TS7 Hop 2 – Saco ME to Hermon ME

TS7 Hop 2

135 miles via US 1, I-295 (through Portland), I-95, ME 69 and US 2. Cumulative tow miles: 279. Truck miles: 141. Cumulative truck miles: 285. The extra truck miles were due to refueling.

This was another (thankfully!) uneventful hop. The weather was nice and so were the roads. I arrived before 1pm and got set up, figured out that there was nothing to do with regard to the RV rally (the annual Escapees Chapter 3 Lobsterfest Rally) so I decided that this was the time to go find my brother.

Background: my younger brother, who I always viewed as a happy-go-lucky guy, dropped off the face of the earth nearly 5 years ago. No one had heard a word from him. I was worried that he might be dead. But my stepson – Jett’s son – is a private investigator and he gave me an address in Ellsworth ME where I could likely find him. So my secondary goal for these few days in Hermon was to drive the 35 miles to Ellsworth and see if he was really living there.

So that was my intent at 2:30pm on Thursday. But I started the truck, backed up about 20 feet and… the truck died. Engine quit. Couldn’t restart it. I did a quick search for a local diesel repair shop, they agreed to take the truck if I could get it to them, found a towing service, they came out and took my truck away.

The truck, disabled again

Once again my truck was in for repairs. Not a great start to the TS7. I was pretty convinced that the fuel pump had failed. I played a mental game with myself, trying to guess if it would be over or under $500. More importantly, I was trying to figure the odds on whether I was going to have to rebook all of my stops to Madison WI. I was pretty sure I would.

I had an uncomfortable night of sleep. And it wasn’t due to the heat.

But at 8:30am I called the truck shop to confirm that my truck had arrived. It had. I asked if they had had a chance to look at it. They informed me that the problem was fixed. A bubble in the fuel filter. Cost: $40. They delivered the truck to me, free of charge. I was thrilled and gave the guy who bled the bubble a $20 tip.

I figured a trip to Ellsworth would be a great road test (about 75 miles, round trip). So off I went. I found the address, knocked on the door and… it was answered by my brother. Who was, against all odds, happy to see me.

Me and my brother

A great day all around.

My one-night stay in Saco was at the Saco/Old Orchard Beach KOA. I didn’t do much there except set up, sleep and go out in the morning for fuel. It seemed like a nice campground.

Lobster and clams tomorrow. I am looking forward to that!

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“Redemption” by David Baldacci

Copyright 2019 by Columbus Rose, Ltd. Published by Grand Central Publishing, New York.

This is #5 in Baldacci’s Memory Man series, but the first of the series that I have read. I always feel that I am missing something when I don’t start at the beginning and I am undoubtedly right. There are many references in this book to events that presumably were the subject of previous books in the series. Missing some of the context certainly diminishes my enjoyment of the book.

But I will give you my take.

Amos Decker, the protagonist and the eponymous “memory man”, suffered a brain injury in college while playing football at Ohio State. As a result of his injury he remembers everything, no matter how minor or how long ago (but not before the injury). This mental abnormality plays a large role in Redemption as Decker – now an FBI agent – is approached by a man that was sent to prison for life for murdering 4 people, largely due to Decker’s investigation – his first homicide case as a police officer 13 years earlier in Burlington OH. The man, who has only weeks to live (he was released from prison due to his impending death) pleads with Decker to clear him as he was innocent.

That very night the man is murdered. Decker searches his infallible memory for any evidence that he screwed up the investigation. He initially can’t see any problem in what the police did 13 years prior, but the fact that the man was murdered (why murder a dying man?) and some doubts about how well he investigated the murders (he never, for example, read the autopsy reports) gnaw at him. He decides to look into it. His suspicion that he somehow messed up drives him to seek redemption (hence the title).

Needless to say, when he starts pulling at the strings, the case begins to unravel. More people start to die. He himself is shot at. It doesn’t take a genius – or a man with infallible memory – to realize the something is rotten in the state of Denmark.

I won’t go into the details of a very twisted plot, but I will tell you that the motive for all the mayhem is very large and very deep. But I couldn’t get past the feeling that it was all a little too contrived. Not realistic. Too many murders in a small town (it reminded me of Cabot Cove, home of Jessica Fletcher of Murder She Wrote – a little town with more murders per capita than Detroit or Miami). So while I enjoyed the book, I can’t rate it highly.

6 out of 10.

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TS7 Hop 1 – Orange MA to Saco ME

TS7 hop 1

144 miles via MA 2, I-495 (northwest of Boston), I-95 and US 1. Cumulative tow miles: 144. Truck miles: 144. Cumulative truck miles: 144.

