Saturday, July 25, 2020

July is Sailing Month


“From May to August of 1988 their home was ‘Grace O’Malley’ while they took a sabbatical from ordinary life. One Summer’s Grace is the memoir of that adventure.
 
As well as relating the ups and downs of family life in a confined space with a sense of humour, she also relates some interesting historical tales and gives detailed geographical descriptions of places visited during the trip.

It was not an easy journey as living aboard a small boat is hard work even for a full adult crew, but with two children aboard who made work but were unable to reciprocate by helping out much it was doubly hard. So it is no surprise that there were moments during the voyage that Libby and Paul had severe doubts about what they were attempting to achieve.”


My favorite passages:

“I felt ashamed at my need to rush and regiment the children, and wished – as often, but always vainly – that I was better at simply sitting and looking at a harbor, without needing to dash around it, climb it, row it, meet half its inhabitants and/or write about it. I am not a good mother to three-year-olds; I am fine with small manic babies and fine with over-fives; the pace of three drives me insane.” (pg 139)

“I reflected that perhaps children are never driven to travel and adventure the way adults are, because they are still capable of seeing the endless spaces of their own front lawn and the eternal mysteries of the apple tree outside the window.”(pg 149)
It’s hard to believe it’s been 45 years since “Jaws” came out, and even harder to believe that until fairly recently I had never seen it. I’m not big into gore and horror films, so I was never interested in seeing it, but figured after hearing so much about it, perhaps it was time to put my prejudices aside and finally give it a watch.

Like it says in the 20 fun facts (see below) about the movie, you don’t actually see the shark (which was nicknamed Bruce, after Speilberg’s lawyer) until about 2/3 of the way into the movie, so they certainly tried to build up the suspense. I expected and would have liked a little more action a lot earlier in the film, but that’s probably due to more modern expectations from the way movies tend to be made today.


Jaws trivia:
·       Martha's Vineyard played the role of Amity Island ... because of a storm
Most fans know that the famed New England island, with its deep offshore waters and sandy beaches, was the real-life version of novelist Peter Benchley's fictional Amity Island from the book. What they might not know is that the location scout planned to check out nearby Nantucket Island instead, but stormy weather forced his ferry to Martha's Vineyard, where he discovered the many natural features that lured the production there.
·       The shark is surprisingly camera shy
The story's nemesis — a great white shark that attacks and terrorizes the fictional community of Amity Island — doesn't appear on screen until one hour and 21 minutes into the two-hour movie.

·       No one wrote the movie's most famous line -
"You're gonna need a bigger boat,” uttered unforgettably by Roy Scheider, was improvised by the actor on the day of shooting.
Then recently we were watching an episode of our currently favorite sitcom, “Community” and the plot partially revolved around a one day sailing class that several of the characters were taking. The class was held on a real boat, but since the college was miles and miles away from the ocean, it was situated in the parking lot instead.
Lee Majors (aka Steve Majors, “The Six Million Dollar Man”) played the instructor, and the four students who were in the class were Pierce (Chevy Chase),
whose idea it was, Shirley (Yvette Nicole Brown), Troy (Donald Glover), and Britta (Gillian Jacobs).
It was interesting watching that episode since all the commands Shirley (who was made captain) had to give reminded me of all the technical jargon Libby wrote about when discussing her family’s journey around Britain in their yacht. It also gave me an appreciation for how difficult it must be to develop sailing skills, and how probably much of it is gained from experience.
The most recent program we’ve streamed, which I selected because I thought it would be appropriate, was “The Grand Tour Presents: Seamen.” This was a 90 min special starring Jeremy Clarkson, James May, and Richard Hammond, aka the three gearheads who starred in BBC’s “Top Gear” for over a decade, and usually star alongside cars, so putting them on the water in boats was a bit of a departure.
Richard Hammond's boat is the white scarab
Of the three boats purchased by the trio, Richard Hammond’s certainly had the most potential for fun since it was designed to literally skim across the waves (hence, why those were used so frequently in shows like “Baywatch” and “Miami Vice,” which RH makes reference to). However, Hammond at the beginning protests that being from Birmingham, which is miles and miles from the sea, he hates boats. But we later see him enjoying himself when he races Jeremy down the river, and wins (which he should have since he definitely had the more powerful boat).
Jeremy Clarkson definitely splashed out the most spending a cool 100,000 pounds on the PBR* he had specially designed for the series. He explains that not many were saved after Vietnam, so he had no choice but to have one recreated for the program.  To Jeremy’s credit, he did use the program to occasionally provide a few brief history lessons teaching us about various people involved in the Vietnam War and a brief mention of Pol Pot and the infamous movie, “The Killing Fields.”

