We Are Off Again, Goodbye Cleveland

The stay at Timber Ridge was a lot of fun, saw almost all our family on both sides, visited with great many friends, and of course did revisit many places we had called home for the last 17 years we had stayed in a sticks-and-bricks home. Some members of both sides of our families we got to spend a number of times with, nice.  Our stomping grounds were in a town west of Cleveland called Vermilion, and our place is right on Lake Erie.  Beach, pool, marina, lovely view of the Lake, but we had decided this past March when our renters informed us they were moving, to sell it.

What an amazing journey that was to get the place ready to sell.  They moved out the beginning of April, we busted butt to get it ready to be shown which took until May 3rd, and got an offer that we still don't know if it's going or not as of today.  Very stressful selling a home - once this one goes, either now or later - never again!

We did manage to do some fun things during our 6 week stay.  Such as visit the Cleveland Museum of Art, the Natural History Museum of Cleveland, drove around downtown Cleveland and were shocked at the changes - that town is really growing and changing!  With all the visiting with people we did, we both saw where we went to high school, saw where we both went to college, sat for a spell at the marina where we had our sailboat anchored, tooled around parts of the city that we spent our lives tooling around in.  So much has changed - amazing.

Okay - same I 90 that runs from NYC to Seattle!

We also get to some of the best restaurants we ever ate at - one of them El Grande Patron in Sandusky where our friends Gustavo and Lupita are owners.  They are the epitome of the American Dream - come to the US, get citizenship, start a family, own a business that is very successful, teach their children the value of money and what hard work can do - just super folk.  Was so great to visit with Gustavo.

Last time to see this on a roadsigns - our stomping grounds

The Chrysler plant that I sold steel to (my old days at steel mill)

Crossed over the Maumee River near Toledo

And also a dinky little take out place in Vermilion that serves Chinese food.  Delicious (get to have it tonight for dinner!! - got carry out yesterday).  And was  treated to Jack's Deli in Beachwood - I think the best deli food I have had ever.  And then there were some that we had gone to in the past and what a disappointment!

12th state we have entered this summer

Saw where our RV is made in Elkhart, IN

Had visited the RV Museum in the past

Plant after plant after plant of RVs, pontoon boats, trailers, etc.

We got some casual walks in - places we had liked to visit in the past like Old Woman's Creek in Huron which is a National Esturary, Sheldon Marsh which is located right on Lake Erie that was once the road to Cedar Point.

Time to play again, hello summer 2017 again

But time to fly.  We have to be in Lake Delton, Wisconsin (west of Madison) by the 28th for a big family wedding and as the saying goes - get out of Dodge.  This morning we packed up, drugged up Buddy with his new medicine (he did good - only barfed once during the 6 hours on the road), and went westbound on the Ohio Turnpike and when we crossed into Indiana - it was like a huge weight was lifted off our shoulders.  So now we are in Michigan City which is right on Lake Michigan at the bottom of the lake, will be here to re-learn living in an RV, doing some sight seeing, just getting back into the flow of living on the run.

Pache's collection of bottle tops - he only gets one at a time

Buddy and Pache have become the best of buddies.  We are so overjoyed that they get along together, sometimes we have to spray them with water because they get so crazy in their playing.  Pache has a fetish for bottle tops.  Can't bring out a bottle of water to drink - he gets in your lap and bites at the top until you relent to give it to him.  Here is the collection of tops since we left.  And yes, we still play fetch with him - through the top, he runs gets it, brings it back and drops it on the small foot stool for you to throw again.  Wants this for hours.  We have to stop because our arm is sore from throwing.  He's a hoot.  And Buddy - still loves playing shuffle-cat.  This is a morning ritual with him - loves to be shoved along the floor.  Silly boy.

That's my baby boy, Buddy!