Yes, the Seventh Trip South (TS7) has officially begun. This was a fairly short hop but I opted to avoid the NH tolls via US 1 so it was a bit slower than necessary. The thing that made it difficult was the time of day: I departed Orange at 4:30pm and hit some rush hour traffic. I didn’t arrive in Saco until after 8pm so I had to set up in the twilight. But otherwise it was a pretty simple and straightforward trip.

Actually, one other thing made this hop difficult: exhaustion. I got just 2 hours of sleep then played 2 softball games in sweltering 90-degree heat before doing all the hitch-up work. I could barely keep my eyes open while driving.

Saco is just an overnight stop. On to Bangor tomorrow.

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Florida vacation – Day 5, the long trip back to MA

The final day was a long travel day. Lili and I said goodbye to Tony and departed Ocala at 11:30am. We got to Ft Myers just after 3pm. I gave Lili a 15-minute tour of downtown Ft Myers (which is about how long it takes to see downtown Ft Myers) then stopped for some fast food at McDonald’s. Except that it wasn’t fast – we were 20 minutes in the drive-through lane. That got us to my home RV site about 30 minutes before the Uber was scheduled to arrive, so Lili got the 5-minute tour of my site (again, that is about how long it takes), then I dropped her and the luggage off at the community center, drove back to the site, left the Toyota and did the 5-minute walk back to where I left her.

Which is when the skies decided to open up. I got soaked on the 5-minute walk. Naturally the shower stopped as soon as I got to her.

The Uber showed up on time and got us to the airport by 4:30pm, in plenty of time for our 6:45pm flight. That flight was uneventful but the last flight, from Dulles to Hartford, was delayed by an hour. We didn’t get to Hartford until 1am and by the time I got the luggage and the truck and drove her home to Worcester it was 3am. I didn’t get back to the RV until 4am.

I got 2 hours of sleep then got up for my softball game. And had my best game of the year – 4 for 6. Maybe I should always play softball on short sleep.

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Florida vacation – Day 4, Universal Studios, Orlando FL

Lili and Tony at the entrance

This was the main event of this trip – a day at Universal Studios. It went well. Very hot with an afternoon shower, but many of the attractions are indoors so the shower didn’t really affect us.

First let me say that a day at Universal is not cheap. The tickets – even with the “Florida resident” discount, were $145 per person. Then they get you for parking, too – $26. At those prices you damn well better have a great time.

The only pleasant surprise, financially, was the food. The prices at the snack kiosks and restaurants in the park were suprisingly reasonable. We had lunch at an Irish pub.

A scene from the E.T. ride

Our goal was to get to as many of the adult “rides” as possible. There were about 10 in all, if you include “E.T.” (which is listed as a kiddie ride but is enjoyable for adults too).

Tony and Lili went on the “Hollywood Rip Ride Rocket” roller coaster, which they both liked (Lili rated it as the best ride at Universal) while I went on the “Race Through New York Starring Jimmy Fallon”, a 3D virtual ride which nearly made me vomit (I had to close my eyes). I would rate that as the worst ride at Universal. Tony and Lili later went on the “Fast and Furious – Supercharged” ride, another 3D virtual experience (ok, but nothing special) while I endured a 70-minute wait to get on the “Harry Potter and the Escape from Gringotts” ride, a combo roller coaster and 3D ride that I thought was spectacular. I also loved Diagon Alley with the fire-breathing dragon atop the Gringott’s Bank.

We all went on the “E.T.” ride (fun and gentle), the “Despicable Me Minion Maybem” ride (the best virtual ride in the park) and the “Men in Black Alien Attack” ride, a combo ride and arcade shooting gallery (we didn’t shoot very well). We didn’t make it to “Transformers The Ride 3D” or “Revenge of the Mummy”, both of which are supposed to be quite good but the lines were very long. We walked through Krustyland but didn’t go on “The Simpson’s Ride.”

Hollywood Rip Ride roller coaster
Fire-breathing dragon
Krustyland

We were pretty tired by the time we left at 6pm. A fun day.

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Florida vacation – Days 2 and 3, Ocala FL

Park entrance

On the evening of Day 1, my son and I went around and around about how to best spend Days 2 and 3. He was in favor of going to Busch Gardens in Tampa; I thought that would be too tiring and expensive – I preferred Homasassa Springs Wildlife State Park which I thought would be more low-key. But both were over an hour away so we finally compromised on Silver Springs State Park which was only a 15-minute drive.

Kayaking on the Silver River

I was a bit disappointed. The main attraction of the park is the glass-bottomed boats (and, in fact, the 1966 movie The Glass Bottom Boat was filmed here). The 30-minute tour was interesting but the rest of the park was basically walking trails. You can rent kayaks here and that might have been nice, but we didn’t opt for that as none of us had even kayaked before. Most surprising was that the shops were all closed for renovation and the only food in the park was a lonely food truck.