* Patrol Boat, Riverine, or PBR, is the United States Navy designation for a small rigid-hulled patrol boat used in the Vietnam War from March 1966 until the end of 1971. They were deployed in a force that grew to 250 boats, the most common craft in the River Patrol Force, Task Force 116, and were used to stop and search river traffic in areas such as the Mekong Delta, the Rung Sat Special Zone, the Saigon River and in I Corps, in the area assigned to Task Force Clearwater, in an attempt to disrupt weapons shipments. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Patrol_Boat,_River

The program contained the usual antics of the trio from Jeremy and James changing the name of Richard’s boat under the cover of darkness, and Jeremy constantly bumping into other boats due to lack of control over steering. There were also the usual snafus like their boats getting grounded due to the low level of the rivers (attributed to Global Warming, which Jeremy also mentions several times in the program).
However, the series ends on a climax when the trio has to navigate the China Sea to get to the finish line. Though they had tried to avoid the sea, a series of wrong turns meant that’s exactly where they ended up. Since the sea seemed fairly calm at first, the trio were lured into a false sense of confidence. So they set out across the sea and soon discovered they were way out of their depth, and none of their boats were designed for such volatile water.
Richard Hammond's & Jeremy Clarkson's boats on the China Sea
Watching the trio get tossed about was truly retching. It was like watching toy boats in a storm. There was a constant up down motion where the landing was violent and loud. Not surprisingly the three appear quite shaken once they finally make it to shore, and the program pretty much ends there.

Next up: a viewing of “The Perfect Storm.” (possibly)

P.S. If anyone is interested, SHARK WEEK, television's longest-running, and most anticipated summer event returns with bigger sharks and bigger breaches on Sunday, August 9 and continues through Sunday, August 16.  

Sunday, July 19, 2020

HOLLYWOOD & DISNEY, etc.

Okay, so where was I? Oh yeah, we left Russ’ house and headed south. Before we arrived in LA (Los Angeles) we had a couple stops first.
The first was the quaint coastal town of Carmel which is made up of lots of boutiques, shops, and restaurants, but most importantly for our purposes, Clint Eastwood was mayor. Imagine our disappointment when we didn’t run into him there (though according to my mom’s journal my brother, Jim thinks he might have seen him). Can you imagine what it must have been like to be sentenced there for a traffic violation or something? “Do you feel lucky today?” Clint might have asked many an offender. I know that’s not a mayor’s job though (maybe only in those really, really small one stoplight towns like Mayberry). http://www.clinteastwood.net/mayor/

I had the good fortune to visit there again in 2011, this time with my husband, and we were joined by my uncle. My outstanding memory of that visit was dipping our toes in the Pacific in late afternoon,
and then having dinner on the patio of a nice restaurant where we were treated to a personal concert by local musician Mark Banks. In fact, we even ended up buying his CD afterwards.
Anyway, back to the past when we were driving down the coast on Highway 101 (which is extra thrilling in a motorhome as you whip around those steep curves with only a few feet between you and a steep cliff to the ocean below. I imagine I did a lot of praying then.

My mom wrote, “Arrived in San Simeon around 5:00. We walked to the ocean and watched a guy fish (ing). He caught a small perch and much seaweed. I saw a seal. It was very cool.”
The next day we visited Heart Castle in San Simeon. Acc. to Wikipedia, “Hearst Castle, San Simeon, is a National Historic Landmark and California Historical Landmark located on the Central Coast of California in the United States. Conceived by William Randolph Hearst, the publishing tycoon, and his architect Julia Morgan, it was built between 1919 and 1947.” To maximize profits the tours were divided by floor with each a separate cost. We opted to tour the bottom floor which included the grounds and fancy swimming pool.  

