Monthly Archives: November 2013

Directionally Challenged

The route around Mission Bay can be confusing for people unfamiliar with the area. The roads cross at odd angles and have many curves. It’s not all east/west or north/south. Donna can be a little directionally challenged at times. When  we first met, she didn’t know her way around Phoenix as she didn’t travel much beyond Scottsdale and Fountain Hills.

When we moved to Michigan, she made an effort to learn her way around. She actually ended up knowing how to navigate downtown Detroit better than I did. She also learned her way around the complex roads around the lakes in the west side of Oakland County.

San Diego has been challenging for her. She getting it though. Riding our bicycles around the bay and the beaches help. On Monday, she was riding the scooter home from Liberty Station in Point Loma. She missed the Sea World Drive exit and found herself crossing the Ingraham Street bridge. She knew it wasn’t where she should have been.

Once she crossed the bridge though, she saw Crown Point Drive and knew that if she turned there, she could find her way home because Crown Point Drive is on her regular bicycling route.

I’ve posted pictures of points around Mission Bay before. Today I’ll post pictures taken yesterday, showing view points I haven’t posted before. Please click on the photos to enlarge.

View looking north from east Mission Bay, north of the Hilton hotel

View looking north from east Mission Bay, north of the Hilton hotel

View to the west from Sea World bike path - south Mission Bay

View to the west from Sea World bike path – south Mission Bay

View to the east from West Mission Bay Drive bridge

View to the east from West Mission Bay Drive bridge

West Mission Bay Drive bridge viewed from the water at Quivera Basin

West Mission Bay Drive bridge viewed from the water near Quivera Basin

Last evening I went for a boat ride with Bud and Mona. Donna didn’t join us as she needed to prepare for an interview she had scheduled this morning with Better Homes and Gardens magazine. We cruised out past the jetty at the mouth of Mission Bay into the Pacific Ocean. We returned to De Anza just after sunset.

Sunset at the jetty

Sunset at the jetty

Bud and Mona joined us for dinner. Donna prepared picadillo for us and it was delicious. This was the dish she prepared on Friday night that had to be thrown out after she accidentally knocked over her glass of wine and it broke in the pan.

Pan full of picadillo

Pan full of picadillo
Picadillo served over spaghetti

Picadillo served over spaghetti

Today we expect another warm, sunny day. A cold front is coming our way though. Maybe in San Diego it should be called a cool front. Day time temperatures will drop to the mid 60s.

 

 

 

 

Black Coach Guy

Yesterday, the weather didn’t cooperate with the forecast. The offshore flow weakened and we had high cloud cover for most of the day. It wasn’t cold – we just didn’t have the clear, sunny day we expected.

Donna had a Skype interview at 11am with Smead Organamics that will be broadcast next spring. I headed out on my bike at 10am. I planned to ride for a couple of hours to give her space to prepare for and complete her interview. I rode the usual loop of Fiesta Island, Mission Beach and Pacific Beach.

In Pacific Beach, I rode up to the taco stand on the corner of Hornblend and Mission Boulevard. I think the building the taco stand occupies used be Der Wienerschnitzel back in the 70s. Taco stands are common throughout the southwest. In southern California, they are especially popular in the beach communities. I love the variety of tacos we find here. I had a three mini-taco plate made with pollo asado (grilled chicken).

I arrived back home just as Donna finished her Skype interview. I puttered around for bit then set up my guitar amp/stand outside and practiced for a while.

There’s a creepy motorhome in a site across from us, a few sites west of our location. I call it creepy and I’ll try to explain why. The coach is painted black. The black paint looks like it came out of a spray paint can – make that several spray paint cans. It was applied over the graphics that once adorned the coach. The outline of the graphics can still be seen though the entire body of the coach is black.

The upper grill has been replaced with a shiny metal plate. The lower grill is all black. The windshield shade consists of a Monster Energy Drink poster covering the driver’s side and Tyvek insulation panel on the passenger side. There are no logos or markings to indicate the original make of the motorhome.

