tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-73063902008-07-03T13:10:07.071-04:00The News From Basswood BendNJKShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03590202868145100795noreply@blogger.comBlogger956125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7306390.post-63353529033810843362008-07-03T12:42:00.004-04:002008-07-03T12:59:48.214-04:00The Pictures are PostedThe pictures of our Wild West Adventure have been posted. The trip summary is:<br /><br />4366 miles traveled<br />10 States visited in 10 days<br />41 total caches found<br />6 States added to our caches found list (MN,ND,MT,ID,WY,SD)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SG0Ef0yFtPI/AAAAAAAABYc/jQQNILK3kVk/s1600-h/OutWest.bmp"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SG0Ef0yFtPI/AAAAAAAABYc/jQQNILK3kVk/s320/OutWest.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218832487983461618" /></a><br /><br />The lawn has been mowed, the laundry is almost done, the sun is shining, the flowers are blooming and we're glad to be home. <br /><br />Our next big event is the arrival of Laurie, Chip and Dylan on Saturday or Sunday - they've been camping in the Smokies, and are driving North after the 4th. They'll be with us for the month of July and part of August.<br /><br />Jana is doing OK since she lost her job. Monday, June 30 was her last day in the office. This weekend she's driving to a wedding in upstate New York, and in a couple of weeks she'll be coming to T.C. to spend lots of time with us. I think she secretly would love to find a job in the Traverse area.<br /><br />Tom had 4 wisdom teeth pulled last Friday, and he survived it! He'll be in great shape for GenFest.NJKShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03590202868145100795noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7306390.post-56460283528344176122008-07-02T21:00:00.004-04:002008-07-03T12:41:25.802-04:00Stoughton to Traverse CityStoughton is a very nice little town - we liked the downtown area, and the suburbs were great, too. We left at 7:40 a.m. after the usual Comfort Inn continental bagel, and headed for home. Nuvi routed us through Chicago, so off we went.<br /><br />I think I said before that Wisconsin is a beautiful State - and it certainly is.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SG0ACLL4HZI/AAAAAAAABXs/Ipojpj2u-us/s1600-h/HPIM1527.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SG0ACLL4HZI/AAAAAAAABXs/Ipojpj2u-us/s320/HPIM1527.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218827580554616210" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SG0ACPkMmHI/AAAAAAAABX0/nvTI4FqSIVk/s1600-h/HPIM1528.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SG0ACPkMmHI/AAAAAAAABX0/nvTI4FqSIVk/s320/HPIM1528.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218827581730363506" /></a> <br /><br />Going through Chicago was as nerve-wracking as usual - the traffic is relentless and fast. We stopped at a McDonald's that was right in the median of the road - one of a kind! This scenery was a bit different than we'd seen in the past 10 days:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SG0ACtTDt-I/AAAAAAAABX8/f1IK51d0O-I/s1600-h/HPIM1533.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SG0ACtTDt-I/AAAAAAAABX8/f1IK51d0O-I/s320/HPIM1533.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218827589711542242" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SG0ACiDG9MI/AAAAAAAABYE/kA0IOpacYns/s1600-h/HPIM1536.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SG0ACiDG9MI/AAAAAAAABYE/kA0IOpacYns/s320/HPIM1536.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218827586691855554" /></a> <br /><br />Entering Michigan was the best sign we've seen yet - but then we started hearing storm warnings on the radio, and we watched the black clouds gather.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SG0A6C1DkcI/AAAAAAAABYM/Y3hZJazUOOU/s1600-h/HPIM1540.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SG0A6C1DkcI/AAAAAAAABYM/Y3hZJazUOOU/s320/HPIM1540.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218828540384088514" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SG0A6tDr6aI/AAAAAAAABYU/h7A1LYxu8us/s1600-h/HPIM1543.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SG0A6tDr6aI/AAAAAAAABYU/h7A1LYxu8us/s320/HPIM1543.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218828551719741858" /></a> In northern Kent County the storm hit - heavy rain, high winds, and hail. We turned on our hazard lights, went slowly along with the other traffic, and drove out of it. The day stayed kind of dark and rainy all the way home, but it doesn't really matter if you're going home:)NJKShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03590202868145100795noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7306390.post-82995101384705391372008-07-01T19:04:00.004-04:002008-07-01T19:26:32.649-04:00Greenery!We left Sioux Falls around 8 a.m. I had a really good night's sleep, but for some reason, I slept like a baby for an hour and a half in the car anyway. I think it was like a kitty sleeping in the sunshine and purring.<br /><br />Dick heard on NPR that the safest drivers in the Nation are in Sioux Falls, South Dakota! They have fewer accidents than anyone. You couldn't really prove it by our brief stay there - we ran into a lot of construction and confusion.<br /><br />Crossing into Minnesota was almost like coming home - the scenery started to include a few trees, and the road had a few bends in it. We filled up at Albert Lea, MN for $3.89/gal. Albert Lea comes after Blue Earth, Welcome, and Frost. I want to share with you this bit of civic pride from Blue Earth:<blockquote>Blue Earth gets its name from the Blue Earth River that surrounds the town. The river was given the Native American name "Mahkota" (meaning Blue Earth) for the blue-black clay found in the river banks.<br /><br />Blue Earth is proud to be...<br /><br /> * A sesquicentennial community founded in 1856.<br /> * The birthplace of the ice cream sandwich.<br /> * The center of America's longest highway, Interstate 90.<br /> * The home of Minnesota's first stained-glass window.<br /> * The seat of Faribault County and home to the historic 19th century County Courthouse.<br /> * Home of the world's largest statue of the Jolly Green Giant, overlooking some of America's richest farmland.</blockquote>We especially got a kick out of its being the center of America's loooooooooooooongest highway! We feel qualified to say "Amen brother"! Although being the home of the ice cream sandwich is no small shakes either.<br /><br />We drove the width of southern Minnesota and then entered Wisconsin, which is REALLY like coming home. Trees, trees, trees all around, and lakes, and winding roads - heaven! We ate lunch at a nice restaurant in LaCrosse, WI. They have a great statue there of Native Americans playing lacrosse. It was very pleasant.<br /><br />We have had flawless weather for our entire trip - it has been amazing. There were about 7 raindrops on our windshield one day in Montana, and that's it.<br /><br />Staying tonight in Stoughton, outside of Madison, WI. We're planning to be home tomorrow night.<br /><br />Happy July!NJKShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03590202868145100795noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7306390.post-75493142097427871552008-06-30T18:10:00.001-04:002008-07-03T12:25:21.932-04:00Souh DakotaWe left at 7 a.m. with 540 miles to go - from Buffalo, Wyoming to Sioux Falls, South Dakota! That means we drove the entire width of South Dakota (plus a bit of Wyoming).<br /><br />While we were still in Wyoming, we noticed in one field a big herd of cattle, and in the center of the cow herd was a small group of antelope - maybe 12 or so - all curled up and sleeping in the middle of everything. The two species obviously don't mind being together - we wondered if maybe it makes the antelope feel safer to be in with the cows. Or maybe the cows just wandered over and surrounded them while they were sleeping!<br /><br />Filled up at Gillette - $3.83/gal.<br /><br />It's easy to see how wicked the winters must be out west. In four different States now ( N. Dakota, Montana, Wyoming, and S. Dakota) we've seen gates to close entrance ramps to the Interstate, gates that would reach across 2 lane highways if they were drifted, and signs on the freeway that say "Road Closed When Flashing - Return to Moorcroft" (or where ever). There's significant huge wooden snow fencing alongside I-90 by Rapid City - they must get world class drifting. Makes our orange plastic snow fencing look very ineffective.<br /><br />The Subaru's odometer turned over 100,000 miles just outside of Beulah, Wyoming at the Aladdin exit.<br /><br />It was interesting to notice that when we crossed the Wyoming/S.Dakota State line, things changed. In Wyoming, we saw herds and herds of antelope with lots of antelope babies, and in western South Dakota we saw fields and fields of wild yucca in bloom and no antelope! The yucca starts and the antelope stops - how do they know where the State line is? <br /><br />In one cattle herd in South Dakota there were a couple of llamas in with the cows curled up around the waterhole, and in another field we saw an honest to God camel (one hump) in the middle of the pasture with the cows! I'm thinking that cattle are very open-minded...or oblivious.<br /><br />Our family really enjoyed Wall Drug on our Western Tour in 1975. We were going to stop again this time just for old times sake, but we had a long day of driving and Wall Drug has expanded to a tourist empire - the town of Wall was wall to wall cars and campers, and there was no place to park. Took the picture to prove we were there, and kept on going.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGz9Kg1erEI/AAAAAAAABXk/TcQIcYOK5_0/s1600-h/HPIM1523.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGz9Kg1erEI/AAAAAAAABXk/TcQIcYOK5_0/s320/HPIM1523.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218824425270324290" /></a><br /><br />South Dakota is mostly just miles and miles of miles and miles. What a bleak, bleak landscape! At one point today (we were keeping track) there was 400 miles between McDonalds. We like to stop and get coffee and iced tea, but in South Dakota you need a thermos or bottled water. Luckily, the resourceful Richard had a cooler with bottled water.<br /><br />Out west, if your thresher is out of commission. you park it by the fence along the roadway and just let it sit. Sometimes you put an advertising sign on it. We saw old rusty threshers in Minn, N.Dakota, Montana, and South Dakota. I guess in Wyoming, there's nothing to thresh!<br /><br />Spending tonight in Sioux Falls, South Dakota.NJKShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03590202868145100795noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7306390.post-66171598872535448622008-06-29T21:49:00.011-04:002008-07-03T12:20:24.373-04:00YellowstoneWe were in the Park before 7 a.m. at the Western Gate from West Yellowstone. We entered the State of Wyoming soon after entering Yellowstone. I didn't get a picture of the sign - too bad, so sad. Such great scenery, you don't know where to look first - snow-capped mountains, rushing mountain streams, blue, blue lakes and on and on.<br /><br />At our first turn off, we met an accidental elk.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGz1m5IQbqI/AAAAAAAABV0/oZ6XU3WDD7A/s1600-h/HPIM1483.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGz1m5IQbqI/AAAAAAAABV0/oZ6XU3WDD7A/s320/HPIM1483.