GOLD! ! !

There’s GOLD in them there hills!!

Ok, maybe it sounds better when a REAL prospector says it.  But nonetheless Brenda and I went prospecting for our own kind of treasure, things we can share with you.

I downloaded a map file for my GPS that showed all the gold mines in Arizona.  Now some of the mines are working “claims”.  In other words someone owns the mine property and has a claim filed with the Bureau of Land Management to extract gold or other valuable ore.  This is important because all of these are private property and the owners do look out for each other.  I’ve learned that there are “claim jumpers” even today.  This was told to me by Steve Hunt, the owner of Gold Eye Mine.  Steve approached us cautiously since we were looking  at what I thought was Kellogg Mine.

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I thought this was the Kellog mine I was mistaken.   And just then a fellow rolled up that owned the mine across a small wash from here that was once the Kellogg mine.
Once Steve began to see we were not modern day “claim jumpers” he gave me his card and invited us to take pictures of the the site.  We talked further and he would be willing to give free tours of the site.  Rather than take up his time for just two people, I told him I would put the offer out on social media to come up with a group.  GIVE ME A COMMENT BELOW IF YOU ARE INTERESTED.  I’m thinking this would be something fun to do during the RTR in January.

Here’s a link to a video Steve has up telling the history of his mine.

We a had a great time visiting the cabins that were still standing (for the most part) and just poking around looking at what a mine would have looked like.

I made a video for YouTube you can see here… https://youtu.be/XtE09BAPkSU

Our exploring earlier in the day took us to the Julian Mine.  I told Brenda we had to locate this one because Julian was the name of one of my favorite uncles.

OK, so we didn’t strike a prospector’s kind of “paydirt” but, we did find our own kind.  For us the treasure is being able to share the travels and adventures with all of you.

“Get out, Be safe, and Go adventure”

Small world and interesting timelines…

This is truly proof we live in a small world with all kinds of timelines.
First, let’s go backward in time.
[[[2013]]]    I stopped at an intentional community (Henry Thoreu’s definition) in Tennessee while headed south.  This was an open community that more closely resembled extended family. Anyone was welcome there with only a couple “requests”.
The community garden and animals needed tending and everyone was expected to do some part.  Nobody ‘assigned’ your part, that was for you to find and decide. The name of this place was “Shut Up and Grow It”.   There was some connection to other feed the people groups hence, the grow it part.
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As you could see from the blog post a great little place with a mission to allow people to live their lives.   Now fast forward a bit to ….
[[[2015]]]    Brenda and I stopped at the same place I had been a year or so ago.
Except this time we were visiting at Christmas time. Our travels were taking us south so why not go west first?
Christmas Eve at “Shut Up and Grow It” was a unique experience. While a number of the the folks there were gone traveling to family.
We were greeted again openly and almost as extended family. Everbody pitched into the evening meal either foodstuffs, cooking expertice, or critique.
And we made friends there that we stay in touch with today.

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So what does all this have to do with Oregon 2017, our vanlife, or even the total ecplise?
It goes back to those timelines. You see we returned to the Oregon coast to escape the heat east of Eugene only to realize that the coast area
in the line with the “area of totality” was going to be crazy. At least that was the opinion of all the media and therefore most of the people.
So we fell for it and headed for the forest and back to North Fork in the Suislaw National Forest. We hoped that all the places were not already full of people driven by the same instincts as ours.

[[[ 2017 ]]]  We were pleased to find not only was there a space, there was that bus again.   Before you go back and look at the above paragraphs searching for a bus reference there isn’t one.   We FIRST saw the bus several days ago when we were staying here while headed south down the coast. That’s when the world as a whole shrank in space and time.   Now Brenda will tell you I will talk to just about anyone, ok everyone. So, after having spoke to the neighbors one of them comes up to me and says she knows me.
While that was no cause for alarm it did surprise me. She said she recognized the picture of Layla and I on the card I gave to one of the travellers in their group.
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It had been a little more than three years, she had longer hair back then and was holding a baby about 6mos. old.  It was Jen from the “Shut Up and Grow It” community! IMG_20170817_141922Now the five kids were all much bigger and the 6mo old was a curly-headed delight riding a bike. IMG_20170817_120953.jpg You see, the timelines crossed and then crossed again, this time on the other side of the country.   Since we’ve spent a night or two in casino parking lots what are the odds of running into people like that.
AND, even larger, recognizing someone you ran into on a chance meeting. (OK,ok, I know it was Layla’s eyes.)
It was great fun to run into Chris and Jen again. Their bus had been painted, the kids had grown much bigger, my van was totally different, and I was no longer traveling alone. We were all amazed at how things had lined up to bring our paths back together.
This meeting renewed my faith in our travels and in our guidance through this big old universe. I learned that Patrick had changed the name of the place to “The Garden”.
The name change may have helped with garnering a little more local support.

