Donna and I had an early lunch in the coach on Tuesday. We scootered over to the Pacific Beach Recreation Center on the corner of Gresham and Diamond Street at noon. They have open pickleball on indoor courts from noon to 3:45pm on Tuesdays and Thursdays. The park attendant unlocked the gymnasium right at 12:00pm sharp. He then turned around and walked away.
We went into the gym and felt a little out of place. We were the only people there. The floor of the basketball court had painted lines for three pickleball courts. I saw a box with balls and pickleball paddles and also three canvas bags with nets. About then, another guy named Bob came in. He started setting up one of the portable pickleball nets and told me to start setting up another one. He briefed us on the procedures they follow to get games going.
Shortly after that, people began to arrive. We soon had games on all three courts and people waiting to play. Many of the players were experienced and played at a high level. We played several games and stayed until 3:30pm. Playing on an indoor court is different than the outdoor courts we’re used to. The ball is different – it’s softer and has larger holes in it. I think it’s easier to control. The floor reflects light and the overhead lights, windows and sky lights made it difficult for me to see the ball at times. Also, lob shots cannot be sent too high or they’ll hit fixtures and be called out of bounds. It was fun – we’ll go back. Afterwards, Bob e-mailed me a schedule for pickleball at other San Diego Recreation Centers.
I spent the day running errands yesterday. First, Donna and I scootered to the Sports Rx store on Santa Fe Street. Donna needed a new bicycle helmet. They had high-end helmets made by Smith that cost far more than Donna expected to spend – and they had nothing in size small. The sales associate went into the store room and came back with a size small Rudy Project helmet that had been discontinued. It was an open-box item that they offered to sell to Donna at a 40% discount. It was a great deal, but we decided to go to another store just down the street to check out what they had. She tried on some moderately priced helmets but didn’t like the fit or style. That’s what happens when you shop the high-end stuff first – you see the shortcuts taken to keep costs down on other offerings. We went back to Sports Rx and she bought the Rudy Project helmet. It’s a nice, lightweight helmet and she’s happy she went for it. She immediately headed out for her first bike ride in 3 1/2 weeks with a promise not to crash.
While Donna was out riding, I rode the scooter to Kearny Mesa. I needed to buy a new drinking water hose for the fresh water supply of our motor home. One of the hoses I connect to our filtration system was leaking at the swaged connector fitting. You shouldn’t use a regular garden hose for drinking water. Most garden hoses are made from polyvinyl chloride and have metal fittings of unstated origin. According to Rodale News, they can add heavy metals and plasticizers to the water.
I went to the La Mesa RV Center off Ruffner Street and looked at hoses. They had Valterra brand drinking water hoses, but they were only 1/2″ inside diameter (I.D.) and priced high. They wanted $21 for a 25′ hose. I rode over to Walmart and found Camco drinking water hoses with 5/8″ I.D. – 25′ for $10. These hoses are Bisphenol A (BPA) free and won’t contaminate drinking water. We don’t drink from the taps in our coach, but we do have a double filtered water dispenser for making coffee and filling water bottles. I bought the Camco hose.
I made a couple more stops for groceries and also picked up a bottle of Belching Beaver Milk Stout and a bottle of Eraser IPA.
Later, I took a stroll through the park. There are two other Alpine Coaches here but I haven’t met the owners. I also saw a few other coaches that piqued my curiosity. One was a Country Coach Magna 630 – this is a high end coach. It had damage on the left front corner and just pulled in yesterday. I can’t be sure since I didn’t meet the owner, but I think the same coach was here in a different spot when we arrived and it was damage-free. The broken fiberglass on the front looks fresh and the tire had fresh marks from contact. The left front basement door was taped shut with duct tape.
In another site, I saw a National RV Pacifica that also had left front damage. The Pacifica was the top of National’s line. This one didn’t have fiberglass damage – only the metal compartment door was hit.
These were graphic reminders to always maneuver the coach slowly and carefully in tight places. I don’t want to be nosy, but I would like to know what happened to these nice motor homes.
The third site that has me curious is site 138. There’s a Ford F250 pickup truck parked in the center of the site. The tag in the window shows it belongs in that site, but there’s no RV. I wondered if someone was sleeping in the back of the truck, but the site is within view of our place and I haven’t seen anyone there since we arrived on Sunday. Paying for a full hook-up site in a RV park seems like an expensive way to store your truck. Again, I don’t mean to be nosy but I can’t help wondering what the story is there.
My daughter, Shauna, stopped by after work last night and joined us for dinner. She has a few more weeks of school and exams before she graduates from Cal Western with her law degree on May 1. We discussed plans for celebrating the occasion and her plans for moving to D.C. to start her new job. It turns out that she might be going to Albany, New York to take the bar exam at the same time we are there!
Today I plan to go back to the PB Recreation Center for more pickleball. Donna has opted to stay home and get some work done so she can spend the day with her sister, Sheila, tomorrow.