Category Archives: Travels

Waltzing Mathilda:

At 2:42 A.M. Friday, September 10, 2010 Renee and Neil Tice welcomed sweet little Mathilda Starr Tice into the family. Judy and I were caring for Georgia Ann who is just one day short of her 4th birthday. We spent most of Friday at the birthing center in Portland.

When we left the center at seven p.m. everyone was doing just fine and Georgia elected to sleep in with Mommy, Daddy and Mathilda. You will find a photo of this precious little bundle on our website: Continue reading Waltzing Mathilda:

Playing Sawmill:

Traveling around the way we do you never know when an opportunity is going to step up and smack you in the solar plexus. Here I am at sister Holly’s lakeside home sitting around like it is Margaritaville. We are swimming and having a great time when my Nephew, Carl Morgan, asks if I want to come over and play with him on his portable sawmill. Now beings the only productive thing I have done all week is wash the coach and trailer, I said “sure, why not.”

Now Carl marches to a different drummer than most. He guides white water rafts on the Wenatchee and Skykomish rivers. He is building a house for his family. Once before I said sure and I spent the day running a Bobcat Digger. You can check out these stories at [Life is a Journey] and [Horse Feathers and River Rats]

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Tight Fit:

From time to time we get invited to hang out in someone’s driveway. Usually the invitation must be declined because our rig is simply too large to fit. Our rig is nearly the size of an 18-wheeler. Parking on the street usually doesn’t work either because most communities have ordinances against such activities. We got away with it at Glen and Barb’s home in Gilroy for a week. Next time we showed up the city police arrived shortly after we did and gave us until noon to be out of town. Barb’s parents invited us by this week. Continue reading Tight Fit:

Things to Come:

Nana and Papa accompanied Renee, Neil and Georgia to the clinic today where we all came face to face with grandchild number five. The baby is about 28 weeks along and she smiled at us, waved and then yawned to tell us she was ready for us to buzz off. The view was clear enough that we could see a dimple in her cheeks when she smiled, just like Sister Georgia. Continue reading Things to Come: