I didn’t need the old 90-degree elbow I had used. PEX is flexible enough to make up the slight misalignment between the valve and the existing supply line. I just needed to find about a foot-long section of PEX tubing. Home Depot about five miles from here had 1/2″ PEX in five-foot sections. Between the traffic and the zoo that is Home Depot on a Saturday morning, it took me about an hour to get back in business.

Simple supply line set-up

After cutting a section to the length I needed, I had it done in about 10 minutes. I turned on the water pump again. Success! The new toilet flushes noiselessly – it’s nearly silent in operation. We had become so accustomed to the noise from the old one, we could hardly believe how quiet the new one is. So, my quick toilet replacement turned out to be a full day’s work instead of an hour or so, but now it’s job done.

Dometic 320 – job done!

Donna took Sini’s car to pick up Sini and Bill at the airport in the afternoon and they dropped her off on their way home. For dinner that night, she made something new – roasted chicken thighs with fennel and lemon. She served it with cauliflower risotto and steamed spinach. It was a simple and delicious meal and she made enough for leftovers tonight.

Dinner

On Sunday morning, Donna was up early. She had volunteered to hand out finisher medals for a Girls on the Run 5K race. She ran over to the start/finish line in Crown Point (about two miles from here) and then ran back afterward. She’s been volunteering for this organization for a few years now. Last year, she and Sini were course marshalls for the run and Donna also did several hours of data entry.

I forgot to mention that Donna and I decided to ride over to Deft Brewing Saturday for happy hour. It’s a new small brewery with a nice selection of very tasty European style craft beers. We returned to Mission Bay just in time to catch a gorgeous sunset.

De Anza Cove sunset

The forecast calls for highs in the mid 60s and we might have rain again on Wednesday.

Our Friendsgiving

We’re more than halfway through Thanksgiving weekend as I type this on Saturday afternoon. This was the first year since we hit the road that we didn’t have family members to share Thanksgiving with. But, we weren’t lonely. Our friends, Jeff and Deb Spencer, made the drive down from Dana Point where they are camp hosting at Doheny State Park. It rained early on Thursday morning but the sun came out and it was dry after 9am.

Donna grilled turkey breasts and a drumstick and thigh on the Weber Q. Deb brought down a salad plus asparagus and cherry tomatoes for roasting. Donna sauteed some corn with peppers and onions and made mashed Yukon gold potatoes and turkey gravy for Jeff and I  – the mashed potatoes and gravy didn’t fit the Bright Line Eating Plan that both Donna and Deb are following.

Grilled turkey

Round one

Deb and Jeff arrived around 2pm and we soon had the outdoor picnic table set. I poured a Belgian golden ale to go with my turkey. In lieu of pies for dessert, Donna baked Bartlett pears with cinnamon and chopped walnuts, then served it with a drizzle of balsamic reduction sauce and blueberries with a dollop of Greek yogurt. Deb said it was as good as apple pie!

Belgian golden ale

We dined and talked for a few hours. Before sunset, we made a quick lap around the RV park to stretch our legs and have a look around. The park is nearly full – but not quite as full as it was over the last couple of years. We actually have an empty site next to us which is a pleasant surprise. Deb and Jeff hit the road for the drive back up north after sunset.

Jeff, Deb, Donna and me after sunset

My friend Gary Stemple sent me a text saying he was visiting people over in site 71 and invited us to stop by. We went over and sat outside by their fire pit and talked for a while and made plans to get together on Friday.  Then Donna and I came back home to watch the end of the football game while I puffed a cigar.

Gary came over Friday at noon with a power boat that he beached outside of the park in De Anza Cove. We weren’t sure how many people were planning to go out on the boat – Gary, Donna and I planned to take a boat ride over to Paradise Point and have lunch at the Barefoot Bar. We thought others would be joining for a cruise after lunch.

