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Southaven, Mississippi – Day 4

The motorhome is now parked at VFW Post #10567 in Southaven, Mississippi. The location is about 1/4 mile south of the Tennessee Border and about 10 miles south of the City of Memphis. We will stay here while we explore the Memphis area for the next several days.

Yesterday was once again both hot and humid. About 85 degrees and % humidity. The Weather Wimp…as Mary calls me, says… Triple Yuk!!!

Mary decided she wanted to see an acupuncturist to try to relieve her pain. Due to faulty instructions and poor signage it took about 1.5 hours and 50 miles of driving to find him. She had about a one hour treatment. Returning directly to the motorhome still took 50 minutes and 24 miles. By time we returned it well after 1:00 PM and because it was so hot and humid didn’t feel like doing any sightseeing. We spent the afternoon and evening sitting in our chairs outside and reading.

She got a good night’s sleep and this morning is indicating she’s feeling noticeably better.

Since our little activity day, I’ve only got three photos for today. The first two are of the beautiful memorial here at VFW Post #10567 in Southaven, Mississippi…

As always you may left click upon an image to see an enlarged view and then click once again to see an even larger view…

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and finally a photo attesting to yesterday’s heat and humidity…

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Enjoying a nice companionship is another joy in the life of a full-time RVer!

The red dot on the below map shows our approximate location near Memphis in the State of Tennessee. You may double left-click the map to make it larger…

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Enjoying 65-75 degree temperatures most of the year is a primary joy in the RVing lifestyle!

“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance you must keep moving”…Albert Einstein

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On October 27, 2012, I created a two-minute video titled America The Beautiful. The music America The Beautiful is by Christopher W. French. The photos, which I randomly selected, are from the states of Arizona, California, Colorado, Florida, Georgia, Louisiana, Massachusetts, Mississippi, Montana, New Mexico, North Carolina, Oklahoma, Oregon, Pennsylvania, Texas, Tennessee, Washington and West Virginia (not shown in that order)…are mine. Yup, That’s me standing in front of the Post Office in Luckenbach, Texas…Y’all!

Click this link to start the video. Make sure you have your speakers turned on and go to full screen asap.
http://youtu.be/FfZUzEB4rM8

If you have not checked out my Ramblin Man’s Photos Blog, you can do so by clicking this link…
http://ramblinmanphotos.wordpress.com/

All original material Copyright – Jim Jaillet 2013
For more information about my three books, click this link:
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Heron Lake State Park, New Mexico – Day 21

As a holder of the New Mexico Annual Camping Permit (non-resident $225), I can stay up to three weeks in a park, which I have been doing here at Heron Lake. My three weeks are up today, so I’m obligated to move. There are two major factors which I need to consider regarding the move. I need to stay at higher elevations in order to stay in decent weather temperatures. In addition, I need to minimize my physical movements to aid in my accident recovery. My best maneuver at this time is to move to El Vado Lake State Park. The way the crow flies it’s less than ten miles, but driving will require about 30 miles. I’ll move there today.

I still need more rest and recuperation from my May 27th accident. My right ribcage area remains slightly swollen and tender to the touch. I’m still experiencing the occasional popping in my chest with the associated mild burning pain. I remain taking Ibuprofen, icing my ribcage area 2-3 times a day and wearing an elastic bandage abound my chest. The doctors told me to expect 6-12 weeks for recovery. The accident occurred six weeks and two days ago.

I’ve been here almost three weeks and have pretty much visited all areas of Heron Lake for photography purposes. So I moved over to adjacent El Vado Lake. Here’s a Google image the show the relative locations. The pin shows my campsite location at Heron Lake. El Vado Lake is to the lower left.

As always you may left click upon an image to see an enlarged view and then click once again to see an even larger view…

Yesterday I showed some photos of the El Vado Lake Peninsula…the three mile-long finger of land starting from the top of the lake. The peninsula gives the lake a “V” shape. I took enough photos to call today’s blog entry…El Vado Lake Peninsula – Day 2. Once again…take notice how drastically low the lake is due to a several year-long drought…

Enjoying nature is another joy in the life of a full-time RVer!

All original material Copyright – Jim Jaillet 2012
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Heron Lake State Park, New Mexico – Day 5

In the last few Blog entries, I’ve been discussing my problems with the malfunctioning alternator in my Ford Bronco II.

Yesterday morning I borrowed the camp host’s truck and drove the about 25 miles to pickup my ordered replacement unit…

As always you may left click upon an image to see an enlarged view and then click once again to see an even larger view…

Because of the injuries I suffered in the May 27th accident I had hired two young park rangers to assist me with the removal and re-installation of the new unit. Through some miscommunication with the camp host, they did not show up. By 1:30 PM, I was feeling half-way decent and decided to brave the heat and install the new unit myself. So, carefully and slowly, not wanting to re-injure my strained chest muscle, I got it installed in about 30 minutes…

Speaking of my injuries, the accident happened four weeks ago today. I’m surprised after all that time how still swollen and painful my right rib cage area remains. They told me to expect 6-8 weeks, possibly up to 10-12 weeks to heal. I take my last codeine-based pain medication this morning. After today, I’ll be on just Ibuprofen.

A few days back I got an Email from a fellow by the name of Eric Griego who said he noticed my Blog entry about arriving at Heron Lake. He and his wife Kelly, live in Albuquerque. They come up here on weekends to sail with the New Mexico Sailing Club, a small private group of about 100 members, here on Lake Heron. Eric grew up in the Seattle area as a teenager where he developed his love and interest in sailing. They extended an invitation for me to come and visit them…which I did last evening.

Here are some photos that I took…

I had a very enjoyable two-hour visit. It was really nice to be down near the water away from the heat and the bugs.

Meeting new and interesting people is another joy in the life of a full-time RVer!

All original material Copyright – Jim Jaillet 2012
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Bumps And Bruises From The Tragic Accident…

In the previous five Blog entries I’ve reported about a terrible accident Mary and I lived through six days ago. In case you missed those entries, here are the links…

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In today’s Blog entry I thought I’d show you some of our physical bruises. It’s true that Mary and I escaped this tragic accident with no broken bones…but bumps and bruises we have. The mental and emotional bumps and bruises cannot be photographed…

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Here are some of Mary’s…

And some of mine…

Because I was continuing to experience sharp, hot searing pains in my chest, I drove the Bronco the about five miles yesterday to the medical center for another evaluation. The doctor told me I have a severe contusion…another way of saying an extremely strained chest muscle. He took two chest x-rays to confirm that my lungs were not pulling away from my rib cage. They are not.

He explained that my type of injuries can take weeks to heal. So he had my chest wrapped with an elastic bandage, loaded me up with more pain medication and sent me on my way. The elastic bandage and new medications helped immensely. I had a decent night’s sleep last night  and I’m feeling noticeably better this morning than I have since the accident.

For those more injured than myself in this accident…I can only offer my sympathies. All my life I’ve thought I’ve had a high pain tolerance level (e.g. no anesthesia for dental work) …but my injuries from this accident has had me reconsidering that claim. Since there is no choice…I’ll simply bear it until time heals all.

I’m hoping to feel well enough to drive the motorhome so that we can depart next Tuesday and be back on the road again!

All original material Copyright – Jim Jaillet 2012
For more information about my three books, click this link:
http://www.lulu.com/spotlight/panamaorbust

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The Rest Of My Story And The Tragic Accident…

In the previous three Blog entries I’ve reported about a terrible accident Mary and I lived through four days ago. In case you missed those entries, here are the links…

http://wp.me/pDCku-4Eh

http://wp.me/pDCku-4Ep

http://wp.me/pDCku-4EE

The rest of my story continues today…

As always you may left click upon an image to see an enlarged view and then click once again to see an even larger view…

Mary took this photo while I was still under the vehicle…

Then she took this photo of me being led away from the vehicle. I took a severe blow on my right rib cage. Notice my right hand holding my side…

The rescuers managed to get me on a pad from the vehicle and under this shade tree where I spent about three hours. Mary took this photo. notice I’m still holding my right side…

While lying under the shade tree I managed to take these two photos. The first one is looking straight up at the sky…

Then I rolled over on my left side to look back at the rescue activities. This is the last photo I personally took of this tragic accident. Because of the abundant dirt and dust I had been in, my camera no longer wanted to work…

After what seemed an awfully long time, two men assisted me in walking back up the hill of the ravine to the road above from which the vehicle had plunged off. The exertion of climbing that hill now had me experiencing severe stabbing-like pain in my right side rib cage area. I asked to lie down as the pain was less severe in a horizontal position. Mary took this photo of me lying on this rock awaiting the call to the helicopter…

I’m now in the helicopter awaiting the boarding of this other passenger. Mary took this photo…