It’s been here for a few weeks now. There isn’t a car, motorcycle, bicycle or any other conveyance at the site. The only occupant of the coach seems to stay inside most of the time, only making brief appearances when he goes to the public restroom. He appears to be in his thirties with long dark hair.

Yesterday, after I finished practicing guitar and put my guitar and amp away, I was standing outside. The black coach guy appeared at the back of our site. He approached me and said, “I heard you jamming. We should get together.” I asked him if he played. He mumbled something about a harmonica and click track. Then he suddenly said, “Do you have any beer?”

I thought this was strange. I also thought about the fact that he doesn’t have any way to get to the store other than walk or drive out of here in his motorhome. I gave him a couple of cans of beer, mainly to make him go away. I told him I had to go inside and get ready for visitors. He went back to his coach.

I was telling him the truth. Donna’s friend, Kathi, and her husband Rob were coming over to pick us up at 3:30pm. We planned to go to Ocean Beach to a place called South Beach Bar and Grill. It’s located at the foot of Newport Avenue. The upstairs bar overlooks the beach just north of the Ocean Beach pier.

View from the South Beach Bar and Grill in Ocean Beach

View from the South Beach Bar and Grill in Ocean Beach

We planned to watch the sunset over the ocean from the upstairs bar. On the way there we joked about the overcast sky and lack of sunset. A few minutes after we were seated, the sky began to clear. We had a sunset after all!

At the South Beach Bar and grill with Kathi, Rob and Donna

At the South Beach Bar and grill with Kathi, Rob and Donna

It was Taco Tuesday. Although I had eaten tacos for lunch, this place is famous for their fish tacos and I didn’t mind having tacos again. On Taco Tuesday, all the tacos except the lobster taco are only $2.50 each. Donna ordered the grilled mahi taco. Kathi had the grilled wahoo. Rob ordered two fried pollock tacos (Baja style). I had two grilled yellowfin tuna tacos. We all had them made with corn tortillas. Donna’s sister, Sheila, said that this was the place that has the best fish tacos and she was right. They were outstanding. They don’t skimp on the fish either – each taco is made with a generous portion of fish.

Rob and I enjoyed a couple of IPAs with our meal. Kathi had a brown ale from Montana called Moose Drool. Donna had a glass of red wine.

We came back to our motorhome and sat together chatting for a couple of hours. Rob has a press release distribution agency called prREACH. Kathi is a professional organizer and author and also does image consulting through her business. That’s how Donna and Kathi met.

We learned that Kathi also has an extensive background with sailboats and worked as first mate on a few boats. She actually has a captain’s license and can sail commercial vessels. Rob served in the US Coast Guard and also knows a thing or two about ships. We really enjoyed their company and look forward to getting together again.

One of the things I love about our nomadic lifestyle is the opportunity to meet and make new friends as we travel about.

Today, there isn’t a cloud in the sky. The forecast calls for temperatures to reach 80 degrees on the coast and into the 90s inland. Tomorrow a cold front will move in. We will be in the 60s by the weekend.

All About the Beer

Yesterday while I was waiting for Donna to return from her exercise class, our neighbor, Bud, stopped by. He said he would be running errands a little later in the morning and asked if I wanted to go along. He wanted company and it also would give me an opportunity to pick up a few things.

I called the insurance adjuster at Progressive. I told her about the police recovering my abandoned trailer. She told me to not do anything at this time. She would contact the impound yard and would inform me of next steps.

Donna returned later than usual. She stopped at Trader Joe’s on the way home from her class and bought some groceries. Around 11am, Bud and I headed out. We stopped at Home Depot where I bought a cordless drill/driver. From there we went to Walmart where Bud bought a new sewer hose for his RV.

