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Cast Iron Canoe: 2017 Edition

May 31, 2017 Posted by Deb

Namekagon River

Namekagon River

A traditional canoe trip that started decades ago and which we’ve been a part of for many years. Our sailing life has kept us away too long, but we made it back this year. Old sailing friends, Forrest and Yvonne on s/v Nazdrowie, who we met in the Dominican Republic in the 1990s introduced us to the group; and it has been a party ever since. This year we picked the Namekagon and Saint Croix rivers over the three-day Memorial Day holiday weekend.

Tent City

Tent City

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We Know How to Fill a Canoe

The weather started out great and stayed better than the forecast for three days. We did have rain and hail, but we built a tarp city and we’re pretty much impervious to bad weather. True to Cast Iron tradition, we had two Dutch ovens, plenty of liquid refreshments, and a wrap-up five-pound bacon fest on the final morning that forced Deb to stay upwind. No injuries to report other than a number of tick bites that sent Deb to the doctor for the anti-Lyme routine.

Tarp City Going Up

Tarp City Going Up

Hail On the River

Hail On the River

We did have a longer than normal 22-mile day due to full campsites that featured a 1.5 mile sprint to beat out another group to 12.3 mile campsite. Unfortunately, Deb and I won the race but missed the campsite sign. The sprint pretty much turned our arms to noodles for the next two days. Oh well.

Land Ho

We look forward to the transition both from the ocean to land in the spring and back to the boat in the fall. With each move, we have a high energy vision of what we’re going to do “this time.” Yeah, right. We seem to forget that the seven-plus days it takes to put the boat away and the exposure to air conditioning and airplane air usually leaves us half dead with colds. This switch was no exception but we did get a couple of days of Casa Grande Palm Creek pickleball in before the bad colds really set in. We motored north in the RV on a three Wal*Mart run with 102-degree fevers. It is now late May and we’re just barely back on our feet again. And hey, it’s cold up here in May.

Wanna Go Outside at 100 Degrees and 100% Humidity?

Wanna Go Outside at 100 Degrees and 100% Humidity?

Plans

Our plans change weekly but our high-energy vision included an extended summer on land with biking, pickleball, a variety of water events, camping, and other north country fun stuff. Now we’re toying with the idea of getting rid of all the mobile stuff including the RV and Neytiri and looking for a home or a townhome. Our future yacht broker is begging us to bring Neytiri back to Florida again and to do so immediately. That ain’t happening but we may get back on the boat early in the fall and sail her back to the U.S.

So … we’re going house hunting at 10:00 tomorrow morning after moving the final leg of our RV trip from Melcher-Dallas, Iow,a to Woodbury, MN. For us, home ownership again is a big and scary change.

Toys Are Out in Iowa

Toys Are Out in Iowa

Celebrating Hayden's Soccer Win with Dorothy, Cindy, and Halle

Celebrating Hayden’s Soccer Win with Dorothy, Cindy, and Halle

Late Entry: The Famous Roatan Yacht Club

We thought it was famous and very nice 22 years ago. We were worried that we weren’t dressed well enough to go into the restaurant. It seemed very British. We had just finished a long ten-day passage from Cartegena, Columbia, somewhere around November, 1995; and we weren’t too presentable. We stored our dinghy there during our last visit four years ago even though it had been closed for new owners and renovations. The carpenters were banging away.

Roatan French Harbor Yacht Club

Roatan French Harbor Yacht Club

Little did we know how far the Yacht Club had fallen. This year, the property has been seized for money laundering and the official government “Stay Out” signs are up. We had to find another dinghy dock to get to town and our Plan B four years ago was the shrimping/fish station. They’ve had a very bad fishing season and we were advised to stay out of that area. So … by word of mouth we found a lady in a small house down from the police station car graveyard with a little dilapidated dock on a shoreline filled with floating garbage. The routine is to hand her 50 Lems (2 bucks) and walk to town.