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218816116734848674" /></a>This is one of the virtual cache sites we visited - Dick needs to upload this picture with his log for the find:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGz1nYq1VTI/AAAAAAAABV8/ZwH_0-qXOXg/s1600-h/HPIM1484.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGz1nYq1VTI/AAAAAAAABV8/ZwH_0-qXOXg/s320/HPIM1484.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218816125201372466" /></a> We saw lots of burned areas left over from the fires of 1988. The geysers show up well - you can see all of the steam from the Middle Basin while you're driving past.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGz35RlaMYI/AAAAAAAABWE/4RB0Cmj5eMo/s1600-h/HPIM1485.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGz35RlaMYI/AAAAAAAABWE/4RB0Cmj5eMo/s320/HPIM1485.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218818631560475010" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGz35py2zaI/AAAAAAAABWM/Lk0SdBwGb2o/s1600-h/HPIM1488.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGz35py2zaI/AAAAAAAABWM/Lk0SdBwGb2o/s320/HPIM1488.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218818638059326882" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGz36C35E3I/AAAAAAAABWU/Jsm0zxXowc0/s1600-h/HPIM1493.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGz36C35E3I/AAAAAAAABWU/Jsm0zxXowc0/s320/HPIM1493.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218818644791333746" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGz36dcOPgI/AAAAAAAABWc/domW5LlvBIM/s1600-h/HPIM1494.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGz36dcOPgI/AAAAAAAABWc/domW5LlvBIM/s320/HPIM1494.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218818651923037698" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGz1mjqYcBI/AAAAAAAABVs/tjZmXrsK-ao/s1600-h/HPIM1482.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGz1mjqYcBI/AAAAAAAABVs/tjZmXrsK-ao/s320/HPIM1482.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218816110972399634" /></a><br /><br />Virtual caches are the only ones that are allowed in a National Park - we found 7 of them - 2 of them were in the same place! One was at Indian Pond, where new signs were stapled to the post saying Danger - Bears Frequent This Area. One of the virtuals was at the Fishing Bridge. We remembered from our last Yellowstone trip how funny it is that there's no fishing allowed at the Fishing Bridge! This time we wanted photographic evidence:<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGz5bYfErWI/AAAAAAAABWk/iy20Sv_ellY/s1600-h/HPIM1501.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGz5bYfErWI/AAAAAAAABWk/iy20Sv_ellY/s320/HPIM1501.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218820317040127330" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGz5b77C0qI/AAAAAAAABWs/R5AQ4xAPdqg/s1600-h/HPIM1502.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGz5b77C0qI/AAAAAAAABWs/R5AQ4xAPdqg/s320/HPIM1502.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218820326552687266" /></a><br /><br />There is still a lot of snow in the woods - in some places it's right alongside the road - how strange when it's almost July! It's deep, deep snow, too, not just a little bit. We met a couple from Elk Rapids who had camped last night in front of a seven foot deep pile of snow!<br /><br />I seem to be adversely affected by the altitude - yesterday and today I've had trouble filling my lungs and have to take deep breaths. It's a scary feeling, but I feel much better now that Dick figured out what it is!<br /><br />The Continental Divide crisscrosses the park road - I took a picture of the one at Elevation 8640.<br /><br />We left by way of the Eastern Entrance Road. This road is steep and full of curves, sheer drops, switchbacks and hairpin turns - it requires the driver to pay strict attention to the road and the traffic. What a view! Around every turn, you are saying "Wow!"<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGz5cQdY8eI/AAAAAAAABW0/1G6giOzroNg/s1600-h/HPIM1503.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGz5cQdY8eI/AAAAAAAABW0/1G6giOzroNg/s320/HPIM1503.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218820332065452514" /></a><br />This is an avalanche cannon - to start an avalanche on purpose!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGz5co03mcI/AAAAAAAABW8/VwCxcSOtbmI/s1600-h/HPIM1505.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGz5co03mcI/AAAAAAAABW8/VwCxcSOtbmI/s320/HPIM1505.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218820338606381506" /></a><br /><br />After we left the Park, we had a picnic at Sleeping Giant in the Shoshone National Forest on the banks of the North Fork of the Shoshone River.<br /><br />The fantastic scenery continues after you leave Yellowstone - it is indescribable! I'll post my pictures when I get home, because, you know, a picture is worth 10,000 words!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGz7mEphV4I/AAAAAAAABXE/KUdvb6M-z38/s1600-h/HPIM1508.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGz7mEphV4I/AAAAAAAABXE/KUdvb6M-z38/s320/HPIM1508.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218822699717056386" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGz7mdnJwOI/AAAAAAAABXM/0ONS2uf822s/s1600-h/HPIM1511.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGz7mdnJwOI/AAAAAAAABXM/0ONS2uf822s/s320/HPIM1511.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218822706418008290" /></a><br /><br />We drove through Cody, Wyoming - where they have a rodeo every night at 8 p.m.! We drove through the Big Horn Mountains, which is a remarkable experience in itself. The road is very steep - a 7% grade - the scenery is breathtaking. They have massive snow fences - huge wooden things in row after row to keep the snow off the road. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGz7mtN78cI/AAAAAAAABXU/1ay0kJusOOs/s1600-h/HPIM1512.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGz7mtN78cI/AAAAAAAABXU/1ay0kJusOOs/s320/HPIM1512.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218822710607212994" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGz7m8YsQCI/AAAAAAAABXc/BrxSwVjfVS8/s1600-h/HPIM1517.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGz7m8YsQCI/AAAAAAAABXc/BrxSwVjfVS8/s320/HPIM1517.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218822714678853666" /></a><br /><br />Filled up in Greybull, MT - $3.99/gal. = 26.6 mpg.<br /><br />Near the Buffalo Bill State Park I-90 goes through three tunnels - one long and two short. The first tunnel is quite a long one, with interior lighting and the whole bit. The other two are only about as long as the average highway bridge. <br /><br />We saw cowboys rounding up cattle and driving them across the road - well actually, there was a tunnel under the road for the cows! The men were wearing Western hats and chaps and they certainly looked like authentic cowboys on their horses - except for the one who was riding a dirt bike!<br /><br />Staying tonight in Buffalo, Wyoming - a really nice little town. We found 4 caches right here in town. One of them was in a very cool birdhouse in a front yard on a residential street - I loved it, and named it The War Dam Eagle Birdhouse, a name stolen from an Auburn Univ. cheer. We enjoyed talking to the man who lived there - his daughter is the cache owner and now lives in Minneapolis.NJKShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03590202868145100795noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7306390.post-89742638030620345392008-06-28T22:32:00.005-04:002008-07-03T11:47:57.239-04:00Magnificent Montana Plus IdahoWe left the yucky Econolodge in Kalispell this morning and drove for 3 hours looking for breakfast!! The 4B's Restaurant in Deer Lodge saved our bacon, so to speak. We had some breakfast bars in the car but we weren't that desperate. On our three hour drive we saw a crane, some deer, and fresh water pelicans, a real surprise.<br /><br />Impressions of Montana:<br /><br />1. No matter where you go in Montana you're never underdressed.<br /><br />2. Montana has magnificent, wonderful scenery, and not much else.<br /><br />3. Deer in Montana like to stand in the road.<br /><br />4. Driving on the two lane highways, you are usually by yourself.<br /><br />5. Lucky Lil has a Casino at every crossroad.<br /><br />Checked into the Comfort Inn at West Yellowstone, and then slipped over to Idaho to add another State to our caching list.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGz0iA2KRKI/AAAAAAAABVk/kkb3Y0EbALI/s1600-h/HPIM1481.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGz0iA2KRKI/AAAAAAAABVk/kkb3Y0EbALI/s320/HPIM1481.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218814933395457186" /></a> Finally we got to do some back-woodsing in the area of Big Spring, ID. Huge mosquitoes live in the back woods of Idaho! Luckily we had some Deep Woods Off wipes that saved us. Dick found 5 caches in Idaho, and one more here in West Yellowstone. Idaho looks a lot like Montana.<br /><br />Gas prices in West Yellowstone - $4.25/4.26 - Holy Moly! But then, Tom tells me that he hasn't seen prices under $4.50 for months.NJKShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03590202868145100795noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7306390.post-74112104146920014552008-06-27T22:22:00.006-04:002008-07-03T11:48:22.693-04:00Glacier National Park<<br />Gasoline summary:<br /> Filled at Shelby - $4.09/gal average 23.25 mpg<br /> Dick has figured these statistics:<br /> Speed 75 mph - mileage=21 mpg<br /> Speed 65 mph - mileage=22/23 mpg<br /> Speed 55 mph - mileage=28 mpg<br /><br />Montana wildlife seen on the way to Glacier National Park - well, not that much. Dick really wanted to see a coyote, and we saw one alongside the road. He was just standing still, watching the road. He looked quite healthy. We also saw a small herd of buffalo - not nearly as many as in T.C. These buffalo were running, though - don't know why, but they were all galloping along the fence line. Our hometown buffalo just stand around or plop down.<br />Too many pictures of Montana? Maybe - I have 20 more that I didn't publish - I just couldn't get over the beautiful scenery! We don't see many snow-covered mountains on River Road.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGzuQ8QpAWI/AAAAAAAABT0/nPXgzDqgS7g/s1600-h/HPIM1437.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGzuQ8QpAWI/AAAAAAAABT0/nPXgzDqgS7g/s320/HPIM1437.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218808043036803426" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGzuRLrLv-I/AAAAAAAABT8/_p7xFDVY-84/s1600-h/HPIM1440.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGzuRLrLv-I/AAAAAAAABT8/_p7xFDVY-84/s320/HPIM1440.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218808047174664162" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGzuRRz4v6I/AAAAAAAABUE/kKUZTSa4QKo/s1600-h/HPIM1443.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGzuRRz4v6I/AAAAAAAABUE/kKUZTSa4QKo/s320/HPIM1443.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218808048821780386" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGzuR27KRVI/AAAAAAAABUM/vo6lfrGvZDU/s1600-h/HPIM1447.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGzuR27KRVI/AAAAAAAABUM/vo6lfrGvZDU/s320/HPIM1447.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218808058784400722" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGzuSBdwuUI/AAAAAAAABUU/vAwydw_p2KQ/s1600-h/HPIM1450.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGzuSBdwuUI/AAAAAAAABUU/vAwydw_p2KQ/s320/HPIM1450.