After we returned and had lunch, Bud wanted to know where Trader Joe’s was. Donna told us how to find the Trader Joe’s on Garnet Avenue in Pacific Beach. I went there with Bud and bought a few beers. I bought a one-quart jug of black and tan called Mississippi Mud. This is a blend of porter and lager. I also bought a couple of India Pale Ales (IPAs). The Trader Joe’s house brand is called Boatswain (say bo’sun). One of the IPAs I bought is Boatswain American IPA. It’s typical of the style with 6.7% alcohol by volume (ABV). The other one is called Boatswain Twin Screw Steamer which is a double IPA with 8.4% ABV.

I mentioned drinking IPA in yesterday’s post. When I lived in Mesa, Arizona I brewed my own beer in five-gallon batches. Pale ale and IPA were styles I brewed frequently. I belonged to a homebrew beer club there – the Arizona Society of Homebrewers (ASH). I like IPA and I’d like to share a little background on this beer.

In the 18th and 19th century, beer played an important role in the British Empire. The British navy supplied beer to sailors aboard ships. The vitamin B in beer was conducive to good health. British Admiralty ships stationed in the English Channel issued one gallon of beer per day to each sailor.

As the British Empire grew, beer storage aboard ships became problematic. In cooler climates, they didn’t have problems. However, in warmer climates the beer often soured or spoiled. The British occupation of India and the commercial success of the East India Company meant many Brits were in India. They wanted beer. In the days before refrigeration and climate control, brewing in hot climates didn’t produce a desirable beer.

Ships sailing from London to India made the trip primarily to return with silks and spices. This was lucrative business. They also wanted to carry goods to India to earn money both ways. Beer was an obvious export product for two reasons – market demand and inexpensive shipping.

The problem with shipping beer to India was the rigorous journey. The beer casks were shaken in the hold. The trip took weeks. The surface temperature of the oceans would vary greatly, from the low 50s near England to more than 80 degrees near the equator. This temperature variation would continue as temperatures dropped around the Cape of Good Hope and then rose again in the Indian Ocean. Constantly agitating the beer and subjecting it to temperature swings often ruined the beer; i.e., it would arrive in India flat and sour.

An English brewer named Hodgson came up with a solution. He brewed a beer with higher sugar content (a higher original gravity) which resulted in higher alcohol content once fermented. The higher original gravity meant the beer was sweet and somewhat heavy. He offset the sweetness with additional hops, raising the bitterness of the beer. He also added more hops to the cask before shipping.

Without refrigeration, the alcohol content would prevent microbial action on the beer. The isohumulone content of the hops inhibited Lactobacillus growth. Hodgson also casked the beer before it was fully aged. Some fermentation occurred as the beer cask was sloshed around in the hold of the ship. The result was a lively, carbonated, high-alcohol and bitter beer arriving in India.

This style caught on. In Great Britain, the beers of the day were dark porters and stouts, or sweet brown ales. In the tropics, these beers couldn’t survive. The IPA style was suited for the tropics and people’s taste seemed to swing to the pale ales there.

There’s a legend regarding the introduction of IPA in the home market. In 1827, a ship carrying cargo to India wrecked in the Irish Sea. The contents recovered from the hold were auctioned off. The IPA in the hold was bottled and sold locally. With this introduction and demand from sailors and ex-pats returning from India, the local market for IPA was born.

There’s a Wikipedia article that poo-poos most of what I’ve written. They claim records showing porter shipped to India in the early 1800s proves that high alcohol and high hop content weren’t necessary. These shipping records only prove that some brewers took the chance of shipping their brew. It doesn’t document whether the brew was drinkable once it made the voyage. There are plenty of references supporting the story of the development of IPA. If you’re interested, you can read more here.

Today IPA has evolved into a few distinct styles. There’s the British IPA which tends to be somewhat malty. There’s American east coast IPA, which has higher alcohol content than the British IPAs and  more hoppy bitterness. Then there’s American west coast IPA, which is even hoppier and presents hints of citrus or floral flavorings depending on which finishing hops are used.

