A Quick Recap of our Winter

Back by popular demand - well at least a pop of 1, but thanks to a friend who expressed an interest in my continuing, I was motivated to reinstate this blog after almost a year absence. The absence was in part because it had become labor intense to use this web site. So when I was unable to use it at all, I was forced to figure out the problem and it seems that google has made it necessary to use their browser if you want to use their web site. I can accommodate that since they are giving me this for free, but it seems that they might have given me a clue before I got frustrated and quit. But all is working now so I am back.

In looking back, the last post was on the cusp of my 65th birthday and here I am about to have another birthday in 2 months. But lets not rush that one. Medicare has been a godsend and I will not expound on that except to say that I am in good health.

There is so much catching up to do that I won't even go into the fact that the whole family was here for the week between Christmas and New Year's and what a great chaotic time it was. Our southern visitors were thrilled that we had so much snow. and the day they left it was coming down in droves. Unfortunately, that was the beginning of the polar vortex which ultimately chased us all the way down to Florida.

We arrived in Atlanta, covered with a layer of salt on everything, on a lovely 50 something degree day only to hear the weather forecast that two days later the temperature was going to drop to 4. Yes, that's right. I did NOT leave out a zero. We said hello to our kids, had dinner, went to church and breakfast the next morning and headed out of town not stopping until we were over the border into Florida. Unfortunately the first several nights down there were still well below the freezing mark and all we could do was thank our lucky stars that it wasn't worse. Eventually it did warm up and we had a great winter doing most of the usual things previously recorded here over the years. The year was a little different though as we had a few more visitors from home making the time fly by even faster than usual.

The highlights of our year included

• Venice - our stepping off point and always a favorite at Oscar Shearer State Park. We have been going there enough years now that we have made friends with the regulars in the park.



Yes there were four more that didn't fit in the pic.

• Lakeland: Most of the Silver Spokes were around for a good part of our time there. Who says you can't serve a full corned beef dinner to 12 adults in one RV during the pouring rain?
• We took a few day trips: we went over to Tarpin springs to ride the Pinellas bike trail, go sponge shopping, and have a nice Greek lunch.

  

  The Boardwalk at Disney World

• Of course, thanks to our friends Lynn and Becky, there were the annual trips to Disney.
• We have made a day at Fort DeSoto Park an annual tradition.
• The Strawberry Festival. Don and Nancy fell in love with Savannah Jack and returned for a second day.
• And, of course, finally, the usual amount of golf, bike riding, hiking, and bird watching.

The highlight of our winter, however was St. Augustine. This is one of the most beautiful cities in the world to me and it never fails to thrill us. This year we were honored by the presence of Elizabeth and the boys from Atlanta for their spring break. Words cannot express the shear joyfulness of these boys. Like all the Chilson kids they totally love the water, as long as they don't overhear the adults talking about jellyfish. Drew fell and scraped his leg on some shells and you will never convince him it was not a jellyfish bite. They spent their first night sleeping in the "bus" with the usual treatment of movies and snacks. And, of course, no trip to St. Augustine is complete without enjoying at least one sunrise on the beach.

Musings on turning 65

Enough time has passed since the occurrence of my 65th birthday to give it some perspective.  I had been dwelling on the significance of this birthday all summer if not even all year. For the first time in my life a birthday actually meant to me that I was aging. After all, isn't medicare for old people? Also, for the first time in my life, I never have occasion to lie about my age. I don't have to make myself older to receive discounts and making myself younger only deprives me of the advantages of my age. I had a friend once who said that if she were going to lie about her age she would make herself older rather than younger so people would say she looked good for her age instead of thinking she looked old for her age.

Don had decided that we should have a party to celebrate the occasion of my acceptance into medicare. It was to be held on the Sunday following the actual day. I had some trepidation about the event: first it seemed presumptuous to assume that the world would care about my birthday, and second because many of the very close friends we had invited were unable to attend but as soon as my friends and relatives started walking into the room I was glad we did it.  The children from Green Bay came in to join us so my joy was complete.Those who honored me by attending, radiated love and those who were unable to be there in person had sent warm sentiments before the event. Looking across that room at the accumulation of loyal, loving friends and family, I saw what my 65 years has brought me. Everyone of those people represented a phase in my life which was enriched by their involvement. This truly was a celebration of my life and not of my age.