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218808061613881666" /></a><br /><br /><br />We were disappointed in Glacier Nat'l Park because Logan Pass was closed, and so we couldn't drive the whole Going to the Sun road. We did see spectacular views, though, and we even saw some snow still hanging in there along the road. The views are super - really different for lowlanders like we are.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGzxQPCojkI/AAAAAAAABUc/ZvQEgn7f6bk/s1600-h/HPIM1451.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGzxQPCojkI/AAAAAAAABUc/ZvQEgn7f6bk/s320/HPIM1451.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218811329433341506" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGzxQlat5iI/AAAAAAAABUk/3x0I_xMgUxY/s1600-h/HPIM1452.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGzxQlat5iI/AAAAAAAABUk/3x0I_xMgUxY/s320/HPIM1452.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218811335439935010" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGzxQ3P7DMI/AAAAAAAABUs/FtlVR1__ZfI/s1600-h/HPIM1453.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGzxQ3P7DMI/AAAAAAAABUs/FtlVR1__ZfI/s320/HPIM1453.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218811340226497730" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGzxRFVPiPI/AAAAAAAABU0/NxOZ9LVboSo/s1600-h/HPIM1455.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGzxRFVPiPI/AAAAAAAABU0/NxOZ9LVboSo/s320/HPIM1455.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218811344006908146" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGzxRXogwyI/AAAAAAAABU8/n_YePYCY9yk/s1600-h/HPIM1458.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGzxRXogwyI/AAAAAAAABU8/n_YePYCY9yk/s320/HPIM1458.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218811348919567138" /></a><br /><br />Wildflowers were everywhere in the park - we saw so many different kinds! Alpine Sunflower (Old Man of the Mountain), larkspur, Indian paintbrush, bear grass, flea bane, and on and on.<br /><br />I still can't believe the kind of road signs that we saw: Avalanche Area, Earthquake Area, Falling Rock, Fallen Rock, Wildlife in Road - that's how we know we're not in Michigan anymore.<br /><br /><br />After we drove as far as we could from the Eastern entrance, we backtracked, and followed the road along the Flathead River. We had a great picnic at the Izaak Walton picnic area, found a cache at Paolo Creek, saw snowsheds on the mountainside along the railroad tracks, and saw whitewater rafters on the river. It was a glorious drive.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGzy9YCC4nI/AAAAAAAABVE/l7D7qoEIonw/s1600-h/HPIM1463.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGzy9YCC4nI/AAAAAAAABVE/l7D7qoEIonw/s320/HPIM1463.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218813204452532850" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGzy9nWeuWI/AAAAAAAABVM/4WiytJ3eF8w/s1600-h/HPIM1466.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGzy9nWeuWI/AAAAAAAABVM/4WiytJ3eF8w/s320/HPIM1466.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218813208564775266" /></a> <br /><br />We went in the Western entrance and drove as far as we could. This end is not as scenic at the other side - didn't get many pictures BUT! We had some real excitement when a bear crossed the road in front of us, and began grazing only about 20 feet from the road. I got a great picture! It was the highlight of the day!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGzy945u9RI/AAAAAAAABVU/tq9WAz-A77M/s1600-h/HPIM1470.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGzy945u9RI/AAAAAAAABVU/tq9WAz-A77M/s320/HPIM1470.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218813213276042514" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGzy-NAhX_I/AAAAAAAABVc/ah9xQwIOgFw/s1600-h/HPIM1471.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGzy-NAhX_I/AAAAAAAABVc/ah9xQwIOgFw/s320/HPIM1471.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218813218673221618" /></a><br /><br />We're staying tonight in Kalispell. This town is a little down at heel - with horrible traffic. We could live in Great Falls - we couldn't live in Kalispell.NJKShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03590202868145100795noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7306390.post-65755989195502981372008-06-26T21:53:00.004-04:002008-07-03T11:06:00.986-04:00Montana, MontanaFilled up at Dickinson, N.Dak.- super unleaded with 10% ethanol for 3.99/gal. We averaged 21 mpg going 75 mph through North Dakota yesterday. They also sell something called Red Dyed Diesel, which I found out on the radio is only used in Off Road Vehicles.<br /><br />Here's a unique North Dakota MacLand service:<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGzokEcdfRI/AAAAAAAABS4/JDp_r5C4OkU/s1600-h/HPIM1408.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGzokEcdfRI/AAAAAAAABS4/JDp_r5C4OkU/s320/HPIM1408.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218801774581611794" /></a><br /><br />Sometime today we switched to Mountain Time - not sure when. <br /><br />Have you ever heard of Theodore Roosevelt National Park? Neither had we. After driving though flat, flat flat North Dakota at 75 miles per hour, all of a sudden, we were in canyonlands - the Badlands of N.D. It's a huge geological formation - very impressive and awesome out here in Western North Dakota, which is referred to as Rough Rider Country. Who Knew?? <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGzokwPaJfI/AAAAAAAABTA/4VtJgiiqMvg/s1600-h/HPIM1409.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGzokwPaJfI/AAAAAAAABTA/4VtJgiiqMvg/s320/HPIM1409.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218801786338026994" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGzoleehV6I/AAAAAAAABTI/dPGqF7cxi1o/s1600-h/HPIM1411.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGzoleehV6I/AAAAAAAABTI/dPGqF7cxi1o/s320/HPIM1411.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218801798749444002" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGzolpu1A1I/AAAAAAAABTQ/qfk1A10BP88/s1600-h/HPIM1414.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGzolpu1A1I/AAAAAAAABTQ/qfk1A10BP88/s320/HPIM1414.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218801801770632018" /></a> <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGzqW0_wR0I/AAAAAAAABTY/TpQxFpkOEjo/s1600-h/HPIM1419.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGzqW0_wR0I/AAAAAAAABTY/TpQxFpkOEjo/s320/HPIM1419.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218803746119632706" /></a><br />Entering Montana, our Nuvi told us to leave the freeway and take a Montana Highway toward Great Falls. This was a 2 lane highway, with two way traffic, and the speed limit is 70! We found out why, though. Most of it is as straight as an arrow, and there's no traffic. Dick counted 10 cars in 30 miles!<br /><br />For some reason, railroad cars are stored on the tracks alongside the highway - there were hundreds of them - no kidding - and they weren't boxcars or tankers or anything normal - they were called All Purpose Spine Cars. Google tells me that those cars are used to carry trailers or containers. Montana is ready!<br /><br />Eastern Montana is flat, flat, flat. We saw some antelope and deer, and lots of cattle and horses and sheep. We filled up at Circle, MT just because we could tell from the map that it might be the last chance for a long, long time - nobody lives here! We only needed a quarter of a tank, but Dick didn't want to take any chances. Dick asked the gas station man about a good place to eat and he mentioned one that was 140 miles down the road!<br /><br />We stayed at the Quality Inn in downtown Great Falls. We went looking for caches and found seven of them right around town in the usual places - fire hall, Boy Scouts, neighborhood parks, etc. One was unique - it was near the Mercy helicopter at the local hospital. While we were searching for the cache, the helicopter took off and flew away! It was quite an experience. It was a fun afternoon of caching.<br /><br />The Missouri River flows through Great Falls - I actually never expected to find the Missouri River in Montana. So much for my geography expertise! The Falls are not that Great. <br /><br />We liked Great Falls.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGzqXVqK0TI/AAAAAAAABTg/gFDNU1cRM_c/s1600-h/HPIM1424.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGzqXVqK0TI/AAAAAAAABTg/gFDNU1cRM_c/s320/HPIM1424.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218803754887467314" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGzqXhNtB-I/AAAAAAAABTo/-6aDc1HHLiQ/s1600-h/HPIM1427.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGzqXhNtB-I/AAAAAAAABTo/-6aDc1HHLiQ/s320/HPIM1427.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218803757989300194" /></a>NJKShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03590202868145100795noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7306390.post-82321260134806200952008-06-25T21:41:00.006-04:002008-07-03T09:17:33.687-04:00North Dakota - Land of Strange ScapesLots and lots of miles and miles today - from St. Cloud, MN to Dickinson, North Dakota.<br /><br />Minnesota is agriculture, agriculture, agriculture - ag, ag, ag. Huge, big storage silos by every farm. The farms are all beautiful and lush looking. It's amazing to see. It makes Michigan farming look a little hard-scrabble.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGzPaxkVkKI/AAAAAAAABSQ/YPjVpmTGR-Q/s1600-h/HPIM1396.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGzPaxkVkKI/AAAAAAAABSQ/YPjVpmTGR-Q/s320/HPIM1396.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218774127104856226" /></a><br />North Dakota is different - bigger farms - probably owned by corporations, fewer trees, less livestock, and strange, strange terrain. Some of it is flat, some is rolling hills, and then all of a sudden you see pyramid shaped rock formations!<br /><br />There's an old movie called Sea of Grass, and we saw some of that today. The grass along the fence rows is sometimes higher than the fence. When it blows in the breeze it really does look like waves. I-94 runs pretty much straight through the center of North Dakota from Fargo to Bismarck to Dickinson and beyond. It seems ironic to me, since we spent 1957-1991 never living more than 3 miles from I-94 - it always has been our main artery.<br /><br />We filled up in Jamestown, N.D. - unleaded with ethanol - $3.99/gal. When the speed limit is 55, we are getting 28 mpg. Speed limit of 70 - only 22 mpg. In N.D. the speed limit is often 75! It'll be interesting to see what effect the ethanol has on the higher speed limit.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGzPbOh5k3I/AAAAAAAABSY/MzkVHqqyWjo/s1600-h/HPIM1399.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGzPbOh5k3I/AAAAAAAABSY/MzkVHqqyWjo/s320/HPIM1399.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218774134879261554" /></a><br />Staying in Dickinson, N.D. tonight - nice place. For some reason, all of the local motels are filled up and so we were glad we had reservations! Can't imagine what the occasion is for so many people to be in Dickinson - maybe it's because towns along I-94 are few and far between in these parts!<br /><br />Dick found 4 geocaches, and we visited the "Enchanted Highway". Check it out at www.enchantedhighway.net and scroll down to see the pictures - it's unbelievable! <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGzRCcIYzOI/AAAAAAAABSg/UhKb1xkBVyI/s1600-h/HPIM1401.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGzRCcIYzOI/AAAAAAAABSg/UhKb1xkBVyI/s320/HPIM1401.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218775908056878306" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGzRCuc2KyI/AAAAAAAABSo/quzFZEBlgdY/s1600-h/HPIM1403.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGzRCuc2KyI/AAAAAAAABSo/quzFZEBlgdY/s320/HPIM1403.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218775912974527266" /></a><br />If you look closely, you can see Dick at the base of the sculpture waving his arms to provide some scale:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGzRDIVEDsI/AAAAAAAABSw/HkA8vUhmYtw/s1600-h/HPIM1406.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGzRDIVEDsI/AAAAAAAABSw/HkA8vUhmYtw/s320/HPIM1406.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218775919921204930" /></a><br /><br />We have seen farm equipment so humungous that it belongs on a set for Star Wars. At many of the exits, there's a single sign that says No Services.NJKShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03590202868145100795noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7306390.post-64884075644561537462008-06-24T22:12:00.006-04:002008-06-25T06:22:22.642-04:00Wisconsin is a Beautiful State!Today we drove across Wisconsin from Marinette to the Saint Croix River boundary with Minnesota. Lush green forest, beautiful big farms with many silos and outbuildings, dairy herds, herds of sheep, parks, rivers, rolling hills, outcroppings - I thought it was really enjoyable. The little villages we stopped by were in such good repair and well-maintained - it was a real pleasure to see them. We had a picnic in Stanley, and filled up with gas in New Richmond ($3.97/gal.) Wisconsin has a town named Menominie, too, but they spell their's with an i - e.<br /><br />We entered Minnesota at Stillwater - what a fun town that looks like! It's touristy - full of shops and outdoor cafes - it was active and busy today. We could see where the St. Croix River was flooding a little bit - not too badly - but a big part of the river walk was under water.<br /><br />The rest of today's drive was almost all on the Interstate or Minnesota divided-highways all the way to St. Cloud. This is where we're spending the night. Dick found three caches in Minnesota. Tonight we have a free night at the Comfort Inn. YaayNJKShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03590202868145100795noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7306390.post-26047655610023947262008-06-23T21:44:00.001-04:002008-07-03T09:05:23.509-04:00Westward HoWe're not exactly pioneers in a covered wagon, we're just two old fogys in a Subaru. We're heading off to Glacier National Park to do some geocaching and some sightseeing. This is part of our quest to find a cache in every State of the Union! I think we'll add at least five States to our total on this trip.<br /><br />We started out today by filling up with gas at $4.04/gallon in T.C., going across the bridge and through the U.P. The Upper is one of our favorite road trips.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGzNtd0rUkI/AAAAAAAABRw/oPLZVQAIxVU/s1600-h/HPIM1385.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGzNtd0rUkI/AAAAAAAABRw/oPLZVQAIxVU/s320/HPIM1385.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218772249198940738" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGzNt6ZESUI/AAAAAAAABR4/5UOoYLkyVqQ/s1600-h/HPIM1386.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGzNt6ZESUI/AAAAAAAABR4/5UOoYLkyVqQ/s320/HPIM1386.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218772256867764546" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGzNuLsqEcI/AAAAAAAABSA/FlnvpPKDctc/s1600-h/HPIM1387.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGzNuLsqEcI/AAAAAAAABSA/FlnvpPKDctc/s320/HPIM1387.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218772261513335234" /></a><br /> We always see something unusual. Today it was humorous road signs. My personal favorite was the yard ornament store called Birdbath and Beyond! Dick's was "Honest Injun's Tourist Trap", and we both liked "Just 40 miles to Carwash"!<br /><br />We had a picnic at Fox Beach Park, paid $3.89/gallon in Menominee, and spend the night in Marinette, Wisconsin. <br /><br />This is a statue along the Menominee River in Marinette's Stephenson Island Park.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGzNuWbllSI/AAAAAAAABSI/1h2gGrEOYro/s1600-h/HPIM1391.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SGzNuWbllSI/AAAAAAAABSI/1h2gGrEOYro/s320/HPIM1391.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218772264394528034" /></a><br />Dick found three caches in Wisconsin.NJKShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03590202868145100795noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7306390.post-18170196887623451982008-06-22T21:34:00.003-04:002008-06-25T06:26:21.729-04:00Melanie's ShowerMelanie's Bridal shower was so, so nice - it just couldn't have been any nicer. Everything was so well planned - the tables, the paperware, the beautiful food, the games...it was so enjoyable!<br /><br />Sharon and I got there a little bit early, but we had fun meeting people and talking to Barb. We sat at a table with Shelly, Drew, Melissa, Autumn, Brooke, Chloe, sometimes Barb, and sometimes Melanie. We had a great time! Drew is a very charming little guy - he's a ton of fun.<br /><br />We had a good weekend visit with Sharon, and she drove back to Lansing after the shower.<br /><br />Happy Anniversary to us - today was our 51st.NJKShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03590202868145100795noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7306390.post-47853925826997436342008-06-20T11:21:00.011-04:002008-06-21T10:03:47.576-04:00CQ's LossThis event actually happened at 4 p.m. June 18th. We are all still in a kind of a fog - except for Jana, who is taking charge of the situation and planning for a smooth transition. What a remarkable display of responsibility!<br /><br />Messages of support can be received at jsteiger@cq.com at least until June 30.<br /><br /> Here is the official CQ announcement - I'm thinking that they will live to regret this action:<br /><br />Subject: Announcement<br />Date: Thu, 19 Jun 2008 16:40:59 -0400<br />From: Mike Riley <mriley@cq.com><br />To: CQ Everyone <everyone@cq.com><br /><br />As you know, much of Congressional Quarterly’s recent success has arisen from the success of CQ.com, a deep, rich and powerful Web site that is fueled by the news, analysis and information we provide on Congress, politics and public policy. As we move into the future, the role of CQ.com is going to become ever more central to our ongoing success, and we will be well served to focus much effort on improving and enriching our online offerings and products.<br /><br />To make that happen, we will rely even more heavily on our Innovation Department, with our success depending on our ability to think smart, work collaboratively, innovate spectacularly and act quickly.<br /><br />With those goals in mind, I am consolidating the Innovation Department under Ken Sands. The first step will involve merging Editorial Product Development, directed by Jana Steiger, into the Editorial Operations of CQ.com. This consolidation, which should allow us to move more effectively, will create a single operation to be run by John Dineen. This change will take place on July 1, 2008.<br /><br />The position of Director of Editorial Product Development will be<br />eliminated. This means that Jana Steiger, who has brought great passion, talent and creativity to her various roles in a long and distinguished career at Congressional Quarterly, will be leaving our midst. Her last day in the office will be June 30, 2008. She will be sorely missed.<br /><br />In the coming months, we plan to spend much time and energy focusing on imagining the next generation of CQ.com, and this consolidation is a necessary first step to take us down that road.<br /><br />-----------------------------------------------<br />Michael Riley<br />Editor<br />Congressional Quarterly<br />1255 22nd St NW<br />Washington, DC 20037<br /><br /><br />Necessary? I strongly question the necessity, but I am notoriously prejudiced!<br /><br />Jana has been receiving hugs, calls, and emails of encouragement, some of which are here:<br /><br /><blockquote>-----Original Message-----<br />From: Jonathan <br />Sent: Thu 6/19/2008 4:45 PM<br />To: Jana Steiger<br />Subject: WTF<br /><br />What's going on?<br /><br />Jon<br /><br />-----Original Message-----<br />From: Joe <br />Sent: Thu 6/19/2008 4:54 PM<br />To: Jana Steiger<br />Subject: RE: Announcement<br /><br />I hope they're giving you a massive severance package. And I hope you're able to thumb your nose at all of this, and take a job somewhere else, at an insane salary level.<br /><br />But your value can't necessarily be measured in dollars, either.<br /><br />Should I be angry? Or happy for you?<br /><br />-----Original Message-----<br />From: Katherine <br />Sent: Thu 6/19/2008 5:01 PM<br />To: Jana Steiger<br />Subject: oh<br /><br />i am sad beyond words.<br /><br />-----Original Message-----<br />From: Kit <br />Sent: Thu 6/19/2008 6:05 PM<br />To: Jana Steiger<br />Subject: Let me know<br /><br />If you need help with getting a resume designed or a portfolio website built or anything I can help you with let me know<br /><br />I'm on vacation next week but after that I can help<br /><br />-----Original Message-----<br />From: Jesse <br />Sent: Thu 6/19/2008 7:04 PM<br />To: Jana Steiger<br />Subject: FW: Announcement<br /><br />Jana! Oh no! I don't even know what to say. This is unbelievable.<br /><br />-----Original Message-----<br />From: Dave <br />Sent: Thu 6/19/2008 7:51 PM<br />To: Jana Steiger<br />Subject: [Fwd: Announcement]<br /><br />Hi Jana,<br /><br />This is very shocking news. I'm not sure how we're going to be able to<br />do what we do without you here. I don't really understand this change.<br />It seems strange and I have lots of questions.<br /><br />Even though we haven't interacted much since I moved, I consider you one<br />of my best friends at CQ and I'm going to miss you. Regardless of people<br />rearranging departments, were there any other positions at CQ that<br />interest you?<br /><br />Thanks for always being so nice to me!<br /><br />Sincerely,<br />Dave<br /><br />-----Original Message-----<br />From: Paul <br />Sent: Thu 6/19/2008 7:57 PM<br />To: Jana Steiger<br />Subject: When the Napkin Hits the Table<br /><br />Hi Jana ---<br /><br />Really sorry that I missed you today --- I've been out and about. Do you want to get together? I'm out of the office tomorrow, but in the area and available --- and around all next week.<br /><br />Don't want to say too much over email, but I think that this deal really, really sucks.<br /><br />PZ<br /><br /><br /></blockquote>NJKShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03590202868145100795noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7306390.post-3198131466473580152008-05-30T21:48:00.008-04:002008-06-05T11:35:14.655-04:00And Away We Go!<blockquote>Crown Princess Deck Log<br />Crown Princess made her final approach to Copenhagen. After 2713.6 nautical miles traveled and seven countries visited, she was quietly alongside on her berth.</blockquote><br /><br />Wake up call - 4:30 a.m.<br />Buffet breakfast, then meet at Club Fusion before 6 a.m. to be escorted to bus.<br />We were on board the bus and on our way at 6:15 a.m. We first picked out our bags from the Princess luggage tent, and then checked bags and listed at the Lufthansa desk.<br />We found our bags! <br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEgEF3wQW0I/AAAAAAAABQc/wSY3_UcOfSM/s1600-h/DSCN0962.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEgEF3wQW0I/AAAAAAAABQc/wSY3_UcOfSM/s320/DSCN0962.