It was our first time hitching Wily E. and Roadrunner to the back of our Rat for an adventure off-roading on the Mogollon Rim—and it was a roaring success!
Saturday, October 30, 2021
A beautiful 70 degree fall day on the Rim with our eBikes!
Monday, October 25, 2021
Born to be wiiiiiiild
(We think Dennis Hopper and Peter Fonda would have preferred our green helmets to their Captain America helmet....and probably our RadRover 6 Plus bikes to their decked-out Harleys)
We purchased our log cabin in Pine for several reasons. A major one was that we were finding that living in Mesa during the summers was a bit oppressive. We could get outside every day, but only if we did so in the middle of the night. And while we enjoy swimming, cycling, and walking in the dark (actually we REALLY enjoy it), after a few months of doing nothing but that we were getting restless. Also, for the rest of the day we were feeling imprisoned in our home. Simply too hot to be outside for more than the time it took to get to our air conditioned car.
We need to be out in the sunshine. For most of the year in Mesa we can do this--one of the main reasons we moved there.
But the summers, late springs, and early falls? No. It's inside then.
After camping a few times on the Mogollon Rim, and after renting an Airbnb a couple of times close to the rim, we learned enough about the area that we decided we would invest some of our savings (i.e., spend our children's inheritance) on a cabin there.
It is typically 20-25 degrees cooler at the elevation in Pine than it is in Mesa. This means that during the summers we can hike in the mornings, and then sit in the shade of our pine trees on one of our two porches at our cabin. And, as a result, be outside all day.
And it is less than a two-hour drive from Mesa, on a highway with stunning views of the deserts and desert mountains. An easy drive because it is short and beautiful.
Now, as everyone knows, there are always surprises when one purchases a new home. Some good, some not as good.
Our surprises have uniformly been good. One is that it is much quieter than we had imagined. We hardly see neighbors--one reason being that there are a lot of summer cabins that don't seem to be used very often, even in the summer. Another is that there are very few cars on our road--we can sometimes go for hours with none at all. We are in a small area of the town that is basically a dead end. Only one of the roads in our small area is paved, and that's the one that people use, including us. Ours is dirt, which we like.
Another pleasant surprise has been the wildlife. We see elk in our yard every day, and deer, coyotes, javelinas, and raccoons on our street.
It is like we have our own wildlife refuge, and we live in the middle of it.
Another big surprise is that it is the end of October, and we are still quite comfortable at this high elevation. We have not had to bundle up hardly at all in order to hike. This hopefully means we will have many more opportunities to use the cabin than we had anticipated.
The decision to buy a cabin was made in July, when we rented the Airbnb in Strawberry (three miles from Pine) to celebrate our 10th wedding anniversary. We set an agenda for our anniversary to identify what had worked for us for the past 10 years, and what we needed to do for the next 10 years to build upon that success.
We recognized that some changes had to be made, mostly because of our age. After all, we are now in our 70s. We could no longer take 5-month road trips in our camper--a big loss for us. We also could no longer take 200-mile bike rides, another loss. And our hikes now needed to range from 4 to 5 1/2 miles. No more 8 mile hikes with 1000 foot elevation gain. This meant taking more frequent, shorter hikes.
We identified some important dimensions of our life together: Being outside, being active outside, having variety in our days, trying new things, an absence of television watching, eating at home instead of dining out (except on special occasions), a lack of being involved in social media ( e.g., we have no Facebook, Instagram accounts, etc.), and having our family be our social life. We have no interest in forming new friendships--we are selfish with the limited amount of time we have left in our lives. So, it's us and family.
Our role models:
That old saying is wise, and true: Keep doing what got you there. That was the point of our discussions during our anniversary. What have we been doing that has worked and how can we continue doing what we have been doing given we are getting older?
Answer: A cabin in the mountains.
We also decided that we would like to try mountain biking. We had cycled a lot of miles in the past 10 years (over 23,000 miles), including 15,000 miles on our road bikes and 8,300 miles on our tandem around Leisure World (all but a few miles in the middle of the night).
But we can't do either of those types of cycling in Pine.
