It was such a beautiful day that several balloonists decided to go for an aerial stroll.
Fall foliage
Winding down the marina season
But there are still moments when the lake is beautiful. When the wind dies down and the sun is low in the sky or a storm passes by and a rainbow appears… the beauty is nearly breathtaking. At those times the job is not boring at all.
Montreal, Quebec
The hightlight of our trip was lunch at Lester’s Deli, an iconic Montreal deli famous for its “smoked meat” sandwiches. I, of course, had to try one. The smoked meat is brisket and the result is a smoky version of a corned beef sandwich. Pretty good. I also ordered a side of poutine, a Montreal staple. It is a pile of French fries, soaked in gravy and covered with melted cheese. It sounds disgusting, right? But I was assured that if I tried it I would love it. So I tried it. It is disgusting.
We also wandered the area around Lester’s and were surprised to find that it had a heavy Hassidic Jewish population. There was some interesting architecture as well. I don’t recall ever seeing triple-deckers with three front doors. I would like to tour one of these buildings sometime and see how the stairs are arranged. We also saw many buildings where the main entrance was on the second floor, with some *very* long staircases to the front door. I had to wonder how dangerous those stairs would be in the winter.We drove around some other neighborhoods but found the traffic and the parking conditions to be daunting, so we only got out of the car on top of Mont Royal. There is a terrific panoramic view of the city from that promontory, but the photo didn’t turn out. Don’t know why. I guess you will either have to take my word for it or go see it for yourself.
Plattsburgh NY
By most measures – including “as the crow flies” – we are closer to Plattsburgh, NY, than we are to Burlington, VT. When we Googled the nearest Walmart we found that it was in Plattsburgh. But we never went to Plattsburgh, despite its proximity. Until two weeks ago.
Why? Because it is a ferry ride away. A $21 round-trip ferry ride. It is a nice ferry and it runs frequently, but I was not about to pay $21 to get some discounted Walmart goods.
But I remained curious and, so, when Jett was away and the Sierra was in the shop, I decided to make the ferry trek to Plattsburgh in my rented Toyota.
It was an interesting ferry ride, but it wasn’t exactly a pot of gold at the other end. Plattsburgh seems to be a fairly sleepy old mill town (there is still a Georgia-Pacific mill there). It looks like they have done a credible job of going upscale downtown – sidewalk restaurants and only a few empty storefronts – but it has none of the energy that Burlington exudes. I stayed for less than an hour, so it wasn’t an in-depth exploration. But I felt that I had seen all I wanted to see. I feel no urge to return.
Sierra surgery
Way back in June I was informed that my 2005 GMC Sierra pickup truck would need a new head gasket. For those of you who aren’t familiar with internal combustion engines, the head gasket is a large, complex gasket that fits between the engine block and the “head” – the piece that caps the cylinders. Its purpose is to ensure a tight seal on the cylinders, keeping oil and coolant from getting into the cylinders and preventing high-pressure combustion gases from escaping into the cooling system. It is a very important piece of a very complex puzzle.
And it is a bitch to replace. The engine must be pulled out of the vehicle, then completely disassembled, cleaned and reassembled with the new gasket installed. The original estimate was $3,000 but I expected it would be substantially more, probably $4,000 after adding in parts and state tax. Well, I was low. The final cost was $5,574.05. There was “extra labor”, glow plugs (i.e., spark plugs for diesels), thermostats and two injector return hoses.
This truck is important to our lifestyle. Our fifth wheel goes nowhere without it. As we needed to vacate our current location by Oct 22, it was vitally important that we have a functioning truck by that date. I briefly considered trading it in on a newer used truck, but could find no suitable replacement. Buying a new one would mean an additional $60,000 of debt, which was not palatable. And the truck has only 127,000 miles, which is nothing for a diesel engine.
So it was with a great deal of trepidation that I handed over the keys for what would be nearly a two-week job. My trepidation was not diminished when, a week into the job, I stopped by the Keeler Bay Service and Sales to check on the progress and found the truck sitting outside with the engine in about a thousand pieces, filling the back seat and much of the bed of the truck. Nor was I soothed when I inquired as to status and they said that the repairs were being delayed because the wrong gasket had been delivered to them. Nail-biting time.
Well, the repairs were completed and the truck was returned to me a week ago. I took it for a 100-mile test drive yesterday and it seems ok. I wasn’t towing anything, so I still am not completely sanguine about the situation. But I have built some confidence that they didn’t make it worse.
That sounds like faint praise, but the fact is that I was very worried that they might do exactly that. I drove the truck all summer – not far, but frequently – and we did use it to tow the RV to the Escapade in July. It was operating flawlessly, which made the decision to invest over $4.000 all the more difficult. But Mitch, the owner of the Keeler Bay shop, told me that they found oil in the coolant when they took the engine apart, which was a symptom of impending doom. He assured me that the engine would have been destroyed if I had further delayed the repairs.
