(In which we continue the thread of Tuesday and Wednesday’s posts about my involvement in Excel International de Colores.)

This post is 3rd in a series of posts.  Post 1 is here, and Post 2 is here.

In my earlier two posts, I was a little uncertain about some of the dates.  The “Emergency ATG” was indeed held in Houston, however it was in February 1999.  The Atlanta ATG was in September 1999.  Also, the mother I wrote about was Trudie’s mother, not Rays!  (My apologies to my friends Trudie & Ray.)

The Executive Committee met twice per year over a long weekend (Thursday night through Sunday morning.)  I believe they most frequently met in the Houston area, but there were exceptions.  Our first meeting after the Atlanta ATG when I was elected to the EC and then appointed its Chair, was held in Palm Springs, CA, at the home of the MCC Pastor there, Rev. Pelletier.

This venue had been selected because an old Excel team,  the team in the Los Angeles/Southern California area, was being reformed.  It’s name, once approved, would be Excel in the Southlands (verify accuracy).  They needed some “Suitcase Team” assistance, and they needed an evaluation team.  Who better than the EC to provide both these elements?

Let me explain those two terms.  Excel provides an “Exercise in Christian Community Living”, a three day “retreat/exercise” in the format and tradition of the Roman Catholic Cursillo movement, or the “Walk to Emmaus” programs.  Each exercise is conducted by a team of volunteers that prepare for up to a year prior to each exercise.  Most of these teams are comprised of people local to the community in which the exercise is offered.  Each has a name.  For instance, the team in the Omaha area when I first got involved was called Excel of the Midlands.  There’s Excel of the Armadillo, based in Houston, Excel of the Rainbow Zebra in the south (I think it’s okay to say it’s based in Atlanta, though it has a much broader regional base than just Atlanta – many members come from Birmingham, and I believe the weekends are actually held in Alabama.)

When new teams are formed, they must be “approved” by the Executive Committee.  So, someone from the EC attends the first exercise weekend of the new team in training, and reports back to the EC.  The EC then, based on that report, either approves or disapproves the full formation of the team.

And of course, there are times when the local team just can’t quite get enough people to do each of the 9 talks, or perform other functions of the weekend.  When this occurs, the team puts out a request to the EC, who then recruits around the country from existing teams for members to travel to the location where the weekend is being held to help out.

So, back to our story!  This first “Spring” EC Meeting after I was elected was held in January of 2000.  With two of us based in the Omaha area, and of course, I would not leave Scott home alone to miss the fun, we decided to drive to California.  Initially, the plan called for us to rent an RV, however the cost proved prohibitive and we decided to drive Scott’s and my new Grand Caravan, instead.

The day of our departure coincided with a major snow storm, so we initially had to change our route.  Instead of driving to Colorado on Interstate 80, then south along Interstate 25, we chose to drive down to Kansas along US75, then take Interstate 70 to Denver.  There we were to stay with an old friend of mine, Lois Francine Smith.  Or, perhaps it was Francine Lois Smith.  Once again, time takes it’s toll, and while she was a good friend, I always just called her Lois.  It is one of my regrets that we lost contact with each other!

Our second day on the road was from Denver south on I25 to Albuquerque (with a stop in Raton… a drive-by, really, more than a stop to see where Scott had attended High School).  We had brought along apples for snacking on the road, and this proved a major problem for one of us!  The problem, as I recall it, was that poor Karla had just had oral surgery, and as a result her teeth and gums were extremely sore.  Confronted with an apple, all she could do was look on helplessly as Scott and I munched in!  Fortunately, we were able to find a cheap plastic knife, and over the course of the next 2-3 hours, Karla painstakingly carved out small bites of apple, then gingerly chewed them until she could swallow them!

From Albuquerque, we drove west on Interstate 40 to Kingman, Arizona, where we spent night number two. Our third day we dropped off the interstate system, and stopped in Lake Havasu, AZ, because I wanted to visit the London Bridge.  Yes. THE London Bridge, made famous by oh, you name it!  It was transported block by block from London, England, to the middle of NOWHERE Arizona and erected over a segment of the lake there!