Looking north from the boat as we cruised across the bay

Lunch at the Barefoot Bar started with Bloody Marys for all three of us. They make a great Bloody Mary and garnish it with wedges of lemon, lime, olives, celery and bacon!

Bloody Mary with bacon – because everything is better with bacon

I ordered the muffaletta sandwich and Donna had a salad with seared ahi tuna while Gary went for a bowl of clam chowder. The food was good although the service could’ve been better with a more attentive waitress. One thing I saw on the menu bugged me.

Hidden charge in the small print

If you click on the photo above to enlarge it, you’ll see a surcharge notice. It says they support increased minimum wage and other mandates – so they add 3% to the bill to cover them. In other words, they hide the additional costs of these government mandates with a surcharge – that way they can say we haven’t raised our prices on the menu – but you’ll pay more.

At the Barefoot Bar, they have a small lagoon that has water from the bay pumped through it. There are a variety of fish in the lagoon including small sharks. They had fish scraps brought out from the kitchen and fed the sharks while we were there.

Feeding the sharks

It turned out that everyone else bailed on the boat ride, so Gary dropped us off back at De Anza Cove and left. Thanks for the boat ride, Gary!

I mentioned the park is nearly full. As usual, many families and small groups came to the RV park for a long Thanksgiving weekend. People have been fairly well-behaved and although the kids run wild until about 8:30pm and parties in some sites are a bit noisy, it mostly settled down by 10pm. I hope that holds true tonight as the weekenders have their final night here. Tomorrow there will be a mass exodus as the park empties. I almost expect to hear a whooshing sound as everyone pulls out.

Monday we’ll have to leave. We’re restricted to a maximum stay of 62 days here before we have to leave for 24 hours. We’ll pull out Monday morning and head down to the Elks Lodge in Chula Vista for the night. Then we’ll be back to site 112 for another month-long stay. The forecast looks great for next several days with highs near 70 and mostly clear skies.

 

A Race and a Game

Last weekend was one of the quietest here at Mission Bay RV Resort. Most weekends, the park fills up with weekend warriors, but I think people were preparing for the Thanksgiving week ahead. Donna and I were busy though.

We were up early Sunday morning. Sini Schmitt came by and picked up Donna at 8am. They were headed to Mission Valley to the former Qualcomm Stadium – now renamed the San Diego County Credit Union Stadium where the San Diego State Aztecs play. Donna and Sini were signed up for the 10k Wonder Woman run that started and ended at the stadium – the run actually finished inside the stadium where they completed the course by running a lap around the football field.

Sini and Donna at the finish

I had a Lyft driver pick me up around 8:10am for a ride to my friend Gary Stemple’s house in Clairemont. Gary has season tickets for the Chargers games at Stub Hub Center in Carson. Two of Gary’s friends, Dave and Bob, joined us and we drove to Carson in Gary’s car. On a Sunday morning, the drive was easy and we made it there after only 90 minutes on the road and were ready for the tailgate party by 10:15am.

The atmosphere at Stub Hub is really laid back and the pre-game parties are fun. Gary brought a small barbeque grill and cooked up chicken ranchero and carne asada. We set up one row off of Thunder Alley – the prime party place.

Thunder Alley

Our tailgating spot

Dave, me, Jordan Fredin, Gary and Bob pre-game

We found our seats just as a pair of F-18s did a fly-by over the field. We had great seats in the corner of the end zone a few rows above field level.

Great seats – game on

Drum Corps between quarters

The game ended in disappointment for us as the Broncos kicked the game winning field goal as time expired.

More people left the park on Monday and it was only about 40% occupied. That started to change on Tuesday as early arrivals checked in for the Thanksgiving weekend. Thanksgiving is one of the busiest times here at Mission Bay RV Resort. The people arriving are mostly small groups of families and they are here to celebrate. It got a little noisy Tuesday night.

All day today, more arrivals showed up and I expect the park to be nearly full by the end of the day. The site next to us has been empty for a few days, but I don’t think that it’ll stay that way.