Only Sign From the Street

Only Sign From the Street

Murder at the Yacht Club: A German Hotel Owner is gunned down at his Business
Nicolai Winter, the German owner of the French Harbour Yacht Club was gunned down at his hotel by a man in this thirties, presumed to be from the mainland.

On March 6, 2007, around 9:30pm, the murderer checked into a room at the hotel and came back to ask for Winter’s assistance in opening the room door. While Winter with three other Yacht Club staff walked towards the room, the assailant pulled out a 9mm gun and shot Winter several times. The assailant then fled the property on foot.
According to Yacht club staff, Winter was alive for some time after the shooting. Bay Islands Voice was notified of the shooting and called Preventiva Police, DGIC and Ambulance in Dixon Cove. No one picked-up the phone. After a visit to the Dixon Cove ambulance station the attendant said “none of the vehicles are working.”
The frontier police and DGIC police arrived at the crime scene 30 and 60 minutes after the shooting, but no immediate search of surrounding area was done and no road blocks were set up. The murderer, presumed by the police to be a contracted killer, was not apprehended.  Winter bought the Yacht Club in 2004 for in excess of one million dollars. The legal future of the Yacht Club is far from certain. According to Honduran law, in absence of a testament, Winter’s closest relatives: his mother, or his sister will inherit the property.
According to Felipe Danzilo, a lawyer involved in the sale of the Yacht Club, Winter did not yet make all the payments on the property. The previous owners of the Yacht Club: Marcel Hauser and Peter Beuth, still hold a mortgage on the Yacht Club.

Within a week of Winter’s death the old owners of the hotel brought the “Pluribus” company owned by Daniel O’Connor, a American business owner from Tegucigalpa, to serve as a “safe keeper” of the Yacht Club business interests. O’Connor made efforts to assure the continuous functioning of the business: that the employees received their salaries, hotel stayed open and he plans on having the Yacht Club’s restaurant open by Semana Santa. “Every business has a value as long as it is running,” said O’Connor.

O’Connor, who has lived in Honduras for 12 years, was shocked by the lack of concern about the murder displayed by local business community and local business leaders. “This is disappointing in a community that prides itself on being tourism oriented,” says O’Connor. “This will bring a negative impact on tourism here.”

Source :  http://www.bayislandsvoice.com/issue-v5-4.htm

Wrapping Up 2016

December 20, 2016 Posted by Deb

We’ve been thinking about Neytiri for awhile now. The chilly Arizona mornings when we are trying to get the joints working for Pickleball are good triggers for thinking about warmer places.

Palm Creek Pickleball Clinic

Palm Creek Pickleball Clinic

Hours Spent on the Courts

Hours Spent on the Courts

Nighttime Stealth Flying – Management at Palm Creek Wasn’t Fond of This

Nighttime Stealth Flying – Management at Palm Creek Wasn’t Fond of This

2400 Feet Over Phoenix at South Mountain Park - One More Hike Squeezed In with Ron & Barb

2400 Feet Over Phoenix at South Mountain Park – One More Hike Squeezed In with Ron & Barb

We have been packing and making little Guatemala stashes for a month and we will still forget something. Right now, we’re wondering if we packed the VHF. We also have to get all the boat parts on our list. We are going to Honduras via Iowa because we can hit Christmas with the relatives and it is $600 cheaper than Phoenix. We should have sent all the boat parts to Deb’s sister Cindy because we have barely enough luggage in the RV to handle our exit. Our luggage collection is in the pole barn in Iowa and once we get there, we’ll be fine.

Luggage is an interesting challenge in a dual home, dual country lifestyle. Sometimes we need eight 49.5 pound bags and we’re stuck with lots of empties. Sometimes we’re caught short and have to buy more. And sometimes, we try to shove everything into what we have and the zippers and wheels break.

Of course, now that we have all the new boat parts ordered, a German is flying in to Guatemala to look at Neytiri. All plans for 2017 are suddenly subject to change.

Cousins, Nephews, Pickleball, Hiking, and

December 15, 2016 Posted by Deb

We have had visitors in Arizona (or are we the visitors?). There are relatives on Deb’s side of the family all through the area, some permanent and some transient. We got together with all of them at one time or another and did Sedona one more time.