Then, we crossed over through Southern California on Highway 62, through the desert regions and 29 Palms, Joshua Tree and Yucca Valley, then back east a little to Palm Springs.  I remember us just chatting away, as we came out of Parker, CA (or AZ?) flying along at probably 75 to 80 mph on this little 2 lane highway… and then AIRBORNE!

There is a segment of this highway that undulates like waves on an ocean!  Totally unaware of this, I, as driver, was caught completely by surprise as we hit the first of these little dips and became airborne as we crested the rise only to find another dip and rise on the other side.  I’m truly amazed we didn’t rip the bottom out of the van hitting these at such high speed, but eventually I managed to slow it down!

The next week we spent in meetings and attending the weekend hosted by Excel in the Southland.  There was just time in between these two events for Scott, Karla & I to make one other side-road trip… from Palm Springs to West Hollywood to the Mecca of MCC Churches in those days, the Fellowship’s HQ and “Mother Church”.  I have to confess the church was under renovation so there wasn’t a lot to see, and even the headquarters was a little underwhelming!  But it was good to visit nonetheless.  While there we bought several books, as I recall… and one tape series.  “The Erotic Contemplative” by Michael Bernard Kelly.  This would have an unforeseen repercussions!

OK, I blew it. I promised three a week, and last week I only made 2 posts. My apologize to those of you who are counting… ARE any of you actually counting? Probably not. On the other hand, the week before I made 4 posts, so the last two weeks AVERAGE out to THREE a week… So, I’m good, after all. Right? Of COURSE, right!

One of the reasons I missed a post last week was last week was the week Scott and I flew off to Florida! We had a great week in Daytona Beach with my cousin Kathy and her husband Don, and with my Aunt Jeanie and Uncle Lew.

Friday, the 20th, we flew down from Omaha to Orlando. When we were driving over to the airport, the temp here in Omaha was a mild 9 degrees. Wind chill factor was below zero. We landed to a pleasant 74 degrees in Orlando. So when the rental car agent recommended an upgrade to a convertible, I was very much in favor, especially with a 70% discount!

We headed off to Daytona Beach with the top down, and of course, no GPS so we immediately got lost. We ended up going east out of town, and ended up in Titusville, where we had lunch at a delightful little cafe, Caffe Chocolat.

Saturday began with the requisite morning swim in Kathy’s pool… brrrrrrrrrrr! No, it wasn’t requisite, and I’m the only one foolish enough to attempt it!

After lunch at the Ocean Deck, where I ate my first oysters AND aligator meat, followed by fish tacos (I’m in HEAVEN!) Kathy suggested we go to the Daytona Beach race track. Now let me tell you something. I’ve always considered racing BORRRRRRINNG! Watching cars go round and round on a track on television is a magnificent soporific as far as I am concerned. But, in hopes of being a courteous guest, Scott and I agreed, so off we went to the track.

At Daytona International Speedway you can actually do a ridealong with a racer in one of the cars. Or, if you want to pony up $475 you can actually DRIVE one of the cars. While we were there there were several people who’d coughed up the half k for the drive so we watched them. In addition, a couple of the racers’ mechanics were putting two cars through their paces. Those in the ride along or driving experience were going about 140 mph, and the mechanics were doing 200 plus (or at least so I am told).

For all you race fans out there, and especially for YOU my big brother Bob… now I get it. O! M! G! Just standing there watching those cars, hearing them coming, FEELING them coming, and passing was a huge adrenelin rush! One senses the raw power somewher deep within, viscerally.

Afterwards, we drove down to Ponce Inlet where, it is my understanding, some 500 or more years ago Ponce de Leon first came ashore in Florida, we stopped in for drinks (I was driving, so Diet Coke only for me).

Later Saturday night we ate dinner at Carribean Jacks (or something like that) for dinner (crab cake and cold shrimp) where I saw my next purchase. A small little boat off on the other side of the marina… I think it was only about 75 feet or so and about 3 stories high…

We wrapped up the evening with a fantastic round of WII Bowling (3 full games). I want one!