Well, we wanted low-key.

Crystal clear water
Aboard the glass-bottom boat
Lili on the walk
Tony, alligator and Lili
Tony sniffing a roll
Gopher tortoise sunning

Because we ate little (me) or nothing (Tony and Lili) at the park, we dined out at Texas Roadhouse. The meal was forgettable except for the Bread Incident. One of the reasons we went to Texas Roadhouse was that Lili really likes their bread. But on this occasion she broke a biscuit, smelled it and tossed it back. She said it “smelled like alcohol”. Now you can ask how a 15-year-old can identify the smell of alcohol, but we won’t go there. Both Tony and I smelled the roll and agreed that it did smell like alcohol. I then ate some of it and it tasted fine, but Tony complained to the waitress (who also concurred on the alcohol smell). She went to the kitchen and was told that that is the smell of the yeast.

Plausible since the roll tasted fine.

Day 3 was a do-nothing day. Lili spent the day playing video games with remote friends and, sometimes, with her father. I blogged and read. I did sneak out once to find the resident gopher tortoise sunning himself.

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Florida vacation – Day 1, Orange MA to Ocala FL

My older son, Anthony, has been begging me for years to bring his daughter, Liliani, to Florida to visit him (she lives in MA with her mother). But timing, finances and the pandemic have made that difficult. As an added problem, Liliani, who is 15 now, had never flown before and was not comfortable with the idea of traveling alone. As long as I was in Florida, accompanying her to Florida would have meant flying to Massachusetts, getting her on a flight back to Florida, then reversing the trip – two round trips for me and one for her.

But I am in Massachusetts this summer. And the thought of sharing a first plane ride with her was pretty appealing. Plus she wanted to have a day at Universal Studios Orlando, which is my favorite theme park. So, with careful planning, I realized that it would be possible to fit a 5-day trip to Florida (3 days there plus 2 travel days) into the end of my stay in Massachusetts, before I headed out on the TS7.

So on Thursday this week I drove my battle-scarred truck (now sporting two new tires on the right rear and driving very smoothly) an hour to Worcester to pick her up, then drove back to Orange, packed up Rusty’s stuff, drove him to Uncle Rays cabin in New Salem, dropped him off, returned to the RV, finished packing then drove to a Motel 6 near Bradley International Airport near Hartford CT for an overnight before our 7:45am United Airlines flight. I was not originally planning on a night in a hotel, but the blowout disaster on Wednesday rattled my faith in the truck. I figured a few bucks spent on a hotel room would buy a lot of peace of mind.

We got up at 5:45am and were out the door by 6:30am. The long-term lot where I had planned to leave the truck was full, so I had to drive to the alternate lot – more expensive but only slightly so ($8 per day instead of $6) and WAY cheaper than the long-term lot at Logan Airport in Boston ($15 per day or more). We had the bag checked and were in the security line by 6:45am.

Ready for her first flight

Where we encountered the world’s slowest TSA employee. We were only about 10th in line, but it took a full 20 minutes to clear security – a flow rate of 1/2 person per minute. We got to the gate just as boarding commenced, with no time to get coffee. But I got a cup of United Airlines coffee on the first flight – Hartford CT to Washington DC (Dulles). Not great coffee but it kept me from ripping someone’s throat out.

We had an hour layover at Dulles and we used the time to grab some pretzels and drinks. Yeah, pretzels for lunch. The second flight was a bit bumpy but got us to Ft Myers safely by 1pm. We then took a taxi to my home base, where the roads were being sealcoated. I had already arranged to have a staff person move my Toyota to a location where I could get it (just my luck – the 5-day sealcoating schedule had my site inaccessible on the one day when I needed to access it). We were in the car and on the road to Ocala by 2:30pm and arrived in Ocala at 5:45pm – exactly 12 hours after our alarm went off in the morning.

A LONG day of travel. Lili slept in the car. I didn’t.

Tony and Lili were very happy to see each other. Their smiles made it all worthwhile.

Father and daughter, reunited
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First pilgrimage and a blowout

Rusty at Jett’s grave

I used my last full day in Massachusetts to make a pilgrimage to Jett’s grave in Rockport MA. I wanted to see how her engraved headstone looked (pretty good, I think) and to say all the things that, in retrospect, I should have said while she was alive. Like “thank you for a wonderful life together.”

I took Rusty and let him see the grave, against cemetery rules. He was unimpressed.

Clam strip lunch

I was also hoping to get some candy at Tuck’s. But it is peak tourist season in Rockport and my truck is huge, so it quickly became apparent that I would be unable to park anywhere near the store. My consolation prize was a clam strip lunch at Woodman’s of Essex, one of the finest fried seafood places in New England. I did take-out so that Rusty wouldn’t be alone in the truck. I enjoyed the feast very much.