I think I’ll go for a bike ride now and enjoy the weather before it gets too warm. Later, in the heat of the day, I might enjoy an IPA.

 

Weekend Surprise

We started the weekend by going out on the bay Saturday morning. Our neighbors, Bud and Mona, invited us to join them. Donna and Mona took stand-up paddleboards while Bud and I followed them in kayaks. We paddled out of De Anza Cove and entered the bay. We made our way around to Rose inlet where we pulled out after about an hour and walked back to the park. I wish I had pictures, but I was afraid to take a camera out on the water.

When we returned, Donna cooked a mushroom frittata for the four of us. We enjoyed our breakfast outdoors, under clear blue skies. The weather has been dominated by high pressure over the desert to the east. This creates airflow from east to west, what they locally call an offshore flow. The offshore flow keeps the marine moisture well out to sea. The skies remain clear along the coast.

Sometimes the high pressure over the desert can become extreme. When that happens, high winds blow over the coastal mountains and through the valleys to the coast. These high winds are called Santa Ana winds. They can become problematic as the air is very dry. The dry wind can quickly fan the flames of any fires and cause wildfires to spread.

So far, we’ve only had mild offshore flow, which creates very nice weather conditions. The offshore flow is forecast to continue for several more days. We should have temperatures in the 80s by Wednesday.

Around 11:30am, my daughter, Shauna, picked us up and we drove to Sun City to visit my step-dad. Along the way we stopped for lunch at Hana Sushi in Menifee. We gorged ourselves with sushi rolls (maki) and nigiri. While we were eating, my cell phone rang and the display showed “Restricted Call.”

This display piqued my curiosity. I stepped outside and took the call. It was a San Diego police officer. He told me they found our trailer abandoned in Kearny Mesa. I wasn’t expecting this at all. The trailer is in an impound yard now. I don’t know what condition it’s in.  I’ll talk to my insurance adjuster this morning and see what my next steps are.

We spent a couple of hours visiting my step-dad, Ken. We talked about having him come down to San Diego and spend Thanksgiving with us. We booked a room for him in Old Town for Thanksgiving night. I’ll bring him down here for a couple days.

Yesterday, I spent the day lazing around the coach and catching the NFL action. Close games in New York, Baltimore and Chicago. I didn’t fare well in the football pool. Inconsistent defense did the Chargers in as they lost to Denver.

While I watched the Chargers game, I sampled a couple of beers brewed in San Diego. San Diego is a hotbed for micro breweries. Yesterday, I drank India Pale Ale (IPA) style beer from Ballast Point Brewing. The first one is called Big Eye IPA. It is 7% ABV, and hopped with American Columbus and Centennial hops. The other IPA from Ballast Point is called Sculpin. This popular brew is made with undisclosed hops, is also 7% ABV and has a citrusy flavor. Both are good examples of the IPA style of beer.

Ballast Point IPAs

Ballast Point IPAs

Today is Veterans Day. In honor of our country’s veterans, a trip up to the Mount Soledad Memorial may be in order. You can read about it here.

Mount Soledad, San Diego (file photo found on flicker)

Mount Soledad, San Diego (file photo found on flickr)

Today I’ll cruise with Bud and do some shopping. He has a few things he needs to pick up and I’ll shop for new tools.

 

Freaky Friday

With the way things went yesterday, you would think it was Friday the 13th. We had a couple of mishaps, but it could always be worse.