I appreciated the heartfelt wishes expressed in the many cards I received. The greatest present of all was from out grandchildren who have travelled far and near with us in our RV. Somehow they found a plaque which listed "Grandma's House Rules" which reflects the list of rules we have when on the road. It was lacking one steadfast rule however: Rule #42:  Never leave grandma behind. Ella insists I have to find a sharpie and pencil it in and I probably will because of all the rules we have, the children have adhered to this one in more ways than they realize.

So overall, there may be more advantages to turning 65 than just discounts. I hope I am only just beginning to realize them.

PART 11



Our cabin in the woods



Now, anyone who knows me knows that I believe every girl gets a birth month as opposed to a birthday and mine started out with a boom and ended with a bang. I gradually came to this conclusion beginning on my 18th birthday when I found myself away from home for the first time on my birthday living in a college dorm too newly ensconced there for any of my new acquaintances to know it was my birthday. After a day of feeling sorry for myself, I announced to two of the nicest girls I would ever meet that it was indeed my birthday and they immediately began a celebration taking the sting out of my loneliness. I decided right then that no one will wish you a happy birthday if they don't know it is your day. So now I begin to publicize it starting Sept 1. As a result, I find people to celebrate with the entire month.

We started out with a trip to Starved Rock which has become one of our favorite go to places in Illinois. We spent a few days there with our friends the Fulls staying in one of the lodge cabins out in the woods with the deer. The cabin was very rustic with two bedrooms, two bathrooms, and a fireplace. We did some hiking, biked the I & M trail a ways, ate a lot and played pinochle. It is so great to have the kind of friends with whom you can share some of your favorite activities.

We were home for one day and left for Atlanta to visit my birthday buddy Drew and his family. His birthday is exactly one week before mine so we bring his presents and they give me two birthday lunches, presents, birthday brownies a la mode, and more hugs than anyone can handle. I even was honored to hold Drew's game ball from his first baseball game. Do you believe there are places in this country where baseball season begins in September?

Drew is the one at shortstop

The day after we returned home I golfed my birthday round and prepared for my party. Overall I would say it was a great birth month and now I have to wait 11 months for the next one. 

Glenwood Canyon and Beyond

We've been home from our trip now for more than a week and it is time for me to try and recap the second week of our adventure. We actually left Rocky Mountain National Park a day early as Don and Amy were intrigued by our plans to go to Glenwood Springs and the canyon.

We camped in the town of No Name along I 70 at a resort which, among other amenities, offers white water rafting on the Colorado River through Glenwood Canyon. While they took the older two first thing in the morning on the ride of their lives, Don and I spent the morning with Elise. Like Amy said, "Give her a few rocks and a body of water and she can be occupied for hours." After last year's excursion on the Virgin River in Royal Gorge where we almost killed Don on a rafting adventure we kind of decided our days of white water rafting may be over.

After the rafters returned, we went on a short bike ride up the canyon and found a place they could play in the river for awhile, and after a nice lunch in town we said good-bye to the parents and began our solo adventure as they headed for home.

In the morning, we set out on a road trip to the Colorado National Monument. It was Saturday morning and a little more than an hour on the road so we entertained ourselves with the blue tooth by calling everyone the children knew in my phone book. If you were on of the lucky ones who got called, you were and important part of our adventure.

Colorado National Monument is another Canyon. This canyon was a product of erosion rather than water. We naturally found more rocks to climb and had a great picnic lunch among the rock formations. At the visitor center these children amazed us with their interest in learning more about the natural wonders of our world. There was a hands on display of big horn sheep horns which Elise touched and excitedly exclaimed "I can't believe I am touching this!"

On our last day we went on our official bike ride up Glenwood Canyon. Round trip "Excellent Ella" rode her new bike 14.6 miles She was an awesome champ. Jack rode the whole trip pulling Elise on her trailer which slowed him down almost to our pace. They all worked hard to get up the canyon earning the relatively easy trip down until the wind kicked up right into our faces making it a bit more challenging to get home.

Of course, we had a great picnic at the top, and stopped to play in the river and on the rocks for a bit.

You must know now that this whole trip started at the end of last year's trip when the children decided the next trip should be to Missouri to see the St. Louis Arch so we had to go home by way of St. Louis. It gave them a good look at the state of Kansas, which we decided looked best through the rear view mirror. No offense meant to Kansans, I'm sure there are some redeeming qualities there. My long time wonderful friend, Grace, happens to reside in St. Louis so we took the opportunity to mooch off her family and have a nice visit while marking the Arch off our to do list. She happened to have her daughter and 5 grandchildren visiting at the same time. The kids had a great time there. You see they have a backyard swimming pool with a diving board, a pool table, a foos ball table, and the biggest TV you have ever seen. As well as a dad who loves to talk hockey. Needless to say I think this was Jack's favorite place.

Don and I had done the arch once before, and found it to be an experience which was cool but only needed to be experienced once in a lifetime. It is amazing how an ordinary thing can become exciting when looking at it through the eyes of children. Suddenly the  claustrophobic confines of the elevator car which took us to the top became the most exciting ride at Great America. The view from the top may as well have been the Empire State Building even though you have to lean into the windows to be rewarded with views of the Mississippi River and the Cardinals stadium. There is a little museum attached to the arch which commemorates Lewis and Clark and our early pioneers and included a film about their expedition in Cinemascope (anyone remember that?) It was here they found their souvenirs of their trip and a fitting finale to a great adventure.

As you might have guessed already, they have already planned where they want to go next year. Looks like the nation's capitol will be descended upon by the Adventuring Chilson Clan sometime next summer.

Rocky Mountain National Park

We just spent 4 days in Rocky Mountain National Park. Every day we discovered new treasures. The first day we ventured out on our favorite hike. We got a nice and early start, packed a picnic lunch and took off for the Bear Lake trail head. From there we hiked up the mountain past Nymph Lake, Dream Lake and our final destination, Emerald Lake where we had planned on having our picnic in front of one of the most awesome vistas in the world. Unfortunately, it started to rain before we reached the top so the sandwiches stayed in the back pack and we ate them in the car on our return. Only pictures can tell this story, but we are very proud of the three children, especially our 5 year old Elise for their stamina and appreciation of God's wonders.

Nymph Lake

Jack always strives for the highest place he can attain.

Dream Lake

That smile on Jack's face made it worth every game of war I had to play to get here.




















Not to be daunted by the rain for the rest of the day, we turned the heat up in the car and headed up Trail Ridge Road which ascends from about 4,000ft to 12,000 feet high above the tree line to the land of the tundra and the Alpine visitor center. Ella kept saying she wanted to touch a cloud, but couldn't quite get it that she was in the clouds. The highlight of the drive was the herd of big horn sheep we spotted at the top.

 

 

The next day while Amy and Jack were trying to get a place on the YMCA zip line, we took the girls over to Moraine Park and let them play in the Big Thompson River for awhile. There is another lovely hiking trail along the river leading up to a small water fall.

 

 

Grand Lake

We met up for lunch then all piled into Don's mini van and headed, once again up Trail Ridge Road in the rain. This time we went all the way across and down the other side to Grand Lake Village. We had an ice cream in the town and headed back stopping along the way to hike a trail to the mouth of the Colorado River. It is just mind boggling that this tiny mountain river is the same one which carved so many canyons on its way to the Pacific Ocean, including the Grand Canyon and Glenwood Canyon which we would soon visit.



 

 

We spotted more wildlife but the best was the moose.

 

All the way back down to camp Don and Amy were sizing up the road and their plan for the next day to bike the entire Trail Ridge Road up to the Alpine Visitor Center where Amy had already spotted a shirt she wanted badly enough to motivate her to complete the feat. They left at dawn, nearly froze to death, but returned triumphantly shirt in hand. Meanwhile, the rest of us were just returning from a lovely breakfast. 

 

After they recovered, cleaned up, and fed themselves, Amy and I took the kids horseback riding.

