08.28-The Grenier’s visited. We’ve mentioned Ken and Deb before; they carry our last name. We get their emails constantly whenever they leave a venue. This time when we signed in at Moody Beach the ranger on duty asked if we had family visiting. The Thousand Trails package we belong to allows sharing of ones TT package benefits but it forbids the sharing couples to visit the same RVPark at the same time. We politely stressed that we were not related. This has happened before  but generally we don’t find out until we get the email from TT thanking them for visiting. It was a very nice visit and they stayed for almost three-hours.

I haven’t mentioned this, I don’t think in the past, but for the last couple of months our water pressure kept diminishing. After some detective work I determined it was the water filter in the water compartment that might be the culprit. Carla and I went off the day before to buy new filter cartridges and a water-filter-wrench, since it was not unscrewing as it should have. Even with the wrench my physical abilities were no match for this little plastic jug. I mentioned this to Ken, since bitching about the  fragilities of our motor coaches is an accepted pass time. As we have discovered over the last eight-years RVers are always ready and willing to lend a hand to other RVers. Ken and Deb left for a few minutes and came back with his filter-wrench and a 2-pound rubber mallet.  He then proceeded to take three good whacks at the stuck filter and did manage to free it up to replace the filter cartridge. I never would have attacked it so vigorously but he did get the job done and I was so happy, hopefully now I’d have enough water pressure and water to wash the dished.

It was the next day to my dismay we determined the filter replacement was not the sole problem, since I don’t believe it had ever been replace before, but it did not solve the problem. We took the Fawcett head off and discovered we had plenty of pressure but that the head of the water-spout was cluttered with minerals and had to be replaced. Two-days later Amazon had a new head for us and all is well again.

HAPPINESS, is to have everything…you need.
NOT the need to have everything.

If Joy is in the JOURNEY;
Then Reward is in the destination.

8.19-Even though the Wi-Fi is good here the weather was challenging at times. This day, Thursday, we had to get out. Weather was rainy. So the Factory Outlet Stores seemed like a good choice. With so many to choose from we decided I needed new shoes; for both play and dress and we found them. We browsed through some of the other stores we we ended up buying Fr. Michael Gill a gift and a couple of smaller items.
It was a little later in the afternoon now and our objective for this trek was to savor Lobster again. In the opposite direction from where we were we would find Mike’s Crab Shack. This place was anything but a shack. We are still ever mindful of our day to day expenses, but we knew this lobster. Lobster was priced at the Market Value for the day. We did not want to sound like Floridians so we ordered two lobster rolls and clam chowder and we shared a beer. It was very good but not very bountiful. The meal came in at $61.00 before the tip…good enough!
On our way home from Mike’s Crab Shack was a road-side stand selling native corn. I wanted a dozen but we settled for six, since we had no idea how good it might be. We were very pleased with our purchase. It was as good as Iowa corn but the Iowa corn, if I remember correctly, was much bigger. We’ll just have to go back to Iowa some day.

If Joy is in the JOURNEY;  Then Reward is in the destination.

03.15.21-Townline Ice Cream stand.
This little road stand which straddles Greenfield and Bernardston, MA has a great following by the locals. If you have an yearning for ice cream, this is the place. We were feeling a little lazy and decided to go for real food. To be honest it left much to be desired, or we caught them on a bad day. About a week ago we did experience there ice cream. The cones were given to us stacked high with 3-scoops of strawberry, when I only asked for one-scoop. The young man told me what I had was a single scoop; not often you get your absolute moneys worth. Best ice cream I’d had in quite a while. 

If Joy is in the JOURNEY;  Then Reward is in the destination.

08.17.21-Travel east and north to Wells, ME.
We were up a little early this morning for our anticipated trip to Thousand Trails campground Moody Beach in Wells, ME. This is not an exceptionally big RVPark around 350 sites not counting tent campers. In order to get here the Journey had to make its way through Ogunquit, ME a very small town, much like Mystic, Ct, which took us almost an hour to to a little more than a mile. The crowded streets  were exciting to look at. Cars occupied every space available and eateries, B & Bs and restaurants abound on each side of the street. We even found the Ogunquit Playhouse. The add sign by the street mentioned it would only be open until August 28; not a problem!  I’ll be adding more to this blog as our vacation develops.