There are hundreds of miles of forest roads in the area. A mountain biker's dream. Oddly, to us, we have spent hours and hours on those roads and trails and have only seen one person on a bike. We don't get it.
After we had hiked in the area, we realized that some of the roads we might cycle on with mountain bikes would simply be too steep for our aging bodies, especially our backs and knees. So, we explored electric assist mountain bikes.
We rented a couple of them at a local shop, and loved the experience. We could get up very steep hills, but also continue to cycle ourselves and exercise our legs. They aren't motorcycles.
So, we bought a couple of top-of-the-line Rad Rover 6 Plus.
Some assembly required :)
Vicky got hers done first, and mine is almost done in this photo.
After we finished assembling them we had to figure out how to make them go....and stop.
First thing: We are not interested in speed. These are capable of 45 mph (!?!), but we will likely not ever go over 15 mph. Our goal is not speed, but instead is the exhilaration of riding on Forest Roads, seeing the beauty of the mountains, and exercising our bodies. And doing something fun together.
Then, we had to name our bikes. We have names for all of our vehicles. Our Ford Dually with the camper on it is our Turtle, because we live in it like turtles do in their shells. Our Toyota 4Runner is our desert rat. because it can scurry over harsh desert terrain. Our small teardrop is the Quail, because it always runs behind the 4-Runner like Quail run behind other Quail.
Our Rads are now named:
Dan's: Wile E.
Vicky's: Roadrunner
Dan always cycles behind Vicky so if there is a dangerous driver he will take the hit, not her. So we will look just like Wile E. Coyote chasing the Roadrunner through the desert.
Like the names?
We took our first rides on them around our neighborhood. Basically we were learning how they work. It's very different from cycling on road bikes or on our tandem.
The next day we headed off toward some trails near our home. The roads were quite rough in spots, but the bikes did well, and we learned how to navigate steep hills and rough terrain. We will need more practice at this.
It was a blast. And we learned quickly, although there will still be a learning curve because there are so many different ways of adjusting the gearing, speed, and amount of electric assist on these bikes.
And the bike is heavy compared to our road bikes--that takes some getting used to.
If one wants to, you could ride for an hour or more with just the electric assist. But our goal is to use them not just for fun but for exercise too, which means pedaling whenever we can. We view it as we are assisting the bikes, not the bikes are assisting us.
We know we going to love getting them up onto the rim for riding.
We just hope we don't end up like Captain America, though. :)
Here is a shot of Vicky on one of our trails. It's hard work navigating heavy cycles like Wile E. and Roadrunner, but the ones we chose (Rad Rover 6+) are clearly excellent machines. We still get a great workout even with the electric assist.
We can recommend the Rad Rover 6Plus without reservation.
Sunday, October 24, 2021
Heavy, man.
We have been furnishing and outfitting our cabin. It's been a lot of fun.
We started with a concept, and decorated/outfitted it according to that concept. We did the same thing with Nuestra Casa in Mesa--the concept for that home was the French Quarter in New Orleans. So we have a lot of very bright colors (no white), cast iron, and outside gardens all around the home.
Our "concept" for our cabin is, well, a mountain log cabin.
We have an excellent start because it is a log cabin--literally. So the entire outside is logs, and with the exception of a few interior walls, the inside is all logs and wood. The ceilings are all wood, for example. And the floor is a wood laminate.
Outside, the "yard" is not grass, but instead is whatever native plants choose to grow here. And our lawn decorations are the elk who graze in our yard--sometimes walking within two feet of our porch where we are sitting.
So part of the thought was simply not to mess up what it is--a mountain log cabin.
The other piece of our concept for the cabin is one of our favorite songs, Ripplin' Waters by the Nitty Gritty Dirt Band. It is a song written by a band member, Jimmy Ibbotson, and released in 1975. Here are the first part of the lyrics:
To the mornin', my woman and love
And tall pine trees are pointing us easily
To heaven above
Takes the chill away fine
Cut the telephone line
And the story's the same
That we found at a sale down the way
When some old women said that they
Needed more room for the winter
And so it passes the time
Cut the telephone line
The story's the same
I start to flutter when I hear you say
That you feel too good to go away
And you make me feel fine
By the sparkling of your diamond face
On a frayed spot put a little lace
And you make me feel fine
Warm as the mountain sunshine
On the edge of the snow line
In a meadow of columbine
Saturday, October 23, 2021
A dozen grandchildren. And we love them all so much.
