On Thursday we drove east across the northern part of Florida, and then turned to head south. It’s becoming more scenic as we go south. We had no issues with the trip Thursday except for personal issues at home!
At one point in time some months ago my friend Sandy and her daughter Daphne were considering adopting our dog, Kai. They did a lot of dog sitting for us, and then around the time our sweet old dog Rosie passed away this summer, Kai started living mostly with Sandy and Daphne. All was good for some time, but then Sandy got a new job and decided she didn’t want to take him when she moves this spring. We arranged to have Kai live with Serenity (aka Darren) in Boise starting in May when Sandy moves.
Then while we drove through northern Florida yesterday, Sandy texted asking if we could transfer Kai to Serenity sooner. Apparently Kai’s behavior has been going steadily downhill, to the point where I can’t believe it’s the same dog. Sandy is understandably frustrated.
I don’t know what to think. Kai had been doing well with Sandy since this summer. But she says that recently he’s taken to stealing their stuff and chewing on everything and threatening to bite them when they try to get their things back! And he licks them non-stop. I’m wondering what’s wrong with him? And he’s howling non-stop, apparently trying to get them to give him more food! He’s always liked mealtime, but I can’t imagine why he’d be so out-of-line demanding. He was never like that.
I don’t know what’s wrong. Kai has always needed a firm hand and not everyone likes being a disciplinarian. They have occasionally bribed him with food to get him to quit howling or give them their stuff back. Is he just seeing what he can get away with to score extra food, or is there more to it than that?
Kai has been extremely well behaved for 15 years and I can’t imagine him losing all his training just because he’s in a slightly more indulgent household. I can hardly believe he would be that bad unless there was something wrong with him. As we listen to Sandy describe Kai’s recent dramatic personality changes, John and I are wondering if Kai might be getting dementia. There’s no cure or even effective treatment for that – he would eventually have to be put down.
I don’t know what to do. We had thought that Sandy and Daphne had wanted to keep Kai through April. But no one anticipated that Kai would undergo major personality changes over just a few months. Here we are, driving along in Florida, wishing we could simply go and get Kai and try to figure out what’s wrong with him. If he just needs some firmer limits, I could get him straightened out in a few days. If it’s dementia, I would not be able to do anything to fix it. It’s so hard to figure out what’s going on when we’re not there.
He went to the vet recently for regular shots and he seemed fine, but he’s probably going to have to go again to see if the vet can figure out what’s wrong. I’m sending Sandy doggie aspirin, in case Kai’s strange behavior is due to pain. It’s often hard to tell when dogs are in pain.
We could try to send Kai to live with Serenity asap rather than in a couple of months from now. But I’m not sure how to get Kai from Albuquerque to Boise. Originally we were going to drive him up there at the end of April. But it’s only the beginning of February and we’re in Florida. Typically it’s possible to fly pets – I know at least United and Delta have pet shipping services. But I just looked on the internet and both of those airlines have stopped providing this service during the pandemic, apparently due to scheduling difficulties more than any actual covid concerns.
I also wonder if I should burden Serenity with a potentially senile dog, but Serenity is an experienced dog owner and has known Kai for Kai’s whole life, having lived with us for longish periods of time during these past 15 years. However I also just found out that Serenity is currently having major roommate drama, and I’m not sure how that will play out. Maybe I shouldn’t be sending Kai to Serenity right now after all! I feel helpless out here driving across Florida. I’m not in the mood for sailing or vacationing right now, not with difficulties at home!
If I’m not careful, this blog is going to become some sort of therapy journal rather than an interesting account of our travels. I don’t think I’m a very good traveler, lol. Or maybe no one likes hurtling down freeways all day long and staying at truck stops for nights on end while things are going down back home!
Whew, sorry to dump all that on you. Here, have a beautiful picture of Florida. There will be more beautiful pictures next post!
Here is Mobile, Alabama, as seen from the freeway Thursday morning.
Here’s the tunnel under Mobile Bay or river. Or something. I don’t know how to tell the difference out here. It’s just all water everywhere.