Rain is in the forecast for tonight with a 60% chance of precipitation by morning. Hopefully it’ll clear out before noon. We’re expecting company – our friends Jeff and Deb Spencer (RollingRecess) are joining us for Thanksgiving dinner. We also plan to visit with other friends that are coming to the park for the weekend. I’ll add that to my next post.

Rags to Riches

Another week has passed by here at Mission Bay RV Resort. Sometimes, when we’re stationary for extended periods of time, I don’t have a lot to say about the RV lifestyle. As full-timers, we settle in and go about everyday life as if we’re living in a permanent residence. Of course, an RV park is a different kind of neighborhood. Neighbors come and go constantly – typically the park fills up on weekends and many younger families are here. On Sundays and Mondays, a major exodus occurs and the park becomes quiet with a lot of open sites.

With neighbors moving in and out of the park, we often have opportunities to meet people. Over the past five years, I’ve had the chance to chat with quite a few very interesting people that retired from businesses they built. I always enjoy hearing their stories of how they succeeded at entrepreneurship. It takes a certain type of personality to risk financial stability and go out on your own.

I lived my working career in a corporate environment. I traded security and a guaranteed pension for the chance to be my own boss and build my own business. I sometimes wonder if I could have been a successful entrepreneur. Donna spent most of her career working for herself.

Some regular readers of my posts may have noticed I’ve taken up cigars in the last seven or eight months. In fact, I’ve become quite a cigar geek. There are some great success stories in the cigar industry – and also some failures. I think one of the greatest stories is that of Nick Perdomo Jr.

Nick’s grandfather Silvio and his father Nick Sr. made cigars in Cuba. They lived in San Jose de las Lajas and worked their way up to management positions at the Partagas Cigar Factory in the 1940s and 1950s. They were visited at the factory by then president of Cuba Fulgencio Batista and were anti-Castro. When Fidel Castro took over the country, Silvio was put in prison and Nick Sr. was shot by soldiers – he survived. Silvio spent more than 15 years in prison and Nick Sr. managed to get out of Cuba and immigrate into the United States. He lived in Baltimore working as a janitor before becoming a US citizen and moving his family to Florida. He built a successful contracting business there.

Nick Jr. served in the Navy where he learned to be an air traffic controller. Later he worked as a controller at Miami International Airport. The desire to follow his father’s and grandfather’s footsteps as cigar producers was strong in Nick Jr. He began making cigars in his garage – called Nick’s Cigars. In 1992, he employed three rollers (skilled laborers that hand roll cigars) while he and his wife packaged and marketed the product. They made a little over 9,400 cigars that year. Nick worked the business by day and at the airport on the swing shift from 4pm until midnight.

The 1990s were a boom time for the cigar industry and Nick’s Cigars took off. In 1997, Nick Sr. came out of retirement to help his son. They opened a factory in Ybor City, Florida. The high cost of labor was stifling though. In 1997, Nick produced one million cigars but wasn’t making much money.

Nick Sr. moved to Nicaragua and they opened a new factory there in Esteli. Their sales were booming and they also contracted with CAO to make cigars for that brand. Then a disaster struck. They had a large batch of cigars that were sub-standard – they wouldn’t burn correctly. Nick identified the issue as a bad lot of tobacco he purchased from a broker. He lost about $300,000. That’s when he decided to change his approach.

They acquired farmland in Esteli, Condega and Jalapa Valley – prime tobacco growing land in Nicaragua. They would take charge of growing their own tobacco, fermenting and aging it themselves and make their cigars. That way they could control the quality throughout the process. Nick continually reinvested in the company.

Today the company is still family-owned and operated but the name has changed to Tabacalera Perdomo. Their headquarters is in Miami Lakes, Florida but their factory is in Esteli, Nicaragua. They have the second largest cigar factory in the country – it’s an 88,000-square-foot facility. Nick Jr. incorporated modern farming techniques with traditional methods to produce high yields of quality tobacco. Ninety-five percent of the tobacco he uses in Perdomo cigars comes from his farms – the remainder is from Connecticut Valley or Ecuador for wrapper leaf.