Yesterday, it was home to Omaha and Council Bluffs and our little girl Princess Nikki! Tonight we pick up Ixchel and our little family is together again!

This plan is coming along much faster than I had expected!

The other day, I started looking at prices for tickets to Orlando, FL, so that I could go visit my aunt and uncle and cousin who live there.  I was startled to discover that as the spring progresses tickets get more expensive!  Scott and I haven’t flown much recently, so things may have changed.  But in the past, the further out you bought the tickets, the cheaper the fares.  Not now! I looked first at the end of February.  Tickets were around 300 each.  A week later they were $450 each!

Once I heard from Kathy today that any time would work I jumped in and bought tickets.   I was able to get the two tickets, with fees, taxes, etc., for $680.  I guess that’s a good price.  I’ve rented a car for the days we are there, as well.  So, coming up VERY VERY soon, we’re flying to Florida for a weekend just to visit my most wonderful Aunt Jeanie.  I’ve missed her!  The last time I saw her was in March 2010.

In case you wonder when we’re travelling, I must tell you that I am not going to reveal that here, until we’re either in route, or have returned.  I doubt many people read my blog, but there’s no need advertising our absences!  At least not until we’ve arranged a house-sitter.

We still aren’t getting the best cell signal up here.  I’m a little surprised by that, because last year it was relatively strong.  Unfortunately, this means that we have to play catch as catch can when it comes to uploading.  Right now, my cell phone is dead.  When it has recharged sufficiently, I’ll plug it in to the computer and see if we can’t get connected.

This morning, I awoke to a glorious sunrise streaming through our back window.  One of the selling points for this trailer was that the back of the trailer is a big picture window.  Saturday night we forgot to close the curtains, and so this morning, every shade of orange from bright fire orange down through cantaloupe, and numerous beams of light pink burst through the trailer to our bedroom at the front of the trailer… and into my eyes.  It is mornings like this that are the reason why Scott and I love camping up here… well, why I love camping up here.  Scott slept until well after the sun had hauled itself into the sky and put away it’s dawn blankets of orange.

We drove down to Laramie today to fill up our five 6 gallon water jugs and to buy groceries for our week.  It was a nice drive.  The mountains here had a lot more moisture than in years past, and the grass is still relatively green.  Herds of cattle grazed near the road… really near the road… we had to slow to 5 mph to creep through them, as some were napping on the verge.  We drove through gulches where in years past nary a drop of water was to be found, to find this year flowing streams burbling along.  Alas, the nasty pine beetles have killed upwards of 50% of the forests up here, and so the green canopy of pines that I always love to see are mottled dark, drab brown and green.  I guess it’s only a matter of time before they all die.

Arriving back in camp after our journey, we followed two pickups pulling the camp gear, so after running up to our trailer and putting our groceries away, Scott and I went back down to “Camp Central” and helped them put up the big canopies and stage tent.  Since Scott and I were new to this, we got to be the guinea pigs.  They handed us the instructions, and sat back and watched as we directed the younger guys in how to put the canopies together.  Amazingly simple!  The purpose of this test was to see if the new typed out instructions could be followed easily by someone who’d never done it before.

Setting up the stage tent was more complicated, and we merely assisted with that one.

We left after a couple of hours… I was feeling the strain of the higher altitude and the direct heat.  I’m sunburned now!

We’ve spent the rest of the day doing the other thing I really enjoy about up here… relaxing.  Dozing. Puttering.  We’ll finish up the evening with a rousing set of Cribbage, and call it a night, probably before the last rays of the sun leave the sky.

30. July 2011 · Comments Off · Categories: Our Life Together, Our Travels, Rendezvous

Well, we’ve arrived!

I was going to call this post “Rendezvous Day 1”.  But Rendezvous doesn’t officially start until Wednesday.  Scott and I believe in being early!

Actually the area where we camp is so beautiful, that we just don’t mind being here a few extra days.