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208417467966184258" /></a><br />Copenhagen Airport - the line to check in with Lufthansa:<br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEgEGWjxt_I/AAAAAAAABQk/7-FggdWHGYw/s1600-h/DSCN0963.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEgEGWjxt_I/AAAAAAAABQk/7-FggdWHGYw/s320/DSCN0963.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208417476235343858" /></a><br />Dick is ready to check in and get rid of the bags:<br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEgEGl7zPiI/AAAAAAAABQs/wJMHiY0OWxU/s1600-h/HPIM1361.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEgEGl7zPiI/AAAAAAAABQs/wJMHiY0OWxU/s320/HPIM1361.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208417480362638882" /></a><br />Copenhagen Airport:<br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEgEHZlOHDI/AAAAAAAABQ0/pA0e45k42-Y/s1600-h/DSCN0964.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEgEHZlOHDI/AAAAAAAABQ0/pA0e45k42-Y/s320/DSCN0964.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208417494226574386" /></a><br />Lines and more lines:<br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEgFgYYGsFI/AAAAAAAABQ8/7870TLDoDwg/s1600-h/DSCN0967.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEgFgYYGsFI/AAAAAAAABQ8/7870TLDoDwg/s320/DSCN0967.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208419022911483986" /></a><br />Our plane to Frankfurt:<br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEgFg9w5LoI/AAAAAAAABRE/vPDmbDwpU88/s1600-h/DSCN0968.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEgFg9w5LoI/AAAAAAAABRE/vPDmbDwpU88/s320/DSCN0968.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208419032947568258" /></a><br />The Copenhagen Airport didn't have our flight on the monitor yet, because our flight was scheduled for 10:15 a.m. It was hurry up and wait all over again.<br /><br />We flew Lufthansa from Copenhagen to Frankfurt where we had another significant wait. <br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEgGhfLpMdI/AAAAAAAABRM/VA4wy4ARoT0/s1600-h/HPIM1363.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEgGhfLpMdI/AAAAAAAABRM/VA4wy4ARoT0/s320/HPIM1363.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208420141429764562" /></a><br /><br /> Then Lufthansa again from Frankfurt to Toronto, where we collected our bags to go through US customs before boarding Air Canada to Detroit. Two things are memorable at this stage - 1. Why did we need to collect our bags in Toronto? Nobody even glanced at them as we pushed the cart through customs, and 2. Air Canada to Detroit is on an FLPJ (Funny Little Prop Job). None of us have been on a plane that small in years. It held 33-37 passengers.<br /><br />Arrived in Detroit, got a great wheelchair man who took over, helped all of us get our bags, and procured a nice big van to take us to Sniders. Hooray!<br /><br />Pizza at Sniders, and then to bed. Bye bye Scandinavia. We'll have sweet dreams always.NJKShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03590202868145100795noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7306390.post-72000560246587830942008-05-29T17:37:00.008-04:002008-06-05T09:46:56.109-04:00Oslo<blockquote>Crown Princess Deck Log<br />Gdynia to Oslo - 675.8 Nautical Miles<br />Average Speed - 21.0 Knots<br />Noon Position: Alongside in Oslo<br />Sky: Cloudy<br />Temperature: 66 F</blockquote><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEcbIwdY2nI/AAAAAAAABOM/J31ySSWGNT8/s1600-h/HPIM1328.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEcbIwdY2nI/AAAAAAAABOM/J31ySSWGNT8/s320/HPIM1328.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208161331338336882" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEcbJO2_2kI/AAAAAAAABOU/l5vrhj1xcWk/s1600-h/HPIM1329.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEcbJO2_2kI/AAAAAAAABOU/l5vrhj1xcWk/s320/HPIM1329.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208161339498814018" /></a><br />We have learned that the success of a tour rests solely on the shoulders of the tour guide. Today in Norway, we have an excellent tour guide. She was born in Japan, educated in the US and the UK, met her Norwegian husband in England, and had lived in Norway for over 25 years. Her English was excellent, her knowledge was extensive, and her pride in Norway was unmistakable! The driver's name was Paul, but her name was Japanese and started with an H and that's all I remember! She was great. <br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEcaEga1tsI/AAAAAAAABOE/J79sChr3YN8/s1600-h/DSCN0919.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEcaEga1tsI/AAAAAAAABOE/J79sChr3YN8/s320/DSCN0919.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208160158801573570" /></a><br />Our tour started very, very early - so when we arrived at Holmenkollen, the world famous ski jump training area, everything was closed. We got a good feel of the place, though, and got some good pictures.<br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEcZaTi4XZI/AAAAAAAABNs/gk7Vt9oKuQc/s1600-h/HPIM1337.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEcZaTi4XZI/AAAAAAAABNs/gk7Vt9oKuQc/s320/HPIM1337.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208159433791135122" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEcZa2PtnTI/AAAAAAAABN0/FbIV1oi7M2U/s1600-h/HPIM1338.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEcZa2PtnTI/AAAAAAAABN0/FbIV1oi7M2U/s320/HPIM1338.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208159443105979698" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEcZbDubISI/AAAAAAAABN8/M9nfh2qwVSo/s1600-h/HPIM1339.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEcZbDubISI/AAAAAAAABN8/M9nfh2qwVSo/s320/HPIM1339.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208159446724452642" /></a><br />In the same neighborhood as the ski jump, there were condos with turf roofs! It looked like a very nice neighborhood.<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEfqBlTjSOI/AAAAAAAABQE/58tlnTPLxO4/s1600-h/HPIM1341.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEfqBlTjSOI/AAAAAAAABQE/58tlnTPLxO4/s320/HPIM1341.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208388806992152802" /></a><br />The guide kept talking about the blueberries, lingonberries, and mushrooms that you can find in the "ood" - well, that meant forest, or woods. <br /><br />The highlight was the Viking museum where they have three actual Viking ships on display - it's an amazing experience. Besides the ships, there was a Viking wagon, and a Viking sled - fascinating!<br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEccKRPn1YI/AAAAAAAABOc/5yXq7fqQZKE/s1600-h/HPIM1348.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEccKRPn1YI/AAAAAAAABOc/5yXq7fqQZKE/s320/HPIM1348.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208162456830465410" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEccK0fpeVI/AAAAAAAABOk/WCDrQfOLkoo/s1600-h/DSCN0922.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEccK0fpeVI/AAAAAAAABOk/WCDrQfOLkoo/s320/DSCN0922.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208162466292922706" /></a><br /><br />At the Oslo Town Hall there is a beautiful clock with the signs of the zodiac on it, and a doorway with elaborate carvings of Norwegian sagas.<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEfmN6OmCTI/AAAAAAAABPE/qNlwFKi8hNY/s1600-h/DSCN0931.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEfmN6OmCTI/AAAAAAAABPE/qNlwFKi8hNY/s320/DSCN0931.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208384620720425266" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEfmO4FM0yI/AAAAAAAABPM/yGaqBMmA9Xo/s1600-h/DSCN0933.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEfmO4FM0yI/AAAAAAAABPM/yGaqBMmA9Xo/s320/DSCN0933.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208384637324022562" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEfmPb7PAqI/AAAAAAAABPU/ZfMEOjJwGQ4/s1600-h/DSCN0935.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEfmPb7PAqI/AAAAAAAABPU/ZfMEOjJwGQ4/s320/DSCN0935.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208384646945899170" /></a><br />We had a good view of the Town Hall building from our balcony:<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEfpNzioJrI/AAAAAAAABP8/wW0XYwMYE4I/s1600-h/HPIM1359.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEfpNzioJrI/AAAAAAAABP8/wW0XYwMYE4I/s320/HPIM1359.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208387917460285106" /></a><br />The Akershus Castle was directly across from our balcony. It's inside a huge fortress. We saw many groups visiting there, and people picnicking on the grounds. At one point, a mounted policewoman went slowly riding past.<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEfohNkF9EI/AAAAAAAABPc/36pWU-orHBw/s1600-h/HPIM1353.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEfohNkF9EI/AAAAAAAABPc/36pWU-orHBw/s320/HPIM1353.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208387151351641154" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEfohkRTfvI/AAAAAAAABPs/Pw6bJaUa4iU/s1600-h/HPIM1355.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEfohkRTfvI/AAAAAAAABPs/Pw6bJaUa4iU/s320/HPIM1355.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208387157446852338" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEfoiG0DlUI/AAAAAAAABP0/D28xjIR2rC4/s1600-h/HPIM1357.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEfoiG0DlUI/AAAAAAAABP0/D28xjIR2rC4/s320/HPIM1357.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208387166719415618" /></a><br />I loved this charming street cafe in Oslo:<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEfq9O9BopI/AAAAAAAABQM/gL6fB5OvJRw/s1600-h/HPIM1350.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEfq9O9BopI/AAAAAAAABQM/gL6fB5OvJRw/s320/HPIM1350.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208389831784243858" /></a><br />Our last dinner on the ship was an adventure. Both "anytime dining" dining rooms were full, so they escorted us to the Botticelli dining room - up a deck, the length of the ship, and down a deck (pant, pant). The Botticelli was decorated with balloons to celebrate the last night on the ship. They did a lights out presentation of the dessert - flaming baked Alaska!<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEfsR9P5ZoI/AAAAAAAABQU/O6JLYiNoWzs/s1600-h/DSCN0960.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEfsR9P5ZoI/AAAAAAAABQU/O6JLYiNoWzs/s320/DSCN0960.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208391287320438402" /></a><br />Packing up was quite a project - but with a little help from our friends, we finally goit all of the shoes inside the luggage, and set the bags outside our stateroom door to be loaded for transfer to the airport in the morning. The cruise is over (heavy sigh).<br /><blockquote>At 1400 Crown Princess was ready to sail with all lines onboard. The Captain with the aid of the pilot started to navigate the inside of the Oslofjorden. Crown Princess set her south-easterly course towards our final destination, Copenhagen.</blockquote>NJKShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03590202868145100795noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7306390.post-91782044880335406522008-05-28T21:50:00.009-04:002008-06-04T17:35:23.236-04:00At Sea Again<BLOCKQUOTE>Crown Princess Deck Log <br />Throughout the day Crown Princess continued her course towards Oslo. We embarked two pilots to assist with the navigation transiting the inside passage through Denmark, passing under the Great Belt Bridge.