Yesterday I dumped our holding tanks. I have a routine I follow for this. Since we’ve hit the road I’ve done this at least 20 times. I usually dump the tanks every five days or so. The set routine is this: open the dump valve on the black water tank. It drains quickly through a 3″ pipe and hose. If the tank is about 2/3 full, it takes about 35 seconds to drain. Then I close the valve and fill with fresh water. Our coach is equipped with a Swan San-i-Flush system. This set-up sprays fresh water into the tank when I open a valve. I fill for 12 minutes. This is the amount of time it takes to fill the tank 2/3 full. Then I drain and repeat. Once the black tank has been rinsed twice, I close the drain and add a few gallons of water and put a treatment down the toilet. Then I drain and flush the gray water tank. The gray water is shower and kitchen sink waste.

I always check my watch when I’m flushing the  tank. 12 minutes puts the right amount of  water into the holding tanks. Yesterday, I drained the black water tank. I flushed for 12 minutes and drained. I checked my watch and started the second flush. For some reason, I went inside the coach. I usually stay outside and keep an eye on things. Once I was inside, I sat in front of my laptop and became distracted. I was checking e-mail when Donna said, “I hear water or something in the bathroom.” I looked at my watch and said, “Oh sh!t.”

More than 15 minutes had elapsed since I started flushing the tank with fresh water. I jumped up and dashed out the door. I ran to the wet bay and opened the black water valve. Whoosh…it drained vigorously for about 45 seconds. Our bathroom sink is plumbed into the black tank. What Donna heard was water backing up into the sink and overflowing onto the floor. The toilet seals, so it didn’t come up through the toilet.

Once I had the valve open, I came back inside. Lucky for us, Donna heard the water as soon as it overflowed. We mopped up the counter and floor, then Donna sanitized everything. This could have been a real disaster. Lesson learned: stick to my routine. Do not leave the wet bay area when flushing the tank. Do not let myself become distracted.

I put the towels we used for clean-up into a trash bag and went to the park’s laundromat to wash them. I usually take about 40 minutes to dump and rinse the holding tanks. Adding clean-up and laundry time made it a two-hour job.

The afternoon was uneventful. I returned the unused gallon of paint I bought for the trailer floor and received a $26 credit. It was a beautiful afternoon, clear skies and temperature in the mid 70s. The Snack Shack had a special – homemade chili and a grilled cheese sandwich for $5. I had that and sat outside reading.

Last evening Donna was preparing picadillo for dinner. This is a Cuban dish made with ground beef, onions, garlic, diced tomatoes, green olives, raisins and green apples. It’s spiced with cinnamon and cumin. It’s served over rice or spaghetti and it’s one of my favorite dishes.

Donna had a glass of wine on the counter next to the stove. The picadillo was simmering on the cooktop, just about ready to serve. Donna turned and accidentally bumped the glass of wine. The glass fell over onto the pan, breaking into pieces in the picadillo. Oh no! And we had another mess to clean up.

I threw out the picadillo. We had pizza delivered from Big Kahuna in Pacific Beach and sat outside with our neighbors around the fire. What a day.

Bud's washtub firepit

Bud’s washtub firepit

This morning we are planning to go out on the bay with our neighbors, Bud and Mona. Donna will try the stand-up paddle board and I will kayak. Later, my daughter, Shauna will take us up to Sun City to visit my step-dad.

Project of the Day

After I posted to the blog yesterday, Donna and I went for a bike ride. We did a lap on Fiesta Island then rode past Sea World and Dana Landing. We completed the loop by following the Bay Walk around Mission Bay back to the RV park. By the time we finished our ride, it was time for lunch.

After lunch, my project for the day was painting the floor of our new cargo trailer. The trailer floor is coated on the outside, underneath the trailer. I like to seal the floor on the inside. It makes the floor more durable and doesn’t allow spilled liquids to soak in and weaken the plywood. For this project I bought Glidden Porch and Floor paint, a paint brush and a cheap roller with tray.

I started by sweeping the trailer and cleaning the floor.

Bare floor

Bare floor

Then I masked areas I didn’t want to paint with blue painter’s tape. This took about an hour.

Masked with blue painters tape

Masked with blue painter’s tape

I used a paint brush to work around the edges and any areas that would hard to reach with a roller. Then I used the roller to complete the job.