John says the battleship is the USS Alabama, which is part of the largest battleship class ever made in the US.
I guess this is technically yet another bridge, but these long flat stretches seem more like freeways through water than what I’d typically think of when I picture a bridge.
Around the time we crossed into Florida it seemed much greener. The trees were no longer bare for winter.
More bridges. I believe this to be just past Pensacola, Florida.
The lighting is all wrong for the picture, but it was pretty on the shore.
Next stop – our first night in Florida we’re going to spend at Lake Griffin State Park.
Today I am miserable. Yesterday was too hard with all our trailer wheel issues, and last night I didn’t sleep. When I don’t sleep, I become depressed and easily overwhelmed. We got to visit with Monica for a few minutes in the front yard last night, and then a few minutes in the backyard this morning. Then we left.
I was weeping! I am exhausted and I didn’t want to leave. I just wanted to spend a few days resting and visiting Monica. It seemed so sad just to show up for a grand total of 10 minutes of conversation when we haven’t seen her for a year! So I got all upset about this damn pandemic, and now I am getting a migraine. I resolve to do what I can to stay mentally and emotionally positive, but meanwhile, at the moment I’m just trying to keep it together and not completely lose my shit. It did not feel right to simply leave Monica like that. But we’re all just trying to keep her safe.
So off we went, on the next stage of our trip. Around noon we crossed from Texas into Louisiana and were caught in a traffic slowdown due to construction. As we eased to a stop we suddenly heard an alarming noise. Did the semi-truck behind us just hit the back of our boat? We couldn’t tell. It sounded like we were hit, but we weren’t pushed forward. He obviously didn’t hit us very hard, but hanging off the back of our boat is an expensive outboard motor. It wouldn’t take more than a gentle tap from a semi grill to ruin our little outboard!
We inched forward and off into a handy rest stop. The semi behind us continued on by, which I took for a good sign. Surely he would have stopped had he hit us? Or maybe not. Just in case, I took photos of him as we pulled off and he passed us by.
John parked and got out to inspect our boat. He said everything was fine. Whew! I am going to be glad when this boat is in the water where it belongs!
As I look out the window, it’s mostly flat, with periodic swamps and ponds. The streams are muddy. It’s all very muddy. I’m seeing dull greenish-brown grass and leafless deciduous trees mixed with some pines. I don’t think that early February is Louisiana’s best season. It’ll probably be beautiful in another month or two. I expect February isn’t the best season anywhere in the country. (Except maybe in Tucson. And Florida!)
Lots of water though.
Shortly after we crossed into Louisiana we saw a town that had apparently been hit by a hurricane. This was near Lake Charles, Louisiana. Lots of trees were down, and a huge percentage of roofs were covered in blue tarps. Some houses appeared to be uninhabitable. It seems like such a travesty. We see these things on the news all the time. It’s somehow a lot more real as we drive by and imagine what it must be like to live here, day after day, week after week, long after the storm wrecked your life.
Now we are in farm country. It reminds me a little bit of the fertile valley in Oregon where I grew up. The soggy fields, sallow for winter, are rimmed with thin strips of oak and pine. The neon green spring grass is just starting to appear in patches.
I believe this to be Baton Rouge, although I’m starting to get confused.
We did not go through New Orleans, instead we skirted around it to the north. Unfortunately we aren’t doing any sightseeing on the drive out because we’re towing a boat.
I’m not sure that I took any photos of our brief pass through Mississippi. Our pass through the foot of Alabama was even shorter, but that’s where we stayed Wednesday night at a fancy rest stop; the Alabama Welcome Center. Lol, what an oxymoron. A fancy rest stop. But it was!
We didn’t go inside the facility. I just took these pictures through the window.
The pretty gazebos were lit up for the night.
When we got there, just after dark, the truck parking was empty, but it filled up by morning.
We slept fine at the truck stop and started out in good spirits today. The first section of the drive was through more of endless west Texas. I thought it was very ugly. Flat and brown.