<br /> Sky: Clear Skies<br /> Temperature: 59F</BLOCKQUOTE><br /><br />The real world crept back into our lives momentarily this morning when it was decided that laundry needed to be done. The laundromat was supposed to open at 8 a.m., but when I got there at 10 minutes to 8 it was already open, and all of the machines were already in use. <br /><br />One man was ahead of me, so we became number one and number two. At 8 a.m. people began showing up from all directions, and they were amazed to already be numbers three, four, five and six when it supposedly didn't open until 8. I decided to hang in there, because I could tell by the way things were going that I would never be number two again! Number one listened to all of the complaints and said to me quietly that he was in charge of customer service for Continental Airlines and was glad he didn't have to answer to these angry launderers!<br /><br /> Bottom line - our laundry was all washed, dried and folded before 10 a.m. That left the rest of the day for sunning, shopping for souvenirs, entertainment in the Atrium, lunch in the buffet (Dick and Jan grooved on the sushi), Casino - (will I never learn), Scrabble with Jan and a lady from Vancouver, and even a nap!<br /><A href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEcFOurAY9I/AAAAAAAABMc/23UhcnLDoVw/s1600-h/DSCN0873.JPG"><IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208137244681987026 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEcFOurAY9I/AAAAAAAABMc/23UhcnLDoVw/s320/DSCN0873.JPG" border=0></A> <A href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEcFPpl0diI/AAAAAAAABMk/d1o7etOUrD8/s1600-h/DSCN0877.JPG"><IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208137260497925666 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEcFPpl0diI/AAAAAAAABMk/d1o7etOUrD8/s320/DSCN0877.JPG" border=0></A> <A href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEcFQoSAxHI/AAAAAAAABMs/jrSbgsLpeiM/s1600-h/DSCN0889.JPG"><IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208137277326279794 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEcFQoSAxHI/AAAAAAAABMs/jrSbgsLpeiM/s320/DSCN0889.JPG" border=0></A> <A href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEcFRNXjW6I/AAAAAAAABM0/bvAlaYUzLAY/s1600-h/DSCN0890.JPG"><IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208137287281630114 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEcFRNXjW6I/AAAAAAAABM0/bvAlaYUzLAY/s320/DSCN0890.JPG" border=0></A> <br />The Internet Center was a source of frustration for the whole cruise. We were hoping that we could log caches and keep up with the blog daily, but the connections were so slow that it was impossible - and expensive, since you pay by the minute! The sign says it all:<A href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEcGJPag0UI/AAAAAAAABM8/Qq5DTUJuP5E/s1600-h/DSCN0891.JPG"><IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208138249903591746 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEcGJPag0UI/AAAAAAAABM8/Qq5DTUJuP5E/s320/DSCN0891.JPG" border=0></A> <A href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEcGJcMhwNI/AAAAAAAABNE/bqbDqvsoktM/s1600-h/DSCN0892.JPG"><IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208138253334593746 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEcGJcMhwNI/AAAAAAAABNE/bqbDqvsoktM/s320/DSCN0892.JPG" border=0></A><br /><br />Our ship went under the Great Belt Bridge - it's a very nice bridge, but it's no Mackinac!!<br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEcI0MrjtaI/AAAAAAAABNc/-4nsKJhRQt0/s1600-h/DSCN0879.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEcI0MrjtaI/AAAAAAAABNc/-4nsKJhRQt0/s320/DSCN0879.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208141186927408546" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEcI1KoFxiI/AAAAAAAABNk/IsQEKzr9lFA/s1600-h/DSCN0881.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEcI1KoFxiI/AAAAAAAABNk/IsQEKzr9lFA/s320/DSCN0881.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208141203555862050" /></a><br /><br />The entertainment in the Atrium was this boy on a bike - and his parents probably thought he was wasting his time with that bike :)<br /><object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-49292902a2aee175" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"><param name="movie" value="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DqgAAAPCZD0ddCGBZjZs6HcCGJYd0fTREAqV6i-fNKN2XUwpD9cr5_bZwNg4iCiHrh7LiCFO6r748MJMNBFdSQrvXNrF5IzGhY_VviaVpJwa5L4l6l4zjjJSs_jpn7-EQ3SXXErYrqwI408SERtFEWZSvKFFilYaFtPftzXlspctGD68Z5VN5RELyZWfghm9CrAiZX1QThMX4nDapqb_BcweuoLI-_KsucU4HM-_oqbxtt_rd%26sigh%3DjzJofViwVMphvMZ5iRUFFx65408%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;nogvlm=1&amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D49292902a2aee175%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3DclTMiXgGDdHjO7OgsLRJ1W1E4UM&amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den"> <param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"> <embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DqgAAAPCZD0ddCGBZjZs6HcCGJYd0fTREAqV6i-fNKN2XUwpD9cr5_bZwNg4iCiHrh7LiCFO6r748MJMNBFdSQrvXNrF5IzGhY_VviaVpJwa5L4l6l4zjjJSs_jpn7-EQ3SXXErYrqwI408SERtFEWZSvKFFilYaFtPftzXlspctGD68Z5VN5RELyZWfghm9CrAiZX1QThMX4nDapqb_BcweuoLI-_KsucU4HM-_oqbxtt_rd%26sigh%3DjzJofViwVMphvMZ5iRUFFx65408%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;nogvlm=1&amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D49292902a2aee175%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3DclTMiXgGDdHjO7OgsLRJ1W1E4UM&amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object> <br /><br />Drinks before dinner at Crooner's.<br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEcHxGNTwuI/AAAAAAAABNM/Ev4U0vaUalU/s1600-h/DSCN0897.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEcHxGNTwuI/AAAAAAAABNM/Ev4U0vaUalU/s320/DSCN0897.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208140034138686178" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEcHxxubO9I/AAAAAAAABNU/3dx4A4euKGE/s1600-h/DSCN0898.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEcHxxubO9I/AAAAAAAABNU/3dx4A4euKGE/s320/DSCN0898.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208140045820312530" /></a>NJKShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03590202868145100795noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7306390.post-55253089991740722262008-05-27T18:54:00.010-04:002008-06-04T16:12:19.968-04:00Gdynia (Gdansk)<BLOCKQUOTE>Crown Princess Deck Log<br /> Tallinn to Gdynia - 404.4 Nautical Miles<br /> Average Speed - 20.6 Knots<br /> Noon Position: Alongside in Gdynia <br />Sky: Cloudy <br />Temperature: 63 F<br /></BLOCKQUOTE>Our Welcome to Gdynia!<br /><object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5da474d231b1f218" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"><param name="movie" value="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DqgAAAPEbdexZYqODP9Nt5kZfcH3005eeROyKgygbpFccKBFHDgqjPd_3p7QFOVxDSJLQNLpVaBYYkiEtK-H8BIee5nfpEl8cbstIXlKmBrskMcBVAwOt4IvcOtrUTiiGFedNXwpBmNpCaU2fS2TwfNFjuyEmoWC_MDi9PjvY4QBzVKjUmadLrTLanFCu11nUE8B1KwD1zL4zgmpTwCgTb-rmQWHH1px7Dv1ESUF2-7BT1axW%26sigh%3DYrwiZIqte42goSn0NU8kKJRwiUE%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;nogvlm=1&amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5da474d231b1f218%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3DgCL34Cwg_TDvFAC_Xh-T6PPcAOU&amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den"> <param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"> <embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DqgAAAPEbdexZYqODP9Nt5kZfcH3005eeROyKgygbpFccKBFHDgqjPd_3p7QFOVxDSJLQNLpVaBYYkiEtK-H8BIee5nfpEl8cbstIXlKmBrskMcBVAwOt4IvcOtrUTiiGFedNXwpBmNpCaU2fS2TwfNFjuyEmoWC_MDi9PjvY4QBzVKjUmadLrTLanFCu11nUE8B1KwD1zL4zgmpTwCgTb-rmQWHH1px7Dv1ESUF2-7BT1axW%26sigh%3DYrwiZIqte42goSn0NU8kKJRwiUE%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;nogvlm=1&amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5da474d231b1f218%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3DgCL34Cwg_TDvFAC_Xh-T6PPcAOU&amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object> <br />Part of the Polish Navy:<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEaa383aPOI/AAAAAAAABL0/GAAybFeF51k/s1600-h/HPIM1300.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEaa383aPOI/AAAAAAAABL0/GAAybFeF51k/s320/HPIM1300.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208020305122573538" /></a>The Port of Gdynia:<br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEaa4ACO2OI/AAAAAAAABL8/6nVkqf7_PZk/s1600-h/HPIM1301.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEaa4ACO2OI/AAAAAAAABL8/6nVkqf7_PZk/s320/HPIM1301.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208020305973270754" /></a><br /><br />Slow bus ride from Gdynia to Gdansk which would have been OK except the tour guide, Alexander, was 100 years old and spoke very bad English with a heavy accent on a really staticky sound system. It was a relief when he stopped talking. He also didn't know how to handle a microphone, so there were a lot of loud fumbling sounds when he picked it up and put it down. Here's the proof - can you understand what he's saying??<object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2c57a610bdb2900e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"><param name="movie" value="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DqgAAAO3T1daHheEeH3ZcEQIwEb-AlddH9loYMCGN-g-ySTsUec2dwVcP45RkizAL6ve0GWr_Px38FUTnEvglv8oL2_p3f_KzZR--M-Gk0xukooZAIBysMQ7_AiV8CNyDbNS8ixzqRqMuWAQkJ2NXinwKK2bdUBCYWjr7CAly2_d5N8WupsU52GeGpfcksr5XkXT7qfdVA_v_qfJ1wBlKSQpSeTiO5bw5x1m4gt9Bjrxfjl1s%26sigh%3D8vhd513TppyHZZo797nn-2_fquo%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;nogvlm=1&amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2c57a610bdb2900e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3Dxylx8u5cd_HVvEkbHoAmwCgIq9Y&amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den"> <param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"> <embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DqgAAAO3T1daHheEeH3ZcEQIwEb-AlddH9loYMCGN-g-ySTsUec2dwVcP45RkizAL6ve0GWr_Px38FUTnEvglv8oL2_p3f_KzZR--M-Gk0xukooZAIBysMQ7_AiV8CNyDbNS8ixzqRqMuWAQkJ2NXinwKK2bdUBCYWjr7CAly2_d5N8WupsU52GeGpfcksr5XkXT7qfdVA_v_qfJ1wBlKSQpSeTiO5bw5x1m4gt9Bjrxfjl1s%26sigh%3D8vhd513TppyHZZo797nn-2_fquo%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;nogvlm=1&amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2c57a610bdb2900e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3Dxylx8u5cd_HVvEkbHoAmwCgIq9Y&amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object> Alexander:<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEaYauFhtwI/AAAAAAAABLE/0RJwCjpTUtU/s1600-h/DSCN0837.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEaYauFhtwI/AAAAAAAABLE/0RJwCjpTUtU/s320/DSCN0837.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208017603915790082" /></a><br /><br />Nevertheless... Gdansk has a very charming Old Town section. Gdansk (Danzig) was totally destroyed during WWII. There were only scattered remnants of walls and rubble when the war was over. Originally, the Poles had decided to leave it that way as a memorial to the effects of war. But in 1948, they decided to rebuild the town as it had been in the Middle Ages. The result is spectacular. The architecture is fascinating - with statuary on the roofs and above the windows of many of the buildings. Some buildings have rustic scenes painted between the windows in Medieval style - you really can't take it all in.<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEaaF1McCwI/AAAAAAAABLc/-F4MzVsS7JY/s1600-h/DSCN0844.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEaaF1McCwI/AAAAAAAABLc/-F4MzVsS7JY/s320/DSCN0844.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208019444069829378" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEaaGVs4B5I/AAAAAAAABLk/HGqmDgfgylw/s1600-h/HPIM1316.