Speaking of wrapper leaf, there are three main components to a fine handmade cigar. There’s the filler leaf – the inside of the cigar – the binder leaf which holds the filler in place and helps control the burn and the outer wrapper leaf which gives the cigar its color and appearance. Although the wrapper is less than 10% of the tobacco in a cigar, it has a great influence on flavor and is the most expensive tobacco used.

There are three methods of hand rolling used by most makers – the first is the book method. This is the easiest and fastest way to roll a cigar. Basically the leaves are stacked then folded like the pages of a stapled magazine before rolling. This method is usually found on cheaper cigars and can be inconsistent in quality. The next method is the accordion style. Here the leaves are individually folded like pleats on an accordion, then bunched together. This takes more skill than book rolling and the results are better. The pleats allow good airflow and the cigars draw and burn well. The third and most difficult method is called entubado. Here each leaf is rolled into a scroll-like tube before bunching. It’s the most time consuming and takes skill but it produces the highest quality and consistency.

Nick Perdomo only uses entubado rolling in all of his cigars. Today, Tobacalera Perdomo makes about 22 million cigars annually! Nick spends time at the farms and factory and also keeps a grueling travel schedule to market his product. From a beginning with three employees in his garage to a huge facility employing over 2,000 people was a journey of about 20 years.

His company is totally vertical – they plant and grow their tobacco. They makes the cigars. They have a box factory to make their own cigar boxes. Their packaging department has a machine that makes the cellophane wrappers for each cigar – 9,000 per day. They make their own cigar bands and graphics. Nick’s obsession with quality means he wants to have control over every aspect of the product with his name on it. What a rags-to-riches success story!

My blog post wouldn’t be complete without a dinner plate photo. On Monday, Donna sauteed shrimp with bacon and served it over cheese grits. Asparagus spears were the side dish. The box of grits was part of a gift basket of local goods from Miriam and Rand Armbrester when we visited with them in Alabama last spring.

Southern shrimp & cheese grits

The weather has been fine all week – sunny and in the mid-70s. The nights cool quickly and overnight lows are in the mid-50s. Last night we had a few thin clouds and it made a spectacular sunset.

Sunset over Mission Bay

The week ahead looks to be a little cooler with highs in the upper 60s. We might even have a rain shower before Thanksgiving.

 

 

Balboa Park

It was a beautiful, sunny day Saturday so we decided to head out to Balboa Park. Of course we can say it was a beautiful, sunny day most of the time here in San Diego, but for some reason we felt compelled to get out to the park. The temperature reached the upper 70s with blue skies. We rode the Spyder which made parking relatively easy. Parking a car on a weekend at Balboa Park can be an exercise in patience.

Balboa Park is about 1,600 acres of land in a roughly rectangular shape. The land was set aside for the park in 1835, making it one of the oldest public recreational parks in the country. The park is bordered by Sixth Avenue to the west, Upas Street to the north, 28th Street to the east, and Russ Boulevard to the south.

There are 16 museums in the park along with 17 gardens and botanical buildings. Much of the park is open space with green belts, natural vegetation, walking paths and areas set aside for archery and frisbee golf. It also includes the world famous San Diego Zoo.

El Prado with museums in the background

Natural History Museum

Botanical Building

Spanish Village Art Center

California Bell Tower and Museum of Man

Rose Garden and Natural History Museum in background

Donna was interested in a display and video presentation at the San Diego Automotive Museum. This display detailed the Plank Road. The Plank Road was built in 1912 and operated until 1927. It was literally wooden planks on the Imperial Sand Dunes. The planks were the only way an automobile could cross the sand dunes between El Centro, California and Yuma, Arizona. The Plank Road allowed travel from San Diego to Tucson or Phoenix by motorcar. Eventually a paved road replaced it. We learned that a portion of the Plank Road still exists west of Gray’s Well. We intend to stop there and check it out on our trip from San Diego to Arizona at the end of the year.