[[[ 2018 ]]] So I guess this means we now have a 2018 destination to “etch into the Jello” of our plans. https://www.facebook.com/shutupandgrowit/
So more than a **Flashback Friday** we moved back forth along a timeline that ties us all together.
My usual tagline is flavored this time with good memories in the past and to be made in the future.

So…
“Get Out, Be Safe, and Go Adventure.”

Fourth of July

The baby hasn’t always been afraid of loud noises, but she is now. So that’s what got me started on the quest. While stopped for one of the myriad reasons one stops while on the road; dogs out, dogs in, get gas, bathroom stop, dogs out, dogs in, get groceries, pick up mail, dogs out, dogs in, I had a solution. Well OK, it was kinda both our solution. But I found the place first on the map, actually freecampsites.net had it marked. edited mapFreeCampsites.Net is a real good starting point to look for free or cheap sites. There are pages for every state describing their sites to be found by a simple Google search. Or, even search ”free camping near me” and you be directed back to some of these. Back to the state parks for my small rant. I needed a simple “primitive” site, no water, no electric, no sewage, a simple site, a parking place basically. The cost was going to be $32/night! This was $23 for the site and $9 for a “state park vehicle permit”. So just be aware that stat parks in general have other fees associated with them. That’s the sort of budget item that gnaws at you when you’re really wanting that hot shower stuck in a smaller town with few other options.
Back to our quest to find Libby, and me, some peace and quiet. As you can see just getting in was an adventure…road in 01This site is called Douglas creek in the FreeCampsites listing. road in 02Then it turned into a road/gravel road. While the road was not that bad for the van, though we did shake down a little of our packed items. We did cross one small running stream in the road yet turned around at the next larger and longer one. The site we returned to had hay growing all around which felt like carpet going barefoot. And of course the view was also spectacular. QUIET, we’d found it.

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Layla managed to find the creek that was running in a deep cut behind camp. In fact I could barely look over the brush and see far enough down to see water, and Layla. Layla swim
We have a need to get away from cities, crowds, and sometimes people in general to recharge our batteries. This was a place to do just that. Brenda and I edited pictures, wrote, and prepared stuff to be uploaded the next time we are back on the grid. These places also give us time to work on our projects or just lay around with the four-legged members of the clan. Which we did a lot of at this little stop. It was easy to just relax. Let me show you what I mean…

When we leave out of here and find our next destination I’ll post an update and let you know where that is…

Brenda & Dan

So from both of us.

 

“Get out, Be safe, and Go adventure”

MHA Earth Lodge Village

Today we were passing through North Dakota and spotted a sign that read Earth Lodge Village.   So, I turned. Why?  Because that’s how we roll.  Brenda and I travel some of the roads less traveled, and sometimes they are less traveled for good reason.

This mode of travel allows us to see some things that others might have missed, and this was one such time.

We followed a road around these hills to a replica of what a village of the Mandan, Hidatsa, and Arikra tribes would have built. Name bannersAnd as usual, our timing seemed to be guided as Gary Snow happened to be there preparing to leave.  Gary works with the tourism office of North Dakota and the Three Affiliated Tribes. He was gracious enough to spend a few minutes being put on the spot for an interview.  Earth Lodge Village Part 1.

When we returned on Thursday, I had the chance to spend more time looking at the displays within the main lodge building.   As Gary pointed out, this lodge would have been the largest and was located in the center of the village.  It served as a gathering place for tribal business, activities, and ceremonies.   Within the main lodge are displays of the tools they used to work and garden.

This day there was Mandan squash and beef hanging in the lodge to dry.  There had been a teaching session just days before where young people were learning the old ways of preserving food.  This time spent teaching the young is something I also believe in very much.  The ways of our forefathers and those before us need to be preserved as our cultures mix.

