The Long and Winding Road
Our departure north from San Luis Obispo occurred only two days later, happily ensconced in our new used car- a Mazda 5 that formerly belonged to my sister Mary Lud- she in the process of an upgrade to a newer white Mazda, with fewer than the 114,000 miles possessed by the old red one. Fine by us, as we anticipated driving the car hard across the country, beginning with a climb into the mountains of Northern California to see our youngest grandchild and his family.
The trip brought us through Santa Rosa, where we stood in line for more than an hour to score two six packs of Pliny the Elder (Pliny the Younger was unfortunately not on tap for tasting) so we left only partly satisfied. We will add the Younger to the bucket list…friends back home are sharing the bounty of the Elder.
The meeting point turned out to be a farmer’s market on the coast in Crescent City, just north of Arcata. The first glimpse of grandchild number 8 was at the stall where the produce from Marble Mountain farms was artfully arrayed beneath the canopy. Terran was chasing a carved dinosaur and Skyler was safely napping with his mother. I am certain that he is the first and only of our grandchildren with blue eyes and blond hair. He also justifies the nickname “Smiler”…
We spent almost a week in Happy Camp, mowing and fixing and fiddling with small problems-( the screen closes smoothly now, the sink does not leak and the toilets all flush without running or leaking) but the best times were reading to Terran and rocking with Skyler- and of course, the beer and bacon with Hollis and Ross.
Our trajectory took us north to Bend for a quick pint and then on to Burns as we crossed Wyoming (with a night in a regrettable motel in Thermopolis) but a beautiful morning at the hot springs, and a passage though Sturgis and across South Dakota where we were chased by a huge thunderstorm instead of by biker gangs- we were there just a week before the annual ride and saw all the tents and gangs staked out in anticipation of the big event. Susan was happy to see it in passing…
We pulled into Minneapolis in plenty of time to catch a bite before joining the family- Sadie and Sawyer were back home from school and activities…
Spencer designed and sited a brilliant monkey bar set for Sadie that we built together over the next few days. Sawyer helped as best he could. Some beautiful bike rides around the nearby lake and Charlie Brown kite flying filled out the few hours we had together. Minneapolis was breezy and sundrenched… we can’t wait to go back. Hopefully in the warm weather.
We made the 6 hour trek to Columbus, Nebraska driving on back roads as much as possible. Dorothy was ready with a fantastic stir-fry, and we did several days of gardening and chores, which always helps to justify existence… better to work than to sponge. We had some good fun at the lake with Chuck and Amy, and managed to change Dot-Dot’s light bulbs and sort out all the various video display units and computers- not an easy task for those far from their teenage years. Where is a good college student when you need one? Everything will work until she turns it on or tries to do anything with any device. Then? All bets are off.
Our next drive took us south to Nashville where we had a joyous reunion with nephew David and Jerusalem and Alexandria and hope, who had agreed to help transport a suitcase from Amsterdam after their visit to Oslo- we picked up the excess clothes we should have donated or thrown away and headed for Mobile, Alabama where we had a wonderful visit with my cousin Inman and his family. Inman is my father’s first cousin and our last link in the family to a generation that gave so much in service to this country. He was in great spirits and answered some questions I had about my father with grace and wisdom.
The following day found us sprinting across Georgia to make a late arrival in Wilmington, NC., at the home of Jim and Anne. We love coastal Carolina and hope to plan a visit to both Charleston and Savannah sometime in the future. Andrew and Stephanie were gracious hosts for a visit to downtown, taking a break from their valiant struggles with the effects of tuberous sclerosis on their beautiful 6-year old Oliver, who endures many seizures and medical procedures. They are in the process of switching from monthly trips to Boston to a more local program in the Raleigh-Durham area. With a mere 750 miles between us and home, we struck out for the final leg early in the morning, and had a great reunion for lunch in Washington, DC with old friend Gordon and new friend Connie. The final leg, begun a bit after lunchtime, was full of promise, but fraught with peril. Stay tuned for Codicil 3…