I shot a few photos of cars I found interesting in the museum. The first two are German compact cars from the 1950s. Post-World War II Germany had a need for cheap transportation. These three-wheel cars provided it. The first one is a 1957 BMW Isetta Sport. To enter the car, the front panel opened up – this was the only door.

1957 BMW Isetta – note bumpers added in front identifying this as an USA import model

The second one is a 1955 Messerschmitt KR200. Messerschmitt was an aircraft company and it shows in the design of the cockpit with the driver in front and passenger rear with a clear canopy. This car isn’t much bigger than our Can-Am Spyder – and we have more than ten times the horsepower.

1955 Messerschmitt KR200

Beautiful 1938 Delahaye Type 135 Roadster. Immaculate coach work.

1974 Lamborghini Countach. The car behind it is a Bizzarrini – one of three built.

1960 Sprint Car with a fuel injected Chevy small block

Hot Rod built around a 1942 Ranger V-12 aircraft engine

It was great way to spend the afternoon – the museum was interesting and walking around Balboa Park is always a treat.

Sunday was November 11th, Veterans Day. On this day we pay tribute to those that have served our country in the military. It’s also Armistice Day marking the end of World War I. Today military personnel and veterans are treated respectfully for the most part. It wasn’t always this way though.

My step-father, Ken Keller, served in the United States Marine Corps (USMC) and fought at the battle of Chosin in Korea. It was a horrible battle as US troops were outnumbered and overrun by Chinese forces. Veterans of the Korean War are largely forgotten.

In 1974 at the age of 17, I enlisted in the USMC and went to boot camp at Marine Corps Recruit Depot (MCRD) San Diego. That’s right, boot camp right here in my home town next to the airport. Boot camp was hell at times but I mostly enjoyed the 13 weeks at MCRD and Camp Pendleton. I excelled at most tasks and graduated on December 31st, 1974.

Me, 1974

From there I had orders to report to the Naval Air Station in Millington, Tennessee near Memphis. That was where I attended “A” school and learned to be a jet mechanic. Again, I excelled at the program and graduated in the top 5%. I was given some choices in my next duty station. I decided I wanted to be back in southern California and chose Marine Corps Air Station El Toro in Orange county – about 50 miles north of San Diego where I was a plane captain (military occupational specialty 6012 – ADJ). This move was the first of a series of poor choices.

Being that close to home, I spent most weekends or any other free time back in the neighborhood hanging out with friends, going to the beach or parties. But things weren’t the same. People looked at my high and tight Marine haircut and assumed I wasn’t from here. They also assumed I must have come back from service in Vietnam. Both assumptions were wrong, but that didn’t stop people from disrespecting me. I was called a baby killer at a party in La Jolla. Another time I was waiting for a bus to the beach on Balboa Avenue when a guy came up with a couple of girls and spit at me and told me to go back where I came from. What? I’m from here, I thought, but I didn’t say anything.

It didn’t take long for me to become disillusioned with the military way of life – instead of directing my anger and shame at the people disrespecting me, I turned against military authority. Within two years, it was clear I had no future in the military. I wish I would have done things differently, but that was another time and public sentiment was largely anti-military back then.

I’m glad things are no longer like that although we still have much division in this country. I have nothing but respect for our military forces and the people that serve in them.

If you’ve followed my posts you may remember me mentioning the high-end liquor they have at Costco here. The Costco store on Morena Boulevard is gearing up for the holidays and that means more high-end booze. This bottle of 41-year-old Glenmorangie Single Malt Scotch doesn’t quite match the $18,999 bottle I saw there last year, but at $6,999 for a liter, it’s not cheap!

41- year-old Scotch Whisky

The week ahead looks like we’re in for more of the same weather-wise. Highs in the mid-70s with a few clouds and no rain in the forecast.