Yesterday’s drive went well.  We left Council Bluffs by 1 pm and encountered no problems on our first leg of the journey west.  I had anticipated arriving in North Platte around 7 pm taking in to account more frequent stops for gasoline and whatnot.  But my estimations were terrible!  By 5:30 pm we were arrived, settled in and wondering what to do with ourselves!  We camped in a little RV park down by the Platte River, just 100 yards away.  When I’d originally visited the website for the RV park, I got the GPS coordinates for the park, and it’s address.  Oddly enough the address was located 3 miles from the GPS coordinates!  I emailed the park to let them know their coordinates were wrong.  They wrote back to assure me they would get that corrected.  Guess what?!?!?  The coordinates are right.  The address is for mail purposes only!

After dinner, we played Cribbage for a while… and at 9:40 we went to bed!

This morning, we were on the road by 7:30 am  After stops in Sidney for gas (ouch! 4.099 per gallon!) and in Cheyenne, Wyoming, for water, we got to our site at 1 pm.

Now we’re settled in, well on our way to getting things put away.  It was hot up here when we got in, over 90.  But NO humidity.  It was almost pleasurable!  Now, it’s 5:30, the sun is behind clouds, and the temps are dropping.

Not sure whether we’ll watch a movie tonight… or play more Cribbage!

More tomorrow!

Well, we’re getting ready to head out on the road again.  In the next 2 hours, we’ll hook up the trailer, and head on down the road.  Destination:  Somewhere high in the Medicine Bown National Forest of Wyoming!  Wanna know where precisely?  I’ll tell you!

Scott and I’ll be spending the next 8 days within 100 yards of:  41.24274,  -105.36442

See if you can figure out where that is!  (And yes, if you do it right, you’ll see the hilltop where we are; a hint: online maps let you put in GPS coordinates!)

The weather here in Omaha is doing it’s best to drive us away!  Hot, humid beyond memory.  It’s horrid.  And by the time the sun sets tomorrow, we’ll be on a mountain so arid (“How arid IS it?”), so arid that even after a summer downpour, 20 minutes later, the roads will be dusty again!

Hot in the daytime, unless you step under shade, in which case the temp drops 10 degrees.  Cold at night!  Coat time!

Yup, if I had bajillion bucks, I’d quit work, move to my mountain top in Wyoming for the summer, and spend the rest of the year… somewhere else (because no, I don’t do Wyoming mountain snow/cold!)

Wyoming Equality Pride’s Rendezvous 2011, HERE WE COME!

Since we’re visiting with Scott’s family, there’s not really a lot to write about.  We’ve been here in Alamogordo since Tuesday afternoon.  We’ve had a great time chatting and getting caught up with Mudda & Pops, Terry, and Bethany & Eleanor!  I’ve been trying to be a little helpful getting some of their computer problems fixed.

And, because there isn’t a lot to write about, here are some pictures from our trip so far to entertain:

Scott Looking West toward Flagstaff

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 Karen

Bennett

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Scott

Scott, Bob & Brad

17. March 2010 · Comments Off · Categories: Our Life Together, Our Travels

Wait a minute!  What happened to Days 4 through 6?  Yes, I know, I HEARD you ask that question!

In my last blog entry, Scott and I, intrepid explorers that we are, had safely arrived in Barstow, California.  Okay, really we had arrived in Yermo, California, which is about 6 miles east of Barstow on I-15.  The KOA there in Yermo was a pleasant little community, nestled in the trees and bushes, giving a sense of privacy to each lot.

Well, after Yermo, life got pretty busy; Scott and I just didn’t have a lot of time to spend writing.  We do apologize for that.  I’ll take up here where I left off Friday evening.

Saturday morning, Scott and I quickly packed up and hooked up, and were on the road by 8:30 a.m.  The drive south from Yermo, along I-15 to “the 91″ and then on toll roads right to Newport Beach, CA, was relatively uneventful.  We arrived at Newport Dunes RV Park at 11:15.  Setting up the camper in record time, we met Bob & Marcy at the front gates, then zipped off to Balboa to The Crab Cooker for lunch.  Well, okay.  I’m not sure “zipped off” is the right phrase… we took the ferry over to Balboa, so we probably sat waiting our turn for a half hour or more!