The helicopter flew me to the top of this cliff (to the left) to the Mummy Cave overlook parking area. I remember telling the flight surgeon that Mary and I had parked our Ford Bronco II in this same parking lot two days earlier while out sight-seeing. Mary took this photo. Because of the dirt contaminating Mary’s camera, the protective shutter for the lens only opened partially. Hence the black areas on the lower left and the upper right…

After a 20 mile ride we arrived at the Chinle, Arizona Medical Center where I received great service. This next photo shows me in the Emergency Room after being treated and waiting to be released. The gal on the left is Donna, the lead nurse and the lady on the right is Mary…

A policeman drove us back to our campsite where we are now in the process of recuperating. We are still moving very slowly. Still frequently. when I try to lift my right arm, I get a hot burning sensation in my mid-chest area like I had been branded with a red-hot cattle brand. Still, the pain is not as bad as it has been.

I’m 71 years old and because of this tragic accident I can no longer claim…

* never riding in a helicopter…

* never riding in an ambulance…

* never having a cat scan.

However, my records for never having any broken bones and never having spent a night in a hospital remain in tact. I’m hoping to be well enough to once again drive the motorhome by next Monday.

In the next few days I intend to publish additional Blog entries about other stories associated with this tragic event.

All original material Copyright – Jim Jaillet 2012
For more information about my three books, click this link:
http://www.lulu.com/spotlight/panamaorbust

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TATTOO MUSEUM-ANCIENT CULTURE

The pain, the pain, the pain, Is worth the ornament we gain.  

Tattoo chanting,  while suffering  through the  procedure may not be necessary today since  tattooing isn’t nearly as painful as it once was. In ancient cultures, and in patriotic America, during wars,  suffering through a tattoo was a right of passage.  Madame Chinchilla,  queen of the Triangle  Tattoo Museum, has done thousands of tattoos over a period of 25 years.  Madame and her partner Mr. G. are dedicated to preserving the rich heritage and ancient art of  tattoo,  and it is located right  here in Fort Bragg, California. How cool is that?

Madame goes through a spiritual ritual with most of her customers because committing to body art is a life changing step.  You know instantly that Madame is an artist.  Triangle Museum documents the  tantalizing results covering the walls of three rooms from floor to ceiling.  The designs are there, the people, the ancient culture, books, (three that Madame has written), and devices that deliver the ink. The devices fascinated me;  with ornately designed handles.

Pictures are not allowed in the museum except for the stairwell on the way in. Madame got started because she was close friends with Captain Don Leslie,  one of the last living circus side-showmen billed as the Tattooed Man. One wing of the museum features his personal memorabilia from 50 years of performing with the circus. Leslie was a fire-eater, sword-swallower as well. The word tattoo and from that, taboo,  are the only Polynesian words to be incorporated into the English language. A heavily decorated Maori Chief by the name of  Ta ‘taw was brought to the English courts during Queen Victoria’s reign. Ta’taw was soon shortened to tattoo. It became popular for men and women to get tatooed and flash them in the privacy of their parlors to entertain their guests. Queen Victoria, Winston Churchill, his parents and wife had tattoos. You could have knocked me over with a feather.

Jim and I got our tattoos the easy way. Should you visit?  Yes, yes, yes!  Fascinating. You can easily spend a couple of hours looking.

Tattoos are not exactly conventional, and we wandered around town, went to the Guest House Museum, poked around the shops, and Noyo Harbor, had lunch at the world-famous North Coast Brewery and enjoyed Imperial Rasputin Stout and Scrimshaw Ale with our chowder. A wonderful day with beautiful weather. But I ran into another unconventional character at the museum. His name was William Bennett, an engineer with the Union Lumber Company during the 1880’s.  He sent glowing reports to his fiance back east, with progress reports on the beautiful home he was building for her. When she arrived, she took one look around the muddy streets and overwhelmingly male town, and fled. So, William, 45 years old, and probably embarrassed after telling everyone his fiance was arriving;  with time and a lot of wood at hand, he carved his own life-sized wooden family. He claimed, a wooden family was less trouble than a real family anyway.  He built parents, five adult daughters, and eventually his own doll wife. He had dress makers outfit them. They could sit at the table when he had guests over. He did it tongue-in-cheek but others figured he took so much fun from his doll family, even putting his doll wife on wheels and dancing with her, that he was perhaps around the bend. Today, wouldn’t we love to have his wonderful artwork? But, he figured no one would take care of his doll family and before he died, he burned them. Dang.

The rest of my visit to Fort Bragg will have to wait for another blog.

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