To that point it had been a fine day. However, that all changed as I was about to exit I-95 in Waltham to make a quick stop at Costco (yes, it is possible to make a quick stop at Costco). BLAM! My right rear outer tire exploded. To call is a “blowout” would be understating the event. The tire exploded with such force that it took out most of the truck’s right rear quarter-panel. Serious damage – probably over $2,000. But because the truck has dual rear wheels, I didn’t even have to get a tow – I just drove the truck 30 miles to my local tire dealer and made an appointment to replace the tire the next day.

The blowout damage

I checked with a GMC dealer on how readily available this part would be. I figured that it might be difficult finding such a large part for a 17-year-old truck. And I was right – there is precisely one part available in the US and it is in Nebraska. There are other options to be investigated (e.g., after-market parts or junk parts) but it is pretty clear that this will not be a quick fix.

What caused this catastrophic tire failure? My first thought was that my tire pressure gauge was faulty and I had over-inflated the tire. But after buying a new gauge I found that the pressures in the remaining tires were all exactly what I wanted. Was the tire worn? It had over 40,000 miles but still had plenty of tread – it would have passed inspection. And even worn tires are not supposed to explode.

So my current theory is that it was a bad tire. It was a Goodyear Wrangler which has a sad history of exploding. The good news? I wasn’t standing next to it when it blew up. I wasn’t hauling an 8-ton fifth wheel. I wasn’t trying to make a 7:45am flight (which is what I will be doing tomorrow). And I was in the right-hand lane so the flying shrapnel didn’t damage any other vehicles or people. And I don’t think it will delay the TS7.

But I will never buy another Goodyear tire.

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“Damaged” by Lisa Scottoline

Copyright 2016 by Smart Blond, LLC. Published by St Martin’s Press, New York.

I think I have criticized Scottoline before as being too “girly” – spending a lot of time and verbiage on feminine things. That may be a feature for some, but not for a macho man like me. In this book, in which Mary DeNunzio is preparing for a second marriage, an entire chapter is devoted to her dress fitting. Not exactly “must read” prose for those of us with testosterone.

I have another complaint about this particular book: it sometimes reads like a primer on family law. Necessary, perhaps, as this is a mystery involving child abuse and placement, but not the kind of stuff that normally makes me want to not put the book down.

Yet I didn’t want to put the book down. I think that says a lot about Scottoline’s skill as an author. She manages to make even the dry stuff compelling.

Quick synopsis: Mary is engaged by Edward O’Brien, the paternal grandfather of 10-year-old Patrick O’Brien, a dyslexic student who is unable to read and has been sued by a teacher’s aide for allegedly attacking him with a scissors. Mary gets Patrick’s side of the story, which is that the aide has been verbally and physically abusing him and, in fact, struck him in the face (with a bruise to back him up). Patrick denies attacking the aide. Mary quickly gets Patrick interviewed by a child abuse social worker who believes Patrick’s side and also lines up private schooling to address his dyslexia. Everything is going well until…

Edward dies in his sleep that very night. Mary discovers the dead Edward, who has soiled the sheets. She does all the right things – calling the police, finding the will, calling the executor. She even washes the sheets so that Patrick won’t notice the mess. All very sad. Mary, who has quickly bonded with the now-orphaned Patrick, decides to become his legal guardian (without consulting her fiancĂ©e!). She goes to the guardianship hearing expecting to get custody of Patrick, but…

It is revealed in the hearing that the police are investigating Patrick for suspicion of murder. And are investigating Mary as a possible accomplice. Edward’s cause of death was an insulin overdose (he was diabetic) and both Patrick’s and Mary’s fingerprints are found on the fatal syringe.

Suddenly the “simple” civil lawsuit has become a criminal case, with Mary in legal jeopardy.

It is a quick read. It kept me interested. That outweighs the heavy “girl” orientation.

8 out of 10.

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Breaking the golf fast

Me, Nancy and Roger

Partly due to Jett’s illness and partly due to the pandemic, I had not golfed since the summer of 2019 – 2 years! That golf fast came to an end a couple of days ago with a round that I played with college friend Roger, his wife Nancy and their son Rigel. I was terrible, of course, no surprise there. But I did make a handful of really nice shots – enough to convince me that I could be really good if only I played more.

Such is the seduction of the game of golf.

This turned out to be a physical ordeal. Due to the wet July weather, the course was very soggy (I can blame the conditions for my poor score). So soggy that we decided to walk rather than get a golf cart that would just get bogged down in the mud. So I carried my heavy golf bag over 6,000 yards (more than 3 miles) in temperate (high 70s) but very humid conditions. By the time I got back to the RV I was so exhausted that I sat for an hour and did nothing but drink lemonade.

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