We ran a couple of errands with Bob & Marcy, then went to see the movie “Blind Side” – the movie for which Sandra Bullock won the Oscar.  It was a fantastic movie, far, far, far better than I expected it to be! (Neither Scott nor I are football fans, and I expected it to be a “football movie”.  We’re both of the opinion that football itself is pretty boring… and a movie about football… well, why bother!?)

Sunday, Scott and I were at Bob & Marcy’s for breakfast by a little after 8 a.m.  Bob made the world’s best pancakes (Bob I hope you’re reading this… and if you are… please send us the recipe!)  And about the time the pancakes were done, the house exploded with the arrival of my nephew Brad and his daughter and son, Karen & Bennett.  I was really disappointed that Brad’s wife had to work Sunday.  But there will be other opportunities to see her and hopefully get to know her!

But, let’s be honest here… about 75% of the purpose of this 10 day trip of Scott’s & mine was to see Karen & Bennett, and that we got to do!  They’re the sweetest little ones imaginable… and considering that Brad was such a monster growing up… okay, bad joke, you weren’t really Brad!

Over breakfast, I had a brief opportunity to reconnect with Brett, as well.  I’m impressed by both my nephews, how hard they work.  It was Sunday, but Brett was off to spend a day working.

I also have to say I was extremely impressed with Brad’s parenting skills.   There is a quiet, unassuming air of self-confidence about Brad in his approach to raising both Bennett & Karen.

After breakfast, we spent the day, Bob, Brad, Scott & I, at the Montage resort in Laguna Beach, walking in the park overlooking the ocean, then walking down to the ocean.  I had to get my toes wet.  I can’t get anywhere near an ocean without making sure my feet come in contact with the waves!

The evening ended for us after a dinner of salad and some of the best pizza!

Monday morning, Scott and I were a little slow getting started.  We left Newport Beach, heading for Scottsdale about 9 a.m.  I have to say that while Newport Dunes is nice enough as an RV Park, it certainly disappointed me.  Perhaps I’m spoiled by the campgrounds we normally stay at, but I felt Newport Dunes grossly overcharged us for our stay.  Scott and I have stayed in RV Campgrounds for less than half what we were charged at the Dunes, and yet were provided with much nicer facilities than those at the Dunes.  I’m just not really sure we’ll stay there again!

We had little trouble with traffic for our trip to Scottsdale… just as Bob predicted.  I worried for nought!  We stopped at Chiriaco Summit for lunch, and as recommended by Bob we had the Date Shake.  Bob, your memory is a bit faulty.  The Date Shake at Chiriaco was no where near as good as the Date shake at the Shake Shack!

I had originally anticipated that we’d get to Scottsdale about 7 p.m. but we made far better time, and in addition, I had forgotten that because Arizona does not participate in DST, we didn’t lose an hour.  So, we were in our site and set up, and ready to head to Aunt Jeanie’s by 6:05 p.m.

As a result, Aunt Jeanie & Uncle Lew, with Scott and I, went to Busters, had a GREAT dinner (I’d never tried Lahvash before… Yum!!!!) and enjoyed a really nice conversation.  I fear that Scott and I may have stayed a little too late at Aunt Jeanies, but we really had such a nice time!

Here it is Day 7, and Scott and I are once again on the road.  We’re on I10, just passing the exit for Bowie, AZ, about half way to today’s destination!  Of course, by the time you see this, we’ll have arrived in Alamogordo.  And we’re on schedule to arrive there in about 4 hours.

UPDATE: Since I wrote that yesterday, we have arrived safely in Alamogordo, NM, and are set up at our site.  The problem is while the campground does have WiFi for internet, the site we are in does NOT.  When we arrived yesterday, Scott was in a hurry to get to his folks place… and rightfully so!  So, here we are, on Day 8, really!  If I have some time today, I’ll try to put up a post with pictures!

12. March 2010 · Comments Off · Categories: Our Travels

AFter the last couple of days, today has been a nice, relaxing drive.  The sun has been shining the entire day, the temperature has been steadily climbing.  We’ve had relatively little wind.