I should add that before you get to the castle you park in a lot located at the bottom of a hill where I’m not sure you can even see the mansion, but you board a bus that whisks you up the hill (past lots of exotic animals that populate the wooded area of the hill, I think).
I think the one memory that sticks in all of our heads is the fact that Hearst may have been a media mogul, but he was still a normal human being when it came to his love for condiments as we saw several bottles of ketchup on the enormous dining table. Apparently they were there to make guests feel right at home. I think he also liked to make meals interesting by inviting both Democrats and Republicans and seating them next to each other. I’m not sure if that’s accurate or not, but does make for an interesting story, true or not. https://hearstcastle.org/
Later that day we dropped by the very charming town of Santa Barbara, which my sister and me were dying to visit as we were big fans of the soap opera by the same name (which, for the record, my mom also watched with us sometimes). It looked just like it did on television with lots of stucco roofs with terracotta tile. I even recognized some of the street names and took pictures of the signs. My mom wrote, “the girls took pictures and gift shopped there.”  We also noticed designated bicycle lanes, which we hadn’t seen anywhere else previously, so the Californians obviously take the safety of their cyclists seriously. Not sure if we have any bike lanes here in Ohio, or at least not many if so.

My mom wrote, “…we were off to our motel in Los Angeles. It was a very nice motel (The Vagabond Inn). It turned out that they overbooked that night and had to give us two adjoining rooms with king size beds for $60. John and I really enjoyed the whirlpool there.  We also were recommended a fine inexpensive restaurant. Complete meal including wine and dessert - $50.”
(internet photo)
The next day we got our first taste of what real freeway traffic is like and what LA commuters must put up with every day. I feel like we probably got treated worse being in a motor home and all – people were certainly in no hurry to let us change lanes in front of them. I’m just glad it wasn’t me driving as I would have probably had a heart attack from the stress, but my dad seemed to take it all in stride.

Once we exited the freeway, actually finding the entrance to Universal Studios was a bit tricky. I seem to recall driving down lots of streets and seeing the backlots to several places, possibly Culver City, not sure. Too bad we didn’t run into any celebrities who could have helped us find our way. I think I’ve seen that situation on at least one sitcom or movie.
My mom wrote, “Headed for Universal Studios. Had a little trouble finding it. Kids really enjoyed it though. Jim said it was worth every penny to see. Didn’t see any stars but were told that “Simon and Simon” (one of Cindy’s favorite shows) was being filmed and Angela Lansbury in “Murder She Wrote” (also a favorite of Cindy’s) was also being done. I enjoyed seeing the old “Leave it to Beaver” house and “Marcus Welby, MD” also.
Not sure what my favorite attraction was at Universal Studios, but I think I enjoyed all the “Back to the Future” stuff from the DeLorean to the studio lot still set up from the movie with the familiar store fronts and iconic clock. I think I also found it a little depressing as it’s such a reality check when you realize it was all make believe and just a moment in time.
Here’s what I wrote, “Today we went to Universal Studios. Saw the HOLLYWOOD sign and the Walk of Fame (with the stars), Merv Griffin theatre and Hollywood and Vine.” I think we also saw Grauman’s Chinese Theatre. Other than not seeing any celebrities, I think I would chalk it up as a success in my book as we saw most of the icons that I expected to see.
No trip to California would be complete without a visit to everyone’s childhood dream, Disneyland. Truthfully, at 16, I was way over the whole Disney thing, and I was never into the whole princess thing as many of the little girls I’ve since babysat were. However, it’s still an enjoyable enough place to visit even as an adult, but probably a lot more thrilling if you’re young(er). I wrote, “A lot of it was a bit too immature, but we could still enjoy it.
my sister Karen posting next to one of the park's characters
Nice shows, fun rides.” I seem to recall that I particularly enjoyed the show featuring animatronic presidents (expertly designed down to the last detail). It’s particularly stunning when you see President Lincoln slowly stand up to speak. I think I’d probably still be impressed by that today.
I remember enjoying the Electric Light Parade, which, according to my mom’s notes, was at 11pm, which makes sense since it needs to be completely dark, but it was definitely a late night for us as my mom said we got back to our camp (on foot) at around 12:15am. When my husband (then boyfriend) and I visited Disney World in Florida almost 10 years later (in September), we didn’t get to see that as they either don’t do it year round, or maybe we just didn’t want to stick around for it.
Our last stop in California was the San Diego Zoo where I remember seeing some animal for the first time that we didn’t have at our Cleveland Zoo, but a giraffe or zebra are hardly that exotic, so I doubt that’s what it was. I’m pretty sure it wasn’t a panda either since very few zoos have those. Actually, I think it might have been a Toucan? Anyway, it was a nice enough zoo and I’m pretty sure I enjoyed myself (plus, I think we all got free zoo pins since it was their 70th anniversary).
Thus, concluded our California adventures and we headed eastward home (where we stopped off at a bunch more places, but that's another blog post for another day...)