So now, $5,500 later, I have a truck that operates as well as it did before. But will (hopefully) last for years.
Burlington, with friends
Thank God for family and friends. We might have never seen Burlington this summer had we not had guests. I have already reported on the visit by Jett’s sisters. More recently we spent a very pleasant afternoon with my college roommate, Roger, and his lovely wife Nancy. It was a day when Jett was feeling well enough to walk a bit, so we met Roger, Nancy and their dog Zelda in downtown Burlington and spent some time exploring. We found the waterfront – both the elevated park above the lake and the park and commercial area at the shore – and had a very nice early dinner at a sidewalk restaurant.
We started with a stroll up the Church St pedestrian mall, which is, I think, the heart of Burlington. It is a great place to people-watch, have lunch and shop. Being Vermont, it has a Ben & Jerry’s ice cream shop which, appropriately, is located on Cherry St (with an sign that suggests that it is actually “Cherry Garcia St.).
There is also a rather unique water fountain nearby. Looks like a prop from Rollerball.
The First Unitarian Church anchors the northern end of Church St. Beautiful structure.
After Church St we wandered down to Battery Park, which overlooks Lake Champlain, then strolled down to the Waterfront Park. I fortified myself with a maple-flavored “creemie” (soft-serve ice cream), then we fought our way back uphill to Church St. We finished with a late lunch/early dinner at Ri Rá Irish Pub.
Thanks, Roger and Nancy, for giving us a reason to see this beautiful city.
Champlain Valley Fair
We also, of course, stuffed our faces with the usual assortment of fair foods. Funnel cake, french fries, sno-cones, bratwurst. To our credit, I think, we passed on the deep-fried oreos and bacon.
One weird thing on display: an old, gas-powered washing machine. Never saw one of those before.
We also came within an inch of buying into satellite TV. Dish had a nice fair special and we got to the point of handing over our credit card before we discovered – and the salesman discovered – that the RV service did not support DVR. Well, Jett has to have a DVR. So we will keep looking.But despite that disappointment it was a fun, sunny day at the fair.
The ever-changing view from the marina
Even on a dreary day the view from the marina office is pleasant. On a sunny day – or a stormy day with sunny breaks – the view can be absolutely breathtaking. I particularly like the marina when the sun gets low in the sky and long shadows mix with bright boat profiles.
Bored at the marina
The marina was very busy this summer, except for those few days when the weather was bad. But even on those days I had maintenance chores to keep me busy: power-washing the pontoon boats, replacing worn boards on the docks, etc. Now, post-Labor Day, business has fallen off the cliff. On Sunday the wind was blowing so no one wanted to be on the lake. No rentals, no gas sales. And no maintenance chores. The resort is planning to replace the docks next year, so no more dock maintenance is needed. The pontoon boats are all clean and the minor maintenance tasks have all been completed. What to do, what to do?
Sudoku. For about an hour.
Reading. But the book I am on now hasn’t piqued my interest yet. Another hour.
That leaves about 8 hours to fill. Fortunately the marina office has a fine internet connection. Also, fortunately, it was the first week of the NFL season, the Red Sox were fighting for first place in Toronto and my four fantasy baseball teams could all be monitored as the real games were being played. Thanks to the internet, I was able to follow the play-by-play progress of all of these in real time. It brightened an otherwise very dull day.
There were some very exciting, nail-biter NFL games, the Red Sox won a back-and-forth affair on a Big Papi homer and my fantasy teams all did very well (one has a 27-game lead in a 12-team league!).
Thanks, internet, for entertaining me at “work”.
RV water torture. the continuing saga
Our fresh water overflow problem is back. After mysteriously disappearing two months ago, it reappeared after I (belatedly) replaced the anode rod in our hot water heater a couple of days ago. To perform that little task, I had to turn off the water supply for about 20 minutes. A few hours after turning the water on again, the overflow reappeared. Drip, drip, drip. Torture.
Now please understand that the hot water heater cannot be blamed. Yes, water could flow from the fresh water tank to the hot water heater if the water pump was activated, which it was not. Turning off the water was a simple act of closing the valve at the utility post. I did not do ANYTHING with the water controls in the RV. So I cannot think of any reason why this simple task would cause the problem to resurface.
Several attempts to “fix” the problem (i.e., make it disappear again) – by turning the 4-way water flow valve that was replaced earlier this summer – have had no effect.
Frustrating.
For those of you who have no idea what an anode rod looks like, see the photo. This is a zinc rod which has the effect of protecting the innards of the hot water heater from corrosion by sacrificing itself to corrosion. A chemical engineer could probably explain it further.