Throwback to 1960s Knust Family in the Southwest

Throwback to 1960s Knust Family in the Southwest

Ted, Ashley & Annalee Come to Arizona - Time Spent with a Little Ghost Whisperer

Ted, Ashley & Annalee Come to Arizona – Time Spent with a Little Ghost Whisperer

 Toys (Chuck's SUV Invention)

Toys (Chuck’s SUV Invention)

Sunset in Sedona

Sunset in Sedona

You Are Here

You Are Here

Spaceship Rock

Spaceship Rock

Chicken Point

Chicken Point

Vortexing (Maybe Faking It a Little)

Vortexing (Maybe Faking It a Little)

New Movie Promotional Photo

New Movie Promotional Photo

Cathedral Rock End of Trail

Cathedral Rock Trail Ends Abruptly

Vortexing Again

Vortexing Again

Dueling Cameras at Submarine Rock

Dueling Cameras at Submarine Rock

2016 Edition of Palm Creek

November 22, 2016 Posted by Deb

Super Moon

Super Moon

cactusscottsdalehikeLots of company this year and good action from the “active” adults. We mentioned last year that our impressions of these communities were wrong. It is a Republican Convention around here but very decent folks. Deb’s doing handbag making, silver smithing, pickleball, biking, and hiking. I’m doing gliding, pickleball, hiking, biking, R/C, and the LA Fitness here about six days a week. We had two rounds of the Cast Iron group with Mark and Phyllis first followed by Yvonne, Phyllis, Cheri, Nikki, and Lisa in Sedona. Cousins Ron and Barb (our New Zealand travelling partners) are in Chandler and came down twice. Deb’s relative Eva has been here 23 years and is right down the road with a son (Scott) that Deb hasn’t seen since they were kids. And we’re not even in the prime season.

Nationals

pballnationalsThe National Pickleball tourney was here again and the entrants were well over 1,000. Our Palm Creek club put on a huge effort with hundreds of volunteers, some putting in over 60 hours. Many started in the dark and ended in the dark. The local Palm Creek roster is at 950, up from 400 last year. There were 68 signed up for the men’s medium skill bracket this morning. Its everyday all day around here.

ABBA

We had a big picnic in the park with an ABBA knockoff band. They did a fair job but three or four ABBA songs in a row is enough. We had a couple margaritas and moved on with our day.abbaevent

Where are we now?

October 25, 2016 Posted by Deb

We are in Casa Grande, AZ, spending our time hiking, biking and playing pickleball (and dreaming of getting back to the boat in Guatemala).

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Home in Casa Grande

November 27, 2015 Posted by Deb

We pulled into our new home in mid-October with the assistance of Ranger Sydney. This place is so big, 2,500 units and growing, that they have round the clock staff (called rangers) to check you in and show you where your lot is. We came down the hill from Flagstaff running over 4,000 rpm on the V10 and pushing 85 mph at times. We tapped the brakes only about 3 times when traffic got in front of us. They told us a gas powered RV would be challenging in the mountains but we held our own. Don’t know if we want to go back up that grade, though.

RV_CasaGrandePalm Creek has whole buildings for sewing, woodworking, and a split building for pottery and stained glass. There are rooms for poker, billiards, silversmithing, along with others we haven’t discovered yet. There is an R/C flying field and they have applied to Guinness for the world record for contiguous pickleball courts (34). I heard the Villages in Florida has more (in the 120’s) but they aren’t together.

We joined the pickleball madness, hiking, and biking. I took the “indoctrination” for my woodworking “Bucky Beaver” badge and Deb signed up for quilting. They told her that her graphics weren’t centered properly and she said “They teach you to center everything in Home Ec class, this is what they teach you in art class.” I don’t think the instructor ever had anyone talk back at her before.