Sunday, July 12, 2020

SAN FRANCISCO OR BUST AUGUST 1986

Last week I told you about my Girl Scout road trip when I was 13. Fast forward a few years and I am now 16 doing nearly the same thing, but this time with my family, and this time we’re not stopping in Wyoming. Destination: SAN FRANCISCO OR BUST!

For those who don’t know my family, I have an uncle who lives near San Francisco on the other side of the bay in Walnut Creek. Until 1986 none of us had ever been out to see him, though he certainly flew across the country to visit us every Christmas (and still does).

When I asked my mom why she wanted us to take a family road trip she said, “I think it was that we both had always wanted to go out west and dad finally had enough vacation time (4 weeks). Also the thought of taking a motorhome to do it sounded like a lot of fun and it was.  We were not ready to come home when the month was over. It's a great way to see the backroads of America like they say.”

I have to give my mom credit because she did virtually all the planning on her own as I don’t seem to recall most of us being too bothered to give her many suggestions. I might have contributed the itinerary my GS troop used three summers prior, which we did follow to some extent.

Here’s what I wrote in my journal for our second day on the road:

July 27, 1986
Stopped 3 times, ran into a storm – Minnesota, saw Rainbows, got police escort, stopped for ice cream.

Wait, got police escort??? Obviously it must have been no big deal because I certainly didn’t elaborate other than just to note that it happened. 

I checked the journal that my mom kept and she wrote, “Ate ice cream while electrical short in lights was being repaired.” Mystery solved!

July 28, 1986
Today was a bit of dejavu for me as we visited the Corn Palace in Mitchell, South Dakota. It’s one of those cheesy attractions that would have been quite popular had it been on Route 66. It’s an arena whose outside is covered with murals made entirely out of corn, and they change each year. For example, in 1983 the theme was South Dakota animals and when we visited in 1986 it was First Americans.
My mom wrote, “Arrived Mt. Rushmore KOA camp about 7:30(pm), went to Mt. Rushmore lighting ceremony (had a wild woman bus driver). Saw George Washington’s face (side view) going back to camp.”
I remember the Park Ranger, or whoever was in charge of making announcements telling people to turn off the flash on their camera since it would be ineffective due to the far off distance of the monument. Of course a minute later a million flashbulbs went off as people began snapping away. We have no photos because it was dark and our 110 cameras definitely weren’t up to the challenge.

On July 30, 1986 I reported, “pretty boring day. Saw Continental Divide, Yellowstone River, Hot Springs…” I had been to the Hot Springs (at Yellowstone Park) on my previous trip as well and scrawled on the back of one of the photos, “smells like rotten eggs from sulphur.” Yes, the hot springs are smelly, but certainly an oddity of nature that is worth seeing and probably fascinates most children (though as a teenager I’m not sure I was that impressed).