They were quite the equestrians it turned out, especially Elise who unexpected put her horse into a trot a couple of times and sat it out very well. It was yet another beautiful way to experience this park. I decided I wouldn't have minded being a cowgirl if I had such an interesting environment in which to do it. We learned that all of the trail horses are turned loose in the fall to winter as wild horses in the mountains, then rounded up in the spring and retrained. I thought that was an exciting job for someone.

 This group really knows how to stay on the go, because next we piled into the car and went up Fall River Road to a place called the Alluvial Fan. This is a pile of rocks forming a water fall which came down the mountain in 1982, when a dam burst forming a fan formation. The Parents and kids climbed the rocks to the top of the falls while us old fogies stopped a short ways up. These kids see rocks they climb, they see water they have to get into it so we spent quite a long time enjoying the first great day of warmth and sunshine.

 

Last day in Rocky Mountain Park and would you believe we took one more ride to the top? My husband wanted to see the sites from Trail Ridge Road in the sunshine while my sun was itching to take the Fall River Road (a dirt road) to the top and Trail Ridge Road back down. I am fortunate to have a son who loves to drive and is not inhibited about taking a dirt road the way his father is. So here we were on another adventure exploring a part of this park we had never seen in all the times we have been here.

 

 Anyone who knows me knows that I cannot resist putting my feet in any body of water I encounter and this seems to be an inherited trait. And this is one of the many that we spent time playing in.

This was our Blackhawks shirt day

Near the top and almost back at the Alpine Visitor Center there was a trail which ascended about as high as you can go at this point so of course we had to ascend it. It was quite steep and at 12,000 feet it took me more than a little effort to get to the top long after the younger ones had reached it. However the children were all proud of their Grandma and tried to show it.

Thus ends our stay in Rocky Mountain National Park still a favorite place of ours.







Colorado Here We Come

Here we are in Estes Park Colorado on what has become our annual trek with our grand children. What started out as Jack's adventures has become now "The Adventures of Jack, Ella, and Elise.

French Canyon at Starved Rock State Park

We arrived at our destination late this afternoon after 3 days on the road and stopped a few places along the road. We got the children on Wednesday morning earlier than expected so we left late in the afternoon to put a few miles and the Chicago traffic behind us. That is how we unexpectedly found ourselves arriving in Utica, Illinois very close to Starved Rock State Park while there was still enough daylight hours for a good hike. We only intended to take them to the top of the rock but we somehow just kept going out to one of the many canyons the park is noted for. The children were fascinated with the legend of the Indian tribe which starved to death rather surrender to another warring tribe. I discovered that Ella is very interested in people of  "the olden days".

The next day we just road all day in the RV playing games most of the time.
Friday was very fun. We have taken I 80 out west many times and along the Platte River, there is an overpass touting a pioneer museum. We have always been curious about what this was so since we had the children with us, it was the perfect time to satisfy our curiosity and break up the trip. What a great surprise. It was a wonderful sight and sound experience demonstrating the crossing of the continent for the early pioneers and how the trip has changed over generations with the evolution of transportation. Outside there was a genuine wigwam made of mud and straw which we could walk into. Last but not least, they had a maze we could explore. Jack and Ella found their ways through
going way ahead of the older and youngest of our party and fortunately they wound up on a lookout platform where the could coach us out or we might still be wandering around in there.

Picture by Ella Chilson

We had a long drive today, but once we started to see mountains in the distance, the excitement built up for all of us. Don and I went to Rocky Mountain National Park on our honeymoon 43 years ago, we brought our boys here at least twice, and it has always been our dream to snatch up our
grandchildren and share this place with them. When we entered Thompson Canyon, their eyes popped out, in much the same way mine did 43 years ago. That was the first time I realized that such places really existed in the world.

We arrived at the campground a few hours before their parents who are joining us for the first week of our journey. After a quick dinner, we were treated to entertainment by a John Denver singer. What an appropriate way to begin our stay in the Rocky Mountains.

The Joys of Summer

This week we will be starting out on what has become our annual adventure with the grandchildren. We are so looking forward to this with the same anticipation as Christmas.