Eventually small juniper bushes appeared, which were much more scenic. I never realized I was such a fan of juniper! After awhile the juniper became interspersed with scattered scrub oak and it started to look like what I think of when I picture Texas – rolling grassy hills with oak trees.
I was in the midst of texting Monica, and Serenity, and one of my client’s moms (all separately), when John’s phone and my phone both started ringing at the same time (caller ID “spam risk”). We had two phones ringing and multiple texts binging when suddenly a truck horn sounded. John started to pull over, saying, “There’s a problem.” Wha? What is going on? Absolutely nothing had been going on and suddenly far too much was going on. Turns out we had completely blown a trailer tire.
We hadn’t even felt it, so a trucker had to alert us. By then it was shredded and we had ruined the rim.
John had a spare and everything he needed to get it changed.
It took awhile for John to get it changed, because with the tire essentially gone, the trailer was too low for him to fit his jack under it properly. He had to start off the asphalt and slowly wedge the trailer a bit higher and a bit higher with bricks until it was high enough to accurately position his jack on the asphalt.
You may be wondering why John happened to have bricks. I have no idea. He may have been carrying them to use as wheel chocks. John always has handy bits of wire and rope and bolts and things, but bricks? Like the handy-mechanical version of Mary Poppins. I can just imagine us as we’re pulling out of our driveway at the start of our trip, “Oh honey, did you remember to bring the bricks?” You never know when you might need bricks.
I found it stressful standing by the freeway with the traffic wizzing by at 80 mph and John’s head under the trailer. We were fairly far away from the driving lanes, but I felt very vulnerable and just couldn’t stop imagining the worst.
At least it was the right side wheel so John wasn’t laying on the ground literally next to traffic. And at least the weather was beautiful and we had a wide, grassy shoulder. And at least it was broad daylight! It would have been so much more dangerous after dark.
Often the cars and trucks would move over into the lefthand lane, but when they came by in a big pack, they couldn’t.
The van would rock every time the trucks went by, so I was more comfortable standing outside. A friend of mine recently mentioned that I should include more selfies in my posts, so here you go:
Maybe she didn’t mean one of me looking worried and stressed by the side of the freeway with a disabled boat trailer!
We finally got underway and spent the next hour calling several tire shops in western Houston before we were able to find one that could sell us two new tires with wheels, which they said they could have ready by the next morning. We ordered our new tires and continued on our way towards Houston.
We had made it about two more hours toward Houston when the OTHER trailer tire blew. We pulled over and had no idea what to do next. We were in the middle of nowhere, still two hours away from Houston. We only carry one spare and we had just used it on the first blown tire!
We’ve been AAA members for decades (literally) and we never, ever use the coverage. It’s fancy expensive coverage for RV’ers so we gave them a call. The customer service agent was quite friendly, but when the tow truck driver called us back he apologized and said, no, he couldn’t tow a boat. Nor could he bring us the spare tire we needed.
However, he did give us the number for a local repair shop and we called them. Thankfully they were able to come out and bring us a spare (at great expense, of course). Our only other option would have been to unhook and leave the boat and trailer by the side of the freeway while we drove into Houston looking for a spare trailer tire.
I didn’t take any pictures of our second tire disaster. I was feeling grumpy. I just sat in the van as the trucks wizzed by, while we waited for the local repair shop to bring us a new spare.
That night we finally made it to Monica’s house. We spoke to her briefly in her front yard, and then we slept in our van on the street in front of her house. We didn’t want to stay in her house and inadvertently expose her to covid. The likelihood that we would be infected is very low, as careful as we are. But Monica turned 80 last month and has not been able to get a vaccine yet, so we just want to be very careful with her safety.
And we are off! The last half-hour prior to departure is always nerve-wracking for me. Am I forgetting anything? I was finally buckled in the van, ready to go, only to decide to hop back out and run inside for one more (probably completely unnecessary) item.
What you’re looking at in the picture is our camper van towing a small 19′ sailboat with an upside down kayak strapped on top. The sailboat’s mast is down and strapped on top of the kayak. When in the water we will put the mast up and we will be towing the kayak behind the boat.