Pickleball at Palm Creek

Pickleball at Palm Creek

HikingAZ-DebHikingPicketPost-ChuckThe Nationals have come and gone. Well over 2,000 matches in seven days and every age bracket and skill level. The regular season starts in December with round robin signups by skill level and we hear the courts are pretty full from 8:00 a.m. until quiet hours at 10:30 p.m. Through October and November we have been entering mixed round robins. The Shootout challenges start in December and that is when we will get an official ranking. Until then, we’re just lying about how good we are.

USAPA Picketball Nationals

USAPA Picketball Nationals

Florida, Arizona, San Carlos in 30 Hours

The boat needed some TLC and the watermaker needed to be re-pickled so I flew to Ft. Lauderdale alone for a week to do chores and line up a few contractors. It was very weird jumping from AZ at 39 percent humidity to Ft. Lauderdale at around 86 degrees and 84 percent humidity. That was after the cold front hit. It was also very weird being back on the boat after five months. On the return, one night’s sleep and off to Mexico by car.

Sonny's Dock in Ft. Lauderdale

Sonny’s Dock in Ft. Lauderdale

Rosalee in Mexico

We met Fred and Rosalee in the DR in 1994 while waiting for weather to cross the Mona Passage to Puerto Rico. We’ve gotten together periodically every since. Fred died a little while ago but Rosalee carries on the party with her large pet and feed store up in Paradise, CA, and condo and boat down in San Carlos, Mexico. We were only six hours away so we dropped in on her for a few days. We both think that she has an incredible location in San Carlos and are thinking about options for ourselves. Oh … we played pickleball there as well.

View from Rosalee's Condo

View from Rosalee’s Condo

Jimmy Buffet Clone on the Beach in San Carlos

Jimmy Buffet Clone on the Beach in San Carlos

Window Rock from the Rosalee

Window Rock from the Rosalee

Sunday Brunch on the Boat

Sunday Brunch Gang on the Boat

Dolphins!!!

Dolphins!!!

Prop Wash

Prop Wash

Soggy Peso in San Carlos, Mexico

Soggy Peso in San Carlos, Mexico

Memories of Soggy Peso in Isla Mujeres

Memories of Soggy Peso in Isla Mujeres

Sunset over San Carlos

Sunset over San Carlos

Tom Turkey is Saved with our Salmon and Salad Thanksgiving Dinner

Tom Turkey is Saved with our Salmon and Salad Thanksgiving Dinner

Travelling Time Out

September 1, 2014 Posted by Deb

We stacked up our medical appointments in one week following the cabin up north. We found out that if you go straight from a cardio stress test to dermatology they tend to freak out about all the electrode gell abrasions on your skin. Other than that it was surgery as usual … meaning that Deb found out she can’t avoid the operation on C7 in her neck and they threw in a little bit of eyelid surgery and a touch of new shoulder for good measure.  The shoulder replacement is an item for the future. We spent our medical down time with pickelball and park flyers.

PickleBall+MSP

Chuck_RCElectric_Hastings

ChuckBill_FlyingThe van, our mobile storage unit, left us sitting outside a Casey’s gas station in Cannon Falls, MN, late on a Sunday after a bike/hike. The electrical system shut down completely and we had left all the tools and sand paper in Deb’s car. My portable jump starter lost its battery a month earlier and we were carrying it around as worthless extra weight. Our choices were to bike 60 miles to our motel in the dark (after we had already done our workout), try to get a tow truck on a Sunday night late, our call my brother Bill who was coming up from Iowa and could pick us up in four or five hours. We did both of the last two and a tow truck actually showed up in 20 minutes. We loaded the van on the flatbed, drove to the nearest closed car shop, dumped the van and put the key in their key drop. We noticed one of the windows was down on the van so I asked to use his jump starter to roll up the window. He noticed some arcing that indicated it might be a bad terminal (my tools and sandpaper would have been nice) and, even though it was against company policy, grabbed his terminal tools and presto … the van was as good as … an 18 year old car again. We paid him and added a nice tip, reached our hand in the key drop and retrieved our key, called off my brother, and headed for the hot showers.