The paint looks darker than life in this photo

The wet paint looks more blue than gray in this photo.

I was surprised at how well the Glidden Porch and Floor paint covered the plywood. When I painted the floor of our last trailer, I used a Valspar paint. The plywood soaked up so much of that paint, I needed two gallons to complete the job. The Glidden paint covered so well that I was able to apply two coats of paint with only one gallon!

Jon done!

Job done!

I bought two gallons of the paint, anticipating a similar result as the last time. I’ll return one gallon to Walmart – $25 bonus!

The entire job took about two and a half hours. Most of the time I was either sitting and leaning forward as I taped or used the paint brush or I was standing, bending down to use the roller on the floor. By the time I was finished, I could hardly straighten up. I had pretty bad lower back pain for the rest of the day.

Donna prepared Baja style blackened tilapia fish tacos for dinner. The were so good, I imagined I was down in San Felipe.

Baja style fish tacos

Baja style fish tacos

I told Donna about the time my friend Jimbo and I rode our bicycles from Mexicali to San Felipe. San Felipe is a little fishing village on the east side of Baja California on the Gulf of California. We made the 120 mile ride and were famished. We each ate half a dozen fish tacos and washed them down with an equal number of beers. This was back when the dollar was king and the peso de-valued. I think our bill came out to couple of bucks each.

This morning I still have a backache. I think I’ll take it easy today.

Double-Locked Security

Our new cargo trailer was delivered yesterday. It arrived around 1pm. Mike from TrailersPlus dropped it in the lot across from the security shack, which is manned 24/7. When we first arrived here at Mission Bay RV Resort, we wanted to drop our trailer there. But the lot was quite full at the time and there wasn’t enough room to maneuver the trailer behind our 37′ motorhome.

We dropped our trailer in the alternate lot next to the park office. This lot is a little more 1,000 feet from the security shack. The road curves, so the security guard doesn’t have the lot in his line of sight. They do a drive-through periodically, but they didn’t notice the theft of my cargo trailer from that lot. The primary lot by the security shack is fairly empty now and that’s where our new trailer will stay.

I added a coupler lock on the trailer tongue in addition to a pin lock like I had before. This double security should make it harder for a thief to steal our trailer. Today I’ll paint the floor and ramp door. Then I need to install a wheel chock for the scooter, but before I can do that, I need to buy new tools.

Trailer coupler lock

Trailer coupler lock

Coupler lock and pin lock on trailer

Coupler lock and pin lock on trailer

I didn’t have time to paint yesterday. I needed to scan some documents. Before I could do that I needed to update my printer software. This turned out to be a long, frustrating process. HP’s install wizard kept locking up. It automatically installed a lot of software I didn’t want. I spent over an hour trying to get the scanning program to work.

By the time I scanned and e-mailed my documents, it was time to fire up the grill. I grilled Morrocan-spiced boneless chicken thighs and veggies around 3pm. I cooked dinner early so Donna could take it on the boat with Bud and Mona for a sunset cruise. I didn’t go out on the boat because I had arranged to pick up my daughter, Shauna, downtown at 5:30pm. With the rush-hour traffic, I would have to leave by 5pm.

Bud and Mona

Bud and Mona

Sunset at the Mission Bay jetty from the stern of Bud's boat

Sunset at the Mission Bay jetty from the stern of Bud’s boat

Shauna dropped me off around 6pm and took her car. Shortly after I returned, Bud, Mona and Donna returned from their boat cruise. They didn’t have dinner on the boat after all, so we sat at the picnic table and dined together. They told me about their cruise. They went out past the jetty into the Pacific Ocean. The water was much rougher once they left the bay. With the boat rocking in the swell, setting dinner plates was out of the question.