We started off with a headwind but were generally in good spirits. I honestly didn’t think we were going to actually leave on February 1st, which was initially just an estimated date; the beginning of February. But sure enough, we were on the road by 8:30 AM. It’s been one year and three days since my cancer diagnosis. I’m glad I’m on the start of a big adventure and not in the hospital fighting for my life.
Monday afternoon I tried to attend my cancer support group zoom meeting while speeding along in the van through the far west edge of Texas. The zoom meeting didn’t work very well, and I will probably not try it again if I’m in a moving vehicle. It was hard to hear and I was having bandwidth issues. I was so focused on trying to hear and trying to keep from dropping the call altogether that I didn’t feel like I was successfully connecting with my friends. They didn’t understand why I wasn’t acting excited about my trip, when actually I was just struggling to hear them and keep my internet stable.
We spent Monday night at a truck stop. We parked way in the back, very far from the trucks who were starting to line up for the night.
We were sure we’d be out of the way back there, but by morning the entire gravel lot had filled, and we we realized were the doofuses parked horizontally while everyone else was lined up in efficient lines. Oops!
Here’s a picture of our van and our boat, sitting at home in Tucson, with a backdrop of snow on the mountains.
If we were normal people during normal times and we decided to go on a trip to Florida, we would pack a few casual clothes and a swimsuit into a carry-on bag and hop on a plane. But no. It’s the middle of a pandemic. And sometimes I think we just like to do things the hard way.
How can we get to Florida without flying? We drive! And how do we have something to do in a covid world once we get there? We bring our boat with us!
The rough itinerary is: 5 or 6 days driving out there, 2 days in a vacation rental on the keys, 4 days on our boat, 2 days back in the vacation rental, 4 more days on the boat, and 5 or 6 days driving back.
John’s been ordering a steady stream of stuff to the house, getting the boat prepared.
The boat is essentially a daysailer, not really intended for overnight or liveaboard trips. There’s no bathroom per se, but there was a head (marine toilet) which John replaced with a composting toilet like the one we have in our van.
The problem with the marine head is our boat is so small, we never go anywhere where it’s permitted or advisable to dump our blackwater (like the wide open ocean). You’re not supposed to dump blackwater into the water around the keys. So our only option would be to wait and pump it out at the end of the trip. Marine heads can be stinky when not regularly flushed out, and pump outs are a nuisance. From experience, we know that the composting toilet is much less stinky and much easier to clean out after the trip.
In addition to the new toilet, he also installed a much larger anchor and made numerous modifications to make the small space more usable for sleeping and general living aboard.
As I was imagining a 5 or 6 day road trip to Florida (in middle of the pandemic) I was wondering, how and where would we eat? We already have a microwave and a sink (and a bed and a toilet) in the van. Maybe it would be easiest just to bring our own food. That would eliminate any need to try to drag our trailered boat through a fast-food drive-thru. It would also reduce our trips into grocery stores in states where people aren’t even considerate enough to wear a mask to help protect the health of their own community.
Also when we’re out on our boat in the keys, we aren’t going to have easy access to any facilities. Living aboard a tiny (19’) boat is like camping, except on water instead of in the wilderness. You have to have your own supplies with you.
It took me days to gather and organize that much food. I organized it per each stage of the trip; the van trip out, then the first boat trip, then the second boat trip, and finally the van trip back. I labeled the bags for the first 5 days of the trip, “breakfasts, van 1”, “snacks, van 1”, “dinners, van 1”.
Next I packed bags for 4 days of boating labeled, “breakfasts, boat 1”, “snacks, boat 1”, “dinner, boat 1″….etc.
Then for the second boat trip, “breakfasts, boat 2”, “snacks, boat 2”, “dinner, boat 2” and finally “breakfasts, van 2”…etc.
In total, I packed more than 12 bags of food for an estimated 20 days. I do plan to replenish a few perishables like eggs and yogurt while staying in our vacation rental.