In the meantime, I thought I should review what has been happening to us the first half of our summer. Each season has its own personality regardless of the changes in weather. Anyone who has lived in the Midwest understands that you cannot define seasons merely by the weather. Summer in Chicago can be hot and sultry (thank heaven for the air conditioning age), dry and arid, or chilly and damp, but nonetheless it is still summer. A combination of lazy days blended with outdoor activity. It is that strange season when you dress warmly to go inside and lightly to go outside. It is also that time of the year for road trips both short and long.

Since arriving home from Florida, we have gone to Green Bay, Minneapolis, Shipshewana, and New Glarus. We have spent quality time with friends and family on each trip and even had a few events at home renewing relationships and friendships.

In Green Bay we visited Don and Amy in their new home and celebrated Elise's 5th birthday. Our niece, Beth, joined us there which made it extra special. Now that they have sidewalks in front of their home, Elise wanted something for her birthday she could use outside so we gave her roller blades. The first time she tried them on I thought this was a big mistake, but I understand that after a few tries she was soloing like a champ. Of course, no trip to Green Bay is complete until you have been to a hockey game or two. Grandpa Don almost did not survive the cliff hangar which brought victory to Jack's team.

May gave us and opportunity to join our friends in the Fox Valley Winnies on one of our monthly campouts to Shipshewana, Indiana. It was great to see them again. Having our friends and relatives spread out so much, it is hard to make many of the outings. The people we have gotten to know in this group are some of the most comfortable and welcoming we have ever met. from the time of our with them 8 years ago, they made us feel instantly connected with them. Later in the month we saw them again as we helped one of the members celebrate their 50th anniversary.

Memorial Day gave us the opportunity again to Bike the Drive. A thirty mile trip along Lakeshore Drive in Chicago. What a great day. 20,000 or so bike riders converging on the drive on a Sunday morning enjoying the beautiful lakefront and a common interest. This year we were joined with our niece, Beth who enjoyed the experience enough to look forward to repeating it. She also got to become acquainted with many of our Silver Spokes friends who welcomed her as one of their own.

We spent Father's Day week-end with Bob and Gretchen in Minneapolis. It was the first week of potty

training for Robbie and Jake and no bike ride was undertaken without the potty chair in the back of the burley.  It was still cool and rainy in Minnesota that week, but nothing deters those 3 year olds from a swim in the pool.
One year on a camping trip to Michigan, when the temperature never made it quite to 70, Don and I concluded that people in the North determine the season by the date and weather has nothing to do with it. If it is July, you run around in shorts, tank tops and swim suits. These children are true northerners. They stayed in the pool even as they were turning blue and shaking so hard they could hardly speak.

Our children and some of their cousins have been getting together every summer for the past 12 years or so. We are so happy that they enjoy each other's company so much that they want to spend time together and stay connected. No one from our generation is invited to this gathering, but now the new generation (their children) are a part of all this and they are learning valuable lessons about the importance of extended family. We were thrilled that Mike and Elizabeth were able to make it in from Georgia this year and put us on there itinerary for a day and a half in Woodridge before proceeding to Minoqua, WI. to meet the group and another evening on the return trip. We had such a great time hanging with them and the boys, Ollie and Drew. The best moment happened, when the parents were packing up to go home and Drew gave me a big hug and whispered in my ear "I miss you already, Grammy."

The next week we found ourselves in New Glorus, WI. with our Silver Spokes biking friends. These are all of our best friends both on the road and at home and we have so much more in common than biking. This is our Woodridge family and in light of the fact that most of our family, both nuclear and extended live in distant cities, we treasure our surrogates. We packed a lot of activity into 3 days; a golf outing, two bike

rides and a miniature golf tournament. In between, there was the swimming pool and a couple of lovely dinners. The Spokes had been up there since Monday on their annual bike riding trip and this year made arrange for the Spokettes (that's what they call us girls) to join them on Wednesday for the above mentioned activities. It is such a great thing and, I believe, rare for men,  that my husband has such a great band of guy friends to spend time with. Therefore it touched my heart when they joined the accordian player, who was the dinner entertainment, in front of the diners to sing their theme song to the tune of Edleweiss. Yes, the Silver Spokes have