We also saw Old Faithful, which definitely lives up to its name as it goes off every 45 minutes like clockwork.
By August things were starting to pick up a little in the excitement department for both the kids and the adults as we entered Nevada the day after my parent’s anniversary. We stayed in Winnemucca and I wrote that “we went out for breakfast, gambled, saw 2 movies, small town – but exciting.” I remember the two movies were “Howard the Duck” and “Top Gun” and I remember it being just us kids (me, 16, my 15 year old brother and my 13 year old sister) because my parents were in one of the casinos.
My mom wrote, “Went to Winners Casino that night and John (my dad) won $85.50. He had $128.50 in quarters at the end of the evening. I lost between $8 - $10. We were picked up by a taxi from the casino.” (meanwhile, we kids had to rough it and walk back to our campground).

August 4, 1986
Another entry from my mom’s journal - “Entered CA line at 9:50am. Stopped at noon at S. Lake Tahoe with mechanical problems (new alternator was needed). Left garage at about 6:00 to go to our campground.” (poor dad spent the entire day with the mechanic while we wandered Lake Tahoe and did some souvenir shopping).
“Went to Harrah’s Casino and lost again ($8). Had dinner at Harrah’s also. Saw some big gamblers spend $1500-$2000 a game on Black Jack.
We eventually arrived at our intended destination, my uncle’s house, on August 5, 1986. I wrote, “arrived at 1:30pm – UR not home, saw Palm Trees, nice house, small yard, pretty good day.” When I asked my family what their memories were of the trip, my mom said, “I remember finally getting to Uncle Russ' house and finding a note on the door saying he'd be home soon.” Poor Russ, no one is going to let him live that down. LOL!

Here’s where I need to interject how much I was looking forward to going to California. Growing up in a small town in the Midwest, I dreamed of what life was like in California picturing the entire state to look just like Los Angeles with tons of palm trees, sand, and beaches. Actually, California does have an entire coast line of beaches, most of which aren’t frequented nearly as much as the ones in Southern CA due to the cooler climate as you head north (like the one at Point Reyes we visited on a chilly afternoon).
Anyway, as we crossed the state line (following an inspection by the border patrol who confiscated our apples because they were bought out of state and could be carrying pests that might infect the entire agricultural system of CA we learned), I remember being not at all impressed as this (entry point) looked nothing like the CA I expected. Fast forward to almost a decade later and I felt the same way upon arriving in England. Truthfully, most places hardly elicit a Wow response, at least until you see a landscape that is truly different than your own (like all the canals in Venice, for example).

We all thoroughly enjoyed our stay with Russ and he was a fabulous and very patient tour guide (sometimes having to put up with waiting for us girls to finish our souvenir shopping).
One of our first stops was Golden Gate Park where my sister and I remember having tea in the Japanese Garden. I particularly remember the sesame-seed coated crackers that were served with the tea. Still not a fan of tea or those crackers, but it was interesting, and the only time I’ve ever done that on my multiple visits to the city since then.
No trip to CA would be complete without a visit to the giant Redwoods in Muir Woods.
We got our first experience with public transportation when we rode BART (Bay Area Rapid Transit) and our first Cable Car. In the city (SF) we saw the Golden Gate Bridge (once the fog dissipated)
and rode a ferry out to Alcatraz, which was one of my brother’s favorite attractions.
I noted that we went shopping at Pier 39, which I seem to recall as the best place to get souvenirs, and I think that’s its main claim to fame (which probably explains why I’ve never returned there as an adult).

Those who know me know how much I like to eat, so I definitely enjoyed all the fast food we were treated to while staying with Russ. I noted Jack in the Box on Aug 8, and Nut Tree Restaurant on Aug 9th. I also remember having my first ever KFC one night while watching classic Laurel and Hardy movies on VHS. My sister remembers having lunch at the Hungry Hippo restaurant (long since closed, according to my uncle) and we both bought souvenir posters after. My mom notes that we ate at Pinky’s Pizza Place (& Pub) the first night we were at Russ’ house.

As California is a big state which we’d hardly yet explored, we were soon ready to head south to see a bit more of the state of my dreams and expectations.

More on that next time…