8.19-Even though the Wi-Fi is good here the weather was challenging at times. This day, Thursday, we had to get out. Weather was rainy. So the Factory Outlet Stores seemed like a good choice. With so many to choose from we decided I needed new shoes; for both play and dress and we found them. We browsed through some of the other stores we we ended up buying Fr. Michael Gill a gift and a couple of smaller items.
It was a little later in the afternoon now and our objective for this trek was to savor Lobster again. MORE ON THIS IN THE LOBSTER IN WELLS, ME BLOG

08.26-Visiting the Moody Beach beaches
Not much to say here. The beach was just as we expected, beautiful even at low tide. The biggest industries here are lodging and eateries. Every other property seemed to be a B&B. All were beautiful. No idea how individuals could ever afford to purchase these properties.

08.27-a Friday, we opted to do take out from the EAST Restaurant, an Oriental restaurant. We would try, what else, but the Mongolian Beef meal. The serving was plentiful but the chef was a true believer of  ginger making the meal. It wasn’t until the last few bites that we identified the ginger product, whole ginger, not powdered or anything else. Those last few bites were awesome. It’s difficult trying to find the right restaurant cooking as you like it. Our best yet was either Iowa or the take out in Wildwood, FL.

08.28-The Grenier’s visited. We’ve mentions Ken and Deb before; they carry our last name. We get their emails constantly whenever they leave a venue. This time when we signed in at Moody Beach the ranger on duty asked if we had family visiting. MORE ON THIS IN THE GRENIED VISIT US BLOG

Happiness is to have everything…
you need!
Not the need to have everything!

If Joy is in the JOURNEY;  Then Reward is in the destination.

08.16.21-Final day in Traveler’s Woods and Mark and Jodi visit.

We only have a few days left so we were pleased the Jody and Mark could join us for the afternoon.

Some people are just like that. You see them very seldom yet when you get together with them again you feel as though you’d never left.

They have two girls, now entering the job market, and like so many others, finding the job you want, at the pay you would like and finally the location you can live with is no easy task; makes me thankful I’m retiring. You’ll have to excuse the quality of the pictures. It’s very wearm and muggy outside and the shades are drawn to assist our A/C in keeping the coach as cool as possible.

If Joy is in the JOURNEY;  Then Reward is in the destination.

08.13.2021-Cori at the Arlington Inn
The Arlington Inn we dined at was in Winchester, NH. This Inn is not to be confused with the Arlington Inn in Vermont somewhere; no relation-none. Today had been a very warm day, in fact, when we jumped into the car it was registering 100 degrees. The trip to the Inn took about thirty-minutes and, as usual, we were about 30-minutes early, but no fear, Cori just checked in and she was on her way. We had a choice once Cori arrived to either eat inside or in a shaded portion outside; we decided to opt to be inside. The meal was good and plenty of it. 

Our trip took us within sight of U-Mass. The campus was about a half-mile away from us, but the view from where we were was outstanding. Several high-rise dormitory-buildings were very visible, but I was later told those were not the newer facilities.

Getting back to Arlington Inn. 

If Joy is in the JOURNEY;  Then Reward is in the destination.

08-06-21-we had self-made rattles
The last three-days I’ve been washing and waxing the “new” Journey coach. I’ve also been making some discoveries. It’s not certain yet, since we won’t know until we get back out on the road again, but there’s a good chance that the annoying metal-on-metal sound we’ve been hearing was actually coming from our front license plate. It’s not rally a license plate, but a name plate. The Suncruiser gave us four nuts to fasten the plate to the coach, the Journey provided us with only two. The result of that, I think, was the metal plate wiggling around and banging against the plate holder making the noise sound like it was coming from the front compartment (generator room). The rumbling sound, I think, was coming from one of the lockers below where we keep blocks of wood for the coach levelers. I have now secured them.

Will let you know how we make out in about ten-days when we leave.

If Joy is in the JOURNEY;  Then Reward is in the destination.

08.05.21-Carla’s birthday again.
I’ve mentioned this in the past but I’ll say it again. It’s not about getting stuff any longer. Actually, at our age, we basically have everything we need. In a motorhome environment space is at a premium. We did treat ourselves but it required our taking a one-hour drive to Amherst, MA. Yes, that’s the home of U-Mass. About all we could make out from the road we were on were the sky-rise dormitories and the football field. It must be awesome to be fortunate enough and, of course, smart enough, to qualify to attend such a beautiful campus. Our destination was definitely not U-Mass but it was nice to see. Destination tonight would be the Roadhouse Restaurant in Amherst, MA. We each enjoyed Dallas Filet. Carla had the 6-ounce and I worked my way through the 8-ounce version. To say the least the meals were exceptional.