Morrocan spiced chicken with grilled veggies served cold over salad

Morrocan spiced chicken with grilled veggies served cold over salad

I enjoyed a bottle of Anderson Valley Barney Flats Oatmeal Stout with the meal. Donna bought a few different stout beers for me the last time she went to Von’s. We sat outside and talked until 7:30. It was an enjoyable meal with great conversation.

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Today I’ll go for a bike ride and then get to work painting.

Another Fine Day

Yesterday, the climate here couldn’t be finer. We had clear, blue skies all day with temperatures in the 70s. The gusty winds in the forecast never materialized here in De Anza Cove. Hard to believe it’s November – not only because of the weather, but how the time has flown by. 2013 is already coming to a close.

Donna took advantage of the beautiful weather by taking a bike ride around the bay. While she was doing that, I talked to Terri Lund at MyDakotaAddress.com. She told me what’s required to register our new trailer in South Dakota.

I drove out to Lakeside to finalize the deal on the trailer. On the way there, I stopped at the Penske Auto Collision Center in Kearny Mesa. My old friend, Bill Bandy, works there. I haven’t seen Bill in 27 years. He gave me a tour of the facility and we chatted for awhile. He’s looking forward to retirement, but has a few more years to go. I’ve heard this from so many people. I’m thankful to be blessed with an early retirement and pension.

At TrailersPlus, I finalized the deal. They weren’t able to deliver the trailer right away as planned due to being shorthanded. Terri Lund told me I need to send her the original Manufacturers Statement of Origin (MSO) and a bill of sale showing that I paid sales tax. If I didn’t pay sales tax, South Dakota would apply a 3% tax. Unfortunately, I have to pay over 8% in tax here in California. The paperwork is always a hassle. The salesman told me I needed the California application for registration and another form called Statement of Facts. The California application for registration will provide a temporary registration even though I’m not applying for registration in California.

I’ll send all of the paperwork to Terri and she will handle the registration in Madison, South Dakota and send me the registration and license plate. This is a convenient service. The registration fee in South Dakota for the trailer is $37.87. Not too bad.

After I returned, Donna took the car and did some shopping. Shauna returned from Washington, DC Tuesday night, but she told us we could keep her car for another day. We will get together with her tonight.

While Donna was out, I set up my amp stand and broke out my Gibson ES339. I haven’t been practicing guitar – it’s been a few weeks since I played. It was obvious at first. I was really rusty.  I need to work guitar time into my daily activities.

I took a break and chatted with our neighbor, Bud, for a few minutes. Bud lives about 30 miles away from here in Escondido. His motorhome is in the site next to ours. He’s staying here for a month. Yesterday he towed his boat down to the park. He invited Donna and me to join him and Mona for a cruise around the bay later this afternoon. We’ll have dinner aboard the boat and find a nice place to watch the sunset.

Last night, Donna prepared baked shrimp with feta over orzo. We’ve had this dish before, but not since going full-time. It took her longer to prepare than she liked, so she’s going to cook it a little differently next time. All I know is it was good!

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Today is another beautiful day. The temperature is supposed to be warmer than yesterday – 80 degrees – and the skies are blue.

 

Hello, Flo!

Yesterday was a busy day. I finished up the insurance claim paperwork. In California, if you report the theft of a vehicle (including a trailer), you will be investigated. You must complete an affidavit disclosing your occupation, income, debts etc. You have to allow the insurance company to check your credit report. The state wants to know if you are in financial crisis. If so, maybe the theft report is fraudulent. Seems invasive to the victim, but it’s the law of the land.

Completing all of the forms took a couple of hours. We drove up to Kearny Mesa to the Progressive insurance service center. The people there were very friendly and took care of our needs. Some of paperwork had to be notarized, which they did for us. They looked everything over and made copies of everything for us. The paperwork will be sent to our claims adjuster in Modesto. Now we have to wait and see what the next hoop to jump through is.