Now I’d like to show you the main lodge, and then Gary will join us to explain some of the displays…  Earth Lodge Village Part 2

Before I close I would like to give you a closer look at some of the items displayed in the lodge.

Here are a few links to the Wikipedia articles about these three tribes.

MANDAN TRIBE     HIDATSA TRIBE    ARIKARA TRIBE

 

At this time, we will be moving along on our journey and thinking about the history we have learned. I’ve said before the REAL history is out there and one must go find it.  The history we are almost always taught has a different twist than reality.  The authors interpretation, publishers editing, and the presentation by the instructor all flavor or color the history we learn.  Go see for yourselves the places and things that have been passed down through the generations.  If you are fortunate enough to find a person like Gary, listen and question what you know, and also listen with that part of you that hears the echo of the stories from the past.

 

I alluded on Facebook that I would write a post about our visit to Fort Totten.  It is claimed to be the best maintained fort west of the Mississippi by some travel guides.  I must apologize that I have not written that yet.  You see, for Brenda and I that was not a pleasant visit.  It’s not that the Fort isn’t a well maintained historic site, it is, and that in itself is part of the problem for me.  I viewed that Fort as a shining success for a new and upcoming nation.  However, it was at the cost of much sorrow and the destruction of several established nations.  I will attempt to write an accounting of our visit to that place at a later date.

SO….

“Get out, Be safe, and Go adventure.”

 

 

 

From Atlanta to the Coast…

We’ve been on the road full-time for over two months now. And loving it! Which explains partly why this blog is so far behind in posts. You see we’ve been so busy living the life I’ve been just a little negligent writing about the life. DSC_0980 I’ll try to do better.
We left Kennesaw Mountain and stayed with a cousin overnight who cooked a wonderful meal. And, later stayed at his place in Florida that included it’s own little swamp. DSC_3000

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Then headed elsewhere in Florida to catch up with some other van-dwellers roaming around in the warm weather. At Goose Pasture, Layla and Libby had a lot of fun playing and digging.  Yes, that’s our dirty-faced girl.DSC_2928And we caught up with Cuzzin’ Dyck there along with Trisha. DSC_2921The time at Goose Pasture camp was good. It also allowed me to catch a few sound bites for a future project. I’ll drop the hint that it’s another meditation audio track based on this clip from a friend.  Click hear for a taste… Forest flute extended.

We moved from there to a piece of private property and then on to stay nearer the coast. Once again since our plans are always “etched in jello” even that changed. We made a stop at another vandwellers nicely wooded lot and enjoyed seeing Robert again.

Time to “leapity leap” as Brenda says…
I think our next stop was… who am I fooling? I honestly don’t remember.

We cruised the Gulf coast of Florida on the way to Fort Mims, Alabama to meet up with some real characters. 17545582_10212805585914048_4122971939332103596_o These guys are some of the historic actors that present living history at various places and events.
And that’s where I’m going to pick up next time.

SO, as always…

“Get out, Be safe, and Go adventure.”

Striking out on the road.

We began our full-time road adventure by heading south.  While some folks may ask why south?  Those that know us simply reply it is February.  Which means we are going to dodge the cold and snow.

As we were leaving Kentucky we took a small detour and went to Levi Jackson State Park near London Ky.  I wanted to see the McHargue Mill.

I have a fascination with grist or grinding mills.  Both Brenda and I have mills in our family history.  Cordray, GA was a community built around the grist mill my great grandfather owned.  While Brenda’s family, on her mother’s side, came from Switzerland and started flour mills on the east coast. cord_101a We posted pictures of the McHargue’s mill both on Facebook and Instagram.  If you visit Instagram search for @twentyonefeathers and check my albums on Facebook under Dan Cordray.

We thought we would stop and see the Etowah Indian mounds near Cartersville.DSC_2873However the mounds site was not open that day.  Which led to a walkaround and the discovery of a really nice looking courthouse.

Our travels will be taking on a route through Atlanta where we will visit one of my cousins but also Kennesaw Mountain.

So, just as Gen. Sherman may have said, “On to Atlanta…”

Until next time…

“Get Out, Be Safe, and Go Adventure”

 

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