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEaaGVs4B5I/AAAAAAAABLk/HGqmDgfgylw/s320/HPIM1316.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208019452795815826" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEaaG6Dp8vI/AAAAAAAABLs/tOWRIMeEG9M/s1600-h/HPIM1312.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEaaG6Dp8vI/AAAAAAAABLs/tOWRIMeEG9M/s320/HPIM1312.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208019462555038450" /></a> The construction is still not completed - they're still working on it. But in the main, it's delightful and so pleasant.<br />Street Scenes in Gdansk:<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEaX0r4mqjI/AAAAAAAABKc/X4d_Wu43eoY/s1600-h/hpim1314.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEaX0r4mqjI/AAAAAAAABKc/X4d_Wu43eoY/s320/hpim1314.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208016950489688626" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEaX00rgiKI/AAAAAAAABKk/dJQjN9iJR9g/s1600-h/HPIM1315.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEaX00rgiKI/AAAAAAAABKk/dJQjN9iJR9g/s320/HPIM1315.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208016952850679970" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEaX1TSp9HI/AAAAAAAABKs/DQGMrMJpWYo/s1600-h/HPIM1310.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEaX1TSp9HI/AAAAAAAABKs/DQGMrMJpWYo/s320/HPIM1310.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208016961067938930" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEaX16B-58I/AAAAAAAABK0/MbOuchIMnAE/s1600-h/DSCN0842.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEaX16B-58I/AAAAAAAABK0/MbOuchIMnAE/s320/DSCN0842.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208016971466991554" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEaX2EIgJHI/AAAAAAAABK8/MlgHmVyLz4A/s1600-h/DSCN0849.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEaX2EIgJHI/AAAAAAAABK8/MlgHmVyLz4A/s320/DSCN0849.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208016974178690162" /></a><br /><br /> We saw Gdanskians of all ages. There were school groups from first graders to high schoolers on field trips to the Museums. Some of the groups were wearing identical ball caps, some had identical scarves, and they were all orderly and seemed to be enjoying themselves.<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEaZK-OkpGI/AAAAAAAABLM/SGmjhAnd2TE/s1600-h/DSCN0839.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEaZK-OkpGI/AAAAAAAABLM/SGmjhAnd2TE/s320/DSCN0839.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208018432882418786" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEaZLVHrWwI/AAAAAAAABLU/bSZ12txU6z4/s1600-h/DSCN0845.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEaZLVHrWwI/AAAAAAAABLU/bSZ12txU6z4/s320/DSCN0845.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208018439027514114" /></a> There were many babes in strollers and buggies - it seems that all countries use suckies these days! There were lots of older people, some with canes and walkers - oh wait - those were the passengers on our ship! (Just kidding). <br /><br />The Old Town area is full of many, many shops and eating places - Jan and I paid $8 for two cokes, which was fine until the Canadians at the next table were charged $7.50 for three Pepsis! Our handsome young waiter didn't have a clue about the exchange rates - but he was friendly and attentive, so who cares?<br /><br /> On the bus ride back to the ship we stopped by the Gdansk Shipyard to see the Solidarnosc Memorial. I never dreamed I would be here!<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEacU_qlhmI/AAAAAAAABME/cSLJpy9faOc/s1600-h/DSCN0856.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEacU_qlhmI/AAAAAAAABME/cSLJpy9faOc/s320/DSCN0856.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208021903601927778" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEacVXN_uyI/AAAAAAAABMM/m3-soxZy7-k/s1600-h/DSCN0857.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEacVXN_uyI/AAAAAAAABMM/m3-soxZy7-k/s320/DSCN0857.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208021909924461346" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEacV9QHabI/AAAAAAAABMU/vgQSlNtD7B0/s1600-h/DSCN0859.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEacV9QHabI/AAAAAAAABMU/vgQSlNtD7B0/s320/DSCN0859.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208021920133900722" /></a><br /><br /> The comedian after dinner was so funny describing tour guides, bus rides and tours in general. He cracked us up talking about the sometimes urgent need for a "pisseria"! On this whole tour of the Baltic cities, WC (water closet) is the preferred term for restroom.NJKShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03590202868145100795noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7306390.post-21187647586984141092008-05-26T11:26:00.008-04:002008-06-03T12:21:09.684-04:00Tallinn<blockquote>Crown Princess Deck Log<br />St. Petersburg to Tallinn - 196.2 Nautical Miles<br />Average Speed - 20.6 Knots<br />Noon position: Alongside in Tallinn<br />Sky: Clear Skies<br />Temperature: 52 F</blockquote><br />This is Memorial Day back home - no mention of it here on the boat or in Estonia. We had a really early start this morning, and then our tour bus was one half hour late - which was a foreshadowing of the day! Our guide was Sven and he was a rookie. He had really no idea how to conduct a tour. He never introduced the driver, he was continuously distracted by passengers' questions, and he never gave good instructions about how long the stops would be and where to meet, etc. Lots of people on the tour were dissatisfied! It was fun talking to the other folks on the bus who were retired teachers.<br />Sven the Incompetent:<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEVsZrnYU_I/AAAAAAAABJ8/R2I3Rd-eXdo/s1600-h/DSCN0807.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEVsZrnYU_I/AAAAAAAABJ8/R2I3Rd-eXdo/s400/DSCN0807.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207687732584272882" /></a><br />Tallinn was another interesting town with a neat skyline and lots of spires. We were only in port for 5 hours, so we really couldn't do it credit. We did get lots of good pictures though:<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEVqZDQuHhI/AAAAAAAABIs/Eq7zQXat21A/s1600-h/DSCN0804.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEVqZDQuHhI/AAAAAAAABIs/Eq7zQXat21A/s200/DSCN0804.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207685522728558098" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEVqZ66Cv5I/AAAAAAAABI0/rcGMv2pgHkk/s1600-h/DSCN0805.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEVqZ66Cv5I/AAAAAAAABI0/rcGMv2pgHkk/s200/DSCN0805.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207685537665826706" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEVqaX647dI/AAAAAAAABI8/Nt3TY2E6D1Q/s1600-h/DSCN0808.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEVqaX647dI/AAAAAAAABI8/Nt3TY2E6D1Q/s200/DSCN0808.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207685545454005714" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEVqbMCFRoI/AAAAAAAABJE/YDX1o2u2aBw/s1600-h/DSCN0811.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEVqbMCFRoI/AAAAAAAABJE/YDX1o2u2aBw/s200/DSCN0811.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207685559442818690" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEVqbQbdCYI/AAAAAAAABJM/GjUF40iSZd8/s1600-h/DSCN0812.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEVqbQbdCYI/AAAAAAAABJM/GjUF40iSZd8/s200/DSCN0812.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207685560622975362" /></a><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEVrzXAe7hI/AAAAAAAABJU/x4PNpDQmsQE/s1600-h/DSCN0814.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEVrzXAe7hI/AAAAAAAABJU/x4PNpDQmsQE/s200/DSCN0814.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207687074217389586" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEVrzxtv4FI/AAAAAAAABJc/tozN2i9jTF8/s1600-h/DSCN0816.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEVrzxtv4FI/AAAAAAAABJc/tozN2i9jTF8/s200/DSCN0816.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207687081386565714" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEVr0zTPaDI/AAAAAAAABJk/MWQOlyDDKbw/s1600-h/DSCN0817.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEVr0zTPaDI/AAAAAAAABJk/MWQOlyDDKbw/s200/DSCN0817.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207687098992126002" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEVr1RXdoqI/AAAAAAAABJs/Gf_sa5XbD8g/s1600-h/DSCN0818.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEVr1RXdoqI/AAAAAAAABJs/Gf_sa5XbD8g/s200/DSCN0818.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207687107062899362" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEVr2MnKu4I/AAAAAAAABJ0/YL_Vz6yerYk/s1600-h/DSCN0823.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEVr2MnKu4I/AAAAAAAABJ0/YL_Vz6yerYk/s200/DSCN0823.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207687122966461314" /></a><br />Dick and I changed for the Captain's Circle Cocktail Party. Free Rum Punch - woo woo!<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEVu_26wHZI/AAAAAAAABKU/dtdfyTfQHuY/s1600-h/DSCN0827.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEVu_26wHZI/AAAAAAAABKU/dtdfyTfQHuY/s320/DSCN0827.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207690587476598162" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEVtMLkTyTI/AAAAAAAABKE/lgVx1TBD2VQ/s1600-h/DSCN0826.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEVtMLkTyTI/AAAAAAAABKE/lgVx1TBD2VQ/s320/DSCN0826.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207688600154786098" /></a>NJKShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03590202868145100795noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7306390.post-34419340982444618292008-05-25T20:43:00.004-04:002008-06-03T11:24:46.749-04:00St. Petersburg Day 2<blockquote>Crown Princess Deck Log<br />Noon Position: Alongside in St. Petersburg<br />Sky: Clear Skies<br />Temperature: 54 F</blockquote><br />Today our tour guide was Irini, but she didn't mind being called Irene. The driver's name was Constantine. Irini is a high school English teacher. I wonder how many high school Russian teachers we have here in this country... She is well-informed and well-spoken, and quite political! She is definitely anti-Putin, not sure how she feels about Medvedev. She had praise for Brezhnev and scorn for Gorbechov.<br /><br />Constantine proved what a good driver he is. Because of the city-wide celebration of the birthday of St. Petersburg, many main streets were closed off for parades, booths, etc. He had to back down some streets, and make really difficult U turns on others. We were all quite impressed! <br /> Here are Irini and Constantine:<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEVd70u-lRI/AAAAAAAABHs/buPGW-LMWvc/s1600-h/DSCN0779.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEVd70u-lRI/AAAAAAAABHs/buPGW-LMWvc/s320/DSCN0779.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207671826473194770" /></a><br />We did a little sightseeing, <a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEVevC5AwAI/AAAAAAAABH0/acuxcmvcypw/s1600-h/DSCN0754.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEVevC5AwAI/AAAAAAAABH0/acuxcmvcypw/s320/DSCN0754.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207672706446704642" /></a>a little geocaching,><blockquote>May 25 by basswoodbend (1762 found)<br />Quite an adventure! Just after breakfast yesterday a police car<br />pulled up to the river bank opposite our cabin and the cops got out<br />and walked down to look at a black bundle in the river. After checking<br />it out, they hauled the dead mans body just out of the water and left.<br />It stayed there for over 12 hours. It was removed sometime between 5<br />and 9 PM.<br />We don't know if he was a tourist who took a wrong turn or not but we<br />are being very careful to stay with our guide and in our assigned<br />group. We were not about to start wandering and looking for caches as we have done in other towns.<br />St Petersburg is overwhelming! The number of palaces and churches is truly amazing for a town that is younger than most of our east coast cities. This church and its story is captivating. Unfortunately for us, the building is currently closed.<br />We have sent the email with the answers, picture to follow. Since we leave soon for Tallinn, this is the only cache we will seek in Russia. We will use it to launch our "Russia" geocoin.</blockquote><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEVevhOpJ5I/AAAAAAAABH8/pxrOEwQLQoY/s1600-h/DSCN0764.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEVevhOpJ5I/AAAAAAAABH8/pxrOEwQLQoY/s320/DSCN0764.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207672714590496658" /></a>and a little souvenir shopping. The man on the left is the shopkeeper. He was most anxious to make a good deal for me because I was his first customer of the day. In the Russian shops they have a superstition that if the first customer buys something, the whole day will go well. If they don't buy, you'll have a bad day. So because I was the first customer, he took $10 off the price.<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEVfuDpN2dI/AAAAAAAABIE/kxpWKh-WKKA/s1600-h/DSCN0769.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEVfuDpN2dI/AAAAAAAABIE/kxpWKh-WKKA/s320/DSCN0769.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207673788980648402" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEVfutYhp4I/AAAAAAAABIM/nropfZs5R1U/s1600-h/DSCN0778.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEVfutYhp4I/AAAAAAAABIM/nropfZs5R1U/s320/DSCN0778.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207673800184932226" /></a><br />Here's to Cruising! Dinner in the dining room:<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEVh76upgzI/AAAAAAAABIU/miSTksqNc8s/s1600-h/DSCN0746.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEVh76upgzI/AAAAAAAABIU/miSTksqNc8s/s320/DSCN0746.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207676226128937778" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEVh9RwX6_I/AAAAAAAABIc/Roa_Qa8zexk/s1600-h/DSCN0799.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEVh9RwX6_I/AAAAAAAABIc/Roa_Qa8zexk/s320/DSCN0799.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207676249490058226" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEViAnUamOI/AAAAAAAABIk/VL9WIkX9V9E/s1600-h/DSCN0800.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEViAnUamOI/AAAAAAAABIk/VL9WIkX9V9E/s320/DSCN0800.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207676306817980642" /></a>NJKShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03590202868145100795noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7306390.post-46900082476971917722008-05-24T20:09:00.005-04:002008-06-05T19:00:40.362-04:00St. Petersburg Day 1<BLOCKQUOTE>Crown Princess Deck Log <br />Helsinki to St. Petersburg - 178.9 Nautical Miles<br /> Average Speed - 20.6 Knots<br /> Noon position: Alongside in St. Petersburg <br />Sky: Clear Skies <br />Temperature: 55 F</BLOCKQUOTE><br />This day had a most peculiar beginning. It seems there was the dead body of a man directly across from our anchorage. We could see it easily from the buffet and from our balcony. The servers said that the police had been there and had pulled the body from the water - but it lay there all day - we last checked it at 5 p.m. - but it was gone by the time we went to bed. How bizarre is that? <br /><br />We were greeted on shore by this Russian band which was playing Chattanooga Choo-Choo! It made everybody smile. Some passengers were conducting and others were dancing!<A href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEVPz_xIYSI/AAAAAAAABHk/95dKWUDOi58/s1600-h/DSCN0721.JPG"><IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207656298833273122 style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEVPz_xIYSI/AAAAAAAABHk/95dKWUDOi58/s320/DSCN0721.JPG" border=0></A> <br />When we went ashore, we had to go through Russian customs. The customs officers were women, and they were very very serious and businesslike. They stamped our passports, so we have proof that we were there! In Russian, the name is sounded out "Sankt Peterburg" - so I wonder why we add the "s" after Peter and they don't. I kept forgetting to ask about that. <br /><br />Our tour guide today is Maria, and she will also answer to Marsha. She was young, intelligent, spoke good English, and she was lively and fun. The tour of the Hermitage was the absolute highlight of the day and maybe the highlight of the whole cruise. This museum has room after room of great masters - all of the famous artists that you can think of - Rembrandt, van Gogh, Gauguin, and on and on. Whole rooms full of their works are there - not just one or two masterpieces. It is totally amazing. The <A href="http://www.blogger.com/www.hermitagemuseum.org">Hermitage</A> has a great web site where you can take a virtual tour of the whole place. My favorites were the Peacock Clock, the lapis lazuli vase, the Prodigal Son by Rembrandt, and At the Foot of the Mountains by Gauguin.<br /><A href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEPo4xYIQcI/AAAAAAAABBk/KvjccxDH1q4/s1600-h/peacock+clock.jpg"><IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207261656195285442 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEPo4xYIQcI/AAAAAAAABBk/KvjccxDH1q4/s400/peacock+clock.jpg" border=0></A> <A href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEPo5B1YqmI/AAAAAAAABBs/-AfV-AbWBG8/s1600-h/prodigal.jpg"><IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207261660612962914 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEPo5B1YqmI/AAAAAAAABBs/-AfV-AbWBG8/s400/prodigal.jpg" border=0></A> <A href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEPo5clhDUI/AAAAAAAABB0/iTJoZ3Gur60/s1600-h/foot.jpg"><IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207261667794160962 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEPo5clhDUI/AAAAAAAABB0/iTJoZ3Gur60/s400/foot.jpg" border=0></A> <A href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEPo5vxAGdI/AAAAAAAABB8/xwCp1n5M4K0/s1600-h/lapis.jpg"><IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207261672942606802 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEPo5vxAGdI/AAAAAAAABB8/xwCp1n5M4K0/s400/lapis.jpg" border=0></A><br />Our tour guide, Maria:<br /><A href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEVMgXMl3KI/AAAAAAAABGs/_LoCBG_t7pY/s1600-h/DSCN0722.JPG"><IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207652662990199970 style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEVMgXMl3KI/AAAAAAAABGs/_LoCBG_t7pY/s320/DSCN0722.JPG" border=0></A><br />These beautiful vases were a knock-out, Maria referred to them as "wases". <br /><A href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEVMhiQkQhI/AAAAAAAABG0/TTiWyLiSq1Y/s1600-h/DSCN0723.JPG"><IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207652683139531282 style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEVMhiQkQhI/AAAAAAAABG0/TTiWyLiSq1Y/s320/DSCN0723.JPG" border=0></A><br />All of the artworks depicting Biblical stories were referred to as legends.<br /> <A href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEVMjXibkdI/AAAAAAAABG8/uxvNFz96Hj8/s1600-h/DSCN0725.JPG"><IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207652714621407698 style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEVMjXibkdI/AAAAAAAABG8/uxvNFz96Hj8/s320/DSCN0725.JPG" border=0></A><br />Maria with a roomful of precious masterpieces. Unbelievable. <br /><A href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEVMk8DcheI/AAAAAAAABHE/S0sRj_Ben_I/s1600-h/DSCN0726.JPG"><IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207652741603427810 style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEVMk8DcheI/AAAAAAAABHE/S0sRj_Ben_I/s320/DSCN0726.JPG" border=0></A><br />Jesus' entry into Jerusalem<br /> <A href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEVMmGiMCYI/AAAAAAAABHM/jWivVQE_RCM/s1600-h/DSCN0732.JPG"><IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207652761596594562 style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEVMmGiMCYI/AAAAAAAABHM/jWivVQE_RCM/s320/DSCN0732.JPG" border=0></A><br />Maria with a roomful of Picasso originals.<br /><A href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEVOxaHcjCI/AAAAAAAABHU/-sfxIYmqgKM/s1600-h/DSCN0736.JPG"><IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207655154854956066 style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEVOxaHcjCI/AAAAAAAABHU/-sfxIYmqgKM/s320/DSCN0736.JPG" border=0></A><br />Guards outside the Hermitage getting ready to deploy.<br /> <A href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEVOx_2TzjI/AAAAAAAABHc/fCcx3J3Urgw/s1600-h/DSCN0737.JPG"><IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207655164983627314 style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEVOx_2TzjI/AAAAAAAABHc/fCcx3J3Urgw/s320/DSCN0737.JPG" border=0></A> <br />Here are some street scenes from St. Petersburg. The city has a most distinctive sky line! We were lucky enough to be there on the weekend that they were celebrating the 305th birthday of the city. It was decorated and cleaned up just for us! St. Petersburg is full of palaces, museums, mansions, canals, public gardens (parks), gilded spires and domes. It's a very beautiful place.<br /><A href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEVLH7ulgtI/AAAAAAAABGM/sBgoGkdJ9Ts/s1600-h/DSCN0765.JPG"><IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207651143788102354 style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEVLH7ulgtI/AAAAAAAABGM/sBgoGkdJ9Ts/s320/DSCN0765.JPG" border=0></A> <A href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEVLIVKWYoI/AAAAAAAABGU/Yxi1Ajg0YHY/s1600-h/DSCN0766.JPG"><IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207651150615437954 style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEVLIVKWYoI/AAAAAAAABGU/Yxi1Ajg0YHY/s320/DSCN0766.JPG" border=0></A> <A href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEVLJMowG2I/AAAAAAAABGc/lKI6Srw96lw/s1600-h/DSCN0767.JPG"><IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207651165506902882 style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEVLJMowG2I/AAAAAAAABGc/lKI6Srw96lw/s320/DSCN0767.JPG" border=0></A> <A href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEVLJw5ClmI/AAAAAAAABGk/3BPZjNGQheE/s1600-h/DSCN0768.JPG"><IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207651175238899298 style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEVLJw5ClmI/AAAAAAAABGk/3BPZjNGQheE/s320/DSCN0768.JPG" border=0></A> <A href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEPlA9gy4oI/AAAAAAAABBE/DwwTEXzfe6E/s1600-h/HPIM1279.JPG"><IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207257398845301378 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEPlA9gy4oI/AAAAAAAABBE/DwwTEXzfe6E/s400/HPIM1279.JPG" border=0></A> <A href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TZdeJ8fsuPc/SEPlBRFDzpI/AAAAAAAABBM/W6-exKPez9Q/s1600-h/HPIM1280.JPG"><IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207257404097678994 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10p