We’ve been able to maintain a pretty steady speed of near 75 mph.  We’ve just passed through Needles, California, where we filled up.  Yesterday we averaged under 6 mpg, today 7.66… that’s a good day!

We’ve enjoyed the drive, so far.  We’re climbing the mountains to the west of Needles, right now.  It’s been a long time since I’ve been through here.  It’s nice to see the hills green for once, though.  I’m used to brown.  It is desert out here, after all!

Of course, by the time you all read this, we’ll have arrived in Barstow, and settled in for the evening.  I definitely think a nice walk is in order tonight!  I’t nearly 70 degrees out!  Wow!

A couple of hours later –

Yup, now we’re here.  The trailer is set up, and we’re relaxing.  Time for a shower!

11. March 2010 · Comments Off · Categories: Our Life Together, Our Travels

Hi, again!  Today’s journey was a long one!  654.3 miles to be exact.  I’ve driven longer, Scott and I once drove from Houston to Omaha without stopping except for gas and food.  But pulling a trailer 654.3 miles makes for a long day in my book.

We got off to a fairly early start, about 10 minutes later than I’d have liked.  At 8:10 we pulled out of the KOA and hit the road. 

Our first stop was in Elk City, where we visited Gene Smith, Inc. the Chevy, GMC, etc dealer in town.  Their technician came out, took a look, did a few magical things, uttered hocus pocus several times, then changed two fuses, and we were off.  Total cost of 15 minutes work?  $8.21 for the fuse!  We now had turn signals, brake lights, and the trailer brakes to assist with stopping!  Very important.

Todays’ journey was pretty straight forward.  Interstate 40 from the minute we started until we pulled off here in GAllup.  This isn’t to say it was uneventful.  Okay, it was uneventful.  Except for constant wind out of the north, which made it very hard going.  We had to keep our speed down to 60 to 65 mph to keep the trailer under control.

It snowed.  It rained.  It was sunny.  It was overcast & foggy.  Sometimes all of those in a 2 minute time span!

We got to Gallup at about 7, unhooked the truck, hooked up the trailer to water and electric and sewer, and now, we’re getting ready to think about bed time.  And that, my friends, family & other readers… is that!  Now for the story I promised you the other day: I promised you a look at our modern routine.  Of course, that really is a little harder than it sounds.  We travel in many ways, these days.  Sometimes, we travel by car alone.  Others we take the trailer.  Others we fly.  But currently, we’re on the road with our trailer, so that’s what you’ll get.

Now

I have been conditioned to arise early.  Princess Nikki likes things just right, and that means at 5:30 a.m. we wake up.  Whether Daddy (that’s me) wants to or not!  This, coupled with Dad’s careful training, assures that when I’m on the road, I’m up at 5:30 a.m. every day.  I sneak out of bed, quietly dress, and slip into the main area of the trailer (the living room).  Thanks to modern technology, I pour myself a cup of freshly brewed coffee, then step outside to get some fresh air and enjoy the quiet of the great outdoors.  My cup quickly finished, I return to trailer, pour another cup of coffee and fire up the laptop.  I’ve carefully ensured that the campground selected for the night has WiFi for my internet connection.  I peruse my emails, favorite websites, and a bit of news.  At 6:30, if it’s a travel day, I pour my 3rd cup of coffee and another cup for Scott.  Scott isn’t like Mom.  He needs to be awakened.  I gently call to him and present him with his coffee as he joins me.

We eat a quick bowl of cereal with some toast, generally in silence unless there is some really interesting news, as it takes Scott a bit to fire up in the morning.  During this time, another pot of coffee is brewing.

Dishes are now washed, and the trailer put into “travel mode”… all things put in their places, the bed made, and breakables nestled in their protective nests.  The new pot of coffee is poured into the thermos, the brewer cleaned, and pot rinsed then nestled away.  While Scott is doing all this, I’m “breaking camp” carefully following the checklist to disconnect the hookups and hookup the truck. 

At 8 a.m., we’re on the road, if not a bit sooner.

And that is our daily routine!