It’s true I could have gotten all of the food for the second half of the trip while at the vacation rental, but then I’d be missing out on fun time in Florida! I figured best to have it done ahead of time, so I could relax on the trip. Our trips always seem to be a bit overly adventurous for me, so I’m all for doing any preparations that might make the actual trip easier. Plus it’s just easier for me to order online what I normally order from my regular stores, rather than trying to figure out what to order from a new store I’ve never even heard of. (Winn-Dixie? Seriously? Although that’s not as crazy sounding as Piggly Wiggly, lol!)
I sorted my clothes in a similar fashion, because I expect to have lots of different temperature conditions and activities, depending on where and what we’re doing. I appear to have too many clothes with me, which is a nuisance because they take up precious space. I always pack too much! But at least I have them sorted into multiple smaller bags, so I don’t have to paw through an entire month’s worth of clothes just to find my sweatshirt.
We will have opportunities to go to a laundromat during our “down” days in the vacation rental, but again, we’re trying to avoid enclosed public spaces due to covid. The further off the grid and the less interaction with other Florida tourists, the better. We’re turning into regular survivalists! (Well, not quite.)
On the day before we left, we took a couple of hours off from packing in order to hike with Dan and Dawn, John’s brother and sister-in-law, and their three kids. They spend winters in Tucson and summers in Minnesota. Normally they would be in Tucson before now, but illness delayed them. We haven’t seen them for a long time, so we are happy they made it to Tucson and we were able to see them before we left on our trip.
Sorry I totally forgot to take any pictures of the hike! Usually I remember, but it was a very busy day. And you wouldn’t really have been able to see much of us anyway, between the masks and the sunglasses and the hats. So instead, here’s a random picture of the desert surrounding Tucson from some other hike.
I left off yesterday muttering about the snow in Tucson. (Snow! Snow is not why I moved to Tucson!) “We’re so outta here,” I said. “We’re done. We’re gone. Florida, here we come!” The reason why that amused me so much is that John and I have actually decided to go to Florida. No, I didn’t say we were moving there, lol, I know we’re bad, but we’re not that bad! We’ve only been in Tucson for 3 months! Give us a year at least!
No, we’re driving to Florida for a visit. “That doesn’t sound much better,” you say. “How many days of driving to get all the way to Florida?” Several. Probably five. We’re going to drive to Florida towing our boat. “Uh-huh. For fun?”
Here’s the thought process. We have a boat that we almost never used in deserts of New Mexico, and realistically probably will also never use in the deserts of Arizona. For a bunch of reasons specific to our particular boat (which I will talk more about soon), the perfect place for that boat is the Florida Keys.
When we were trying to decide where to move, Florida did hit our list of possibilities, but it was never a top contender for a lot of reasons. It continues to be, however, the best place for our boat.
Meanwhile, now that I’m feeling a fair amount better, we want to go on a big vacation. But we don’t want to fly until we are vaccinated. That means a road trip in our trusty camper van! And the warmest destination in the continental US in February is southern Florida. And if we’re going to take a long road trip anyway (so our logic goes), we might as well use the time to drag our boat to Florida. And leave it there! Then, when life is normal again (if life is ever normal again) all we would have to do is hop on a plane and ta-da, we’ve got a boat waiting for us in Florida!
We’re not actually sure how often that would realistically happen. So we aren’t going to leave it bobbing in an expensive slip, vulnerable to hurricanes. We’re going to find a cheap place somewhere inland to dry-dock it (sitting on its trailer in an outdoor storage lot).
We think our boat will feel a lot more at home sitting on its trailer in Florida than sitting on its trailer in Tucson. We’re not sure if we’ll end up using it out there or not. I wouldn’t be surprised if we ended up dragging that boat back again to wherever we are in a couple of years. We definitely seem to do more dragging that boat around than sailing it. But it’s worth a try!
About 25 years ago I spent a week in the Florida Keys on a tiny little sailboat about the same size as ours. It was rather amazing.
Unfortunately, due to two major computer crashes over the decades, and catastrophic water damage during one of our many moves, this is, oddly, the only picture from that long-ago trip that survives. Laura had a scanned copy, and had entitled it, “freckledmom”. I would have been in my late twenties.
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