Flo and Donna at the Progressive Service Center

Flo and Donna at the Progressive Service Center

While we were out, we stopped at Walmart and picked up a few things. We needed paper products and I also bought two gallons of Glidden Porch and Floor Paint along with a cheap roller and tray. When our new trailer is delivered, I’ll paint the floor and door panels with it.

Today I need to contact Terri Lund, owner/operator of MyDakotaAddress.com. This is where we have our mail delivered and she also assists with vehicle registration. I’ll need to register our new trailer there.

Yesterday the weather was a chilly 63 degrees, breezy and partly cloudy. Today is much brighter and the forecast calls for temperatures in the 70s. Santa Ana winds will move in and tomorrow will be 10 degrees warmer.

Making a List

Saturday I went shopping for a new trailer. They all look good online. I can’t buy one without looking it over in person. I drove Shauna’s car to TrailersPlus in Lakeside. Many of you might try to save money by shopping for a used trailer, but cargo trailers hold their value well. Used trailers in good shape are only a few hundred dollars less than buying new. I would rather buy new and have a warranty, new tires and no worries about how it may have been abused.

TrailersPlus is an Interstate trailer dealer. They have four lines of cargo trailers that I would say are value (cheap), good, better and best. The lowest priced is the Patriot line. These are lightweight, rather flimsy with lauan interior walls and .024 aluminum skin. I don’t think it would be durable enough for our intended use. Next up is the Victory line. This trailer has 3/8″ ply interior walls and heavier frame construction. They cut a few corners on this model – the aluminum exterior is .024″ thick and the diamond plate stone guard is only a few inches high. Their better line is the Loadrunner. This trailer is well-built with 3/4″ plywood floor, 3/8″ plywood walls, .030 aluminum exterior, one-piece roof skin, 500lb-rated roof bows, radial tires, LED lights, four floor tie downs and four wall tie downs. The top of the Interstate trailer line is the Pro series. These have all the bells and whistles. It’s basically the same construction as the Loadrunner, but has a different axle. It sits lower on a torsion axle instead of the Dexter spring axle found on the Loadrunner.

I spent about an hour looking at these trailers and comparing their features and prices.  I was planning to look and get an idea of what I wanted. I ended up finding a trailer I liked and bought it. It’s a 6 x 12 Loadrunner with a champagne beige exterior. They will deliver it to us on Tuesday.

Our new 6 x 12 Interstate Loadrunner trailer

Our new 6 x 12 Interstate Loadrunner trailer

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I spent the rest of the afternoon listing the contents of the stolen trailer. This isn’t as easy as it sounds. I started with my tool chests. I tried to mentally go through each drawer and remember what I had in it. The insurance form requires me to list the item, where I bought it, when I bought it, original price and replacement cost. So, for each item I had to search online, find something comparable and look up the price. I couldn’t finish it on Saturday.

Saturday night, Donna made Parmesan-Pesto Tilapia and green beans and I grilled sweet potato slices to serve with it. Food fit for a king! We finished the day by watching an old movie – Platoon starring a young Charlie Sheen.

tilapia with grilled sweet potato and green beans

Tilapia with grilled sweet potato and green beans

Sunday morning, Donna went kayaking with our neighbor, Mona, and her friend, Vanessa. Actually, Donna and Vanessa kayaked and Mona took her stand-up paddleboard out on the bay. They started in De Anza Cove and paddled around the point to Campland, then came back to the west side of the RV park. While they were doing that, I continued to look up items online and work on my list of stolen trailer contents.

At 10am, I tuned in to the Chargers game and became a couch potato. They lost to Washington in overtime. The Charger defense couldn’t stop a Washington drive. It’s too bad. They went 12 consecutive quarters without giving up a touchdown, but didn’t have an answer for Washington.

I worked on the list of trailer items again in the afternoon. I need to finish it this morning. Today we’ll drive to the Progressive insurance office in Kearney Mesa and submit our paperwork. I hope it goes smoothly and we can get our claim settled.