On Monday (October 18) Easton Theodore was born.
He is our 12th grandchild. We have reached a dozen.
We are so blessed.
Two days later our formerly youngest grandchild, Hannah, and her mother, Mila, finally got an immigration visa and traveled to our wonderful country. Their family is now together.
It's been an awesome week.
New baby Easton
Wednesday, October 20, 2021
Made with love
I have been sewing ever since I was twelve. I knitted my first sweater the summer I turned thirteen.
My parents were children during the depression and became adults during World War II. Money was tight. Nothing was disposable in those days. Everything was used until it fell apart or was broken. Then it was put back together or fixed and used some more.
There were six children in my family, and I was the third girl born. So I wore my sisters' hand-me-downs. By the time I was twelve, my older sisters were almost six feet tall. I was just a sixth grade little girl, swamped in my big sister’s clothes.
So I taught myself how to sew, how to turn up a hem up, put tucks in a waistline, rip out zippers, and take in side seams. I taught myself how to remake a skirt or dress to fit my size.
I sewed my school dresses and all my prom and dance dresses in junior high, high school, and through my college years.
I have never stopped sewing or knitting. All my life I have sewed and knitted clothes, quilts, dolls, stuffed animals, backpacks, hats and blankets for grandchildren, children, mothers, sisters, brother, niece, and for Dan and me.
In the picture below are two of the three dolls that I made for my daughters one Christmas over 30 years ago. I made a nightgown, a dress, pantaloons, and precious little button-up leather shoes for each doll. Then I sewed a dress for each of my three girls that matched the dress that I had made for their doll.
The dolls in this picture are standing on the baby quilt that I made in 1978. Every one of my four children had this baby quilt in their crib. This is the rocking chair that I used when I fed my babies and rocked them to sleep.
The same Christmas, I made this dinosaur for my son, Owen. He was the youngest child and all he thought about at that age was dinosaurs and being an army soldier, Green Beret.
I love to create beautiful and useful items for those I love. Each stitch is made with love.
Here are some of the gifts of love that I have made in the last few years since we moved to Nuestra Casa, our home in Arizona.
Aryana’s baby blanket:
Hannah’s baby blanket:
I knitted the multicolored blue/green blanket that my sister, Silvermoon, keeps at the foot of her bed.
The blue and green multi-colored blanket on the camp chair in the photo below is the one that I knitted for Soren. I made a blanket with the same blue and green yarn for Mom Graybill several years before. It kept her warm in the hospital on her last day of her life. Kathy and Bill now have the blanket I knitted for Mom.
I knitted this blanket while Dan had open heart surgery and during his recovery. I could not think or concentrate on anything. Knitting is the only thing that kept me sane. That and because I had the privilege of caring for my love, when he could not care for himself.
In the foreground of this picture are Dan’s feet in his dorky hospital socks. I didn’t let him out of my sight the entire time he was in the hospital, including the ICU.
This blanket is in a place of honor on our couch at Nuestra Casa.
(I knitted a blanket in the same yarn as in the picture above for our niece, Tonia.)
Jules’ blanket:
Rachelle and Ryan’s blanket (The striped blanket on the bottom was knitted by Grandma Shook’s aunt in the 1880’s):
Quilt for the Quail, our teardrop trailer (this quilt and the one on our bed are reversible):
Felted purses and backpacks for Marina, Stella, Ida, Tonia, and Kathy:
Felted bag for Rachelle:
Winter hats for Diane, Mila, Ida, Wilder, Alden, Stella, and Marina:
I took some time off last winter from making gifts for our family, and knitted a present for myself—two pairs of mittens and two hats. It’s pretty cold in the desert when we’re walking andhiking early in the morning.
I had fun knitting sweaters, hats, and dresses for our little grand-babies: