68. Quilting by Lake Cobbosseecontee
Darlene started work today on her first quilt of the Fall Foliage RV Ramble. It was a puzzle to find a place where she could hang her design board, where she arranges squares into a pattern she likes. I liked how she filled the Southwind with swatches of color, and how the view outside the window on a brilliant fall day seemed to mirror some of her colors: the red of an early-turning tree, the two shades of blue in lake and sky, and the green of the other trees. We took a canoe ride just before dusk, and I swam for a while in the cool, fresh water. All in all, an idyllic day at The Birches Family Campground in Litchfield, Maine.
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Tuesday, September 12, 2006
67. The Fall Foliage RV Ramble Begins
I already appear to be at the edge of my Verizon NationalAccess wireless internet coverage, which means it has taken hours to upload this video to YouTube. There is a problem with the Southwind's levelers that will have to be taken care of tomorrow. Meanwhile, we're sleeping at a bit of a slant. But the ramble is under way, and even the mechanical trouble tells us the adventure has begun, because when we had our own little RV, it was always something, and that was part of the charm. And it turns out that the pretty little lake where we're staying, at The Birches Family Campground, plays a part in Arundel. The narrator is waiting for Benedict Arnold to arrive from Cambridge and spends a few days to shoot deer and ducks here on the winding shores of Cobosseecontee Pond.
An RVing neighbor, John Adams, helped me diagnose the leveler problem. He retired and bought a 40-foot motorhome in which he and his wife drive to Florida each winter. "In a motorhome, we become buddies again," John told me. And I know what he means. This little rolling world makes us feel like two kids out in a simpler time, even though I still sneak off at 1:30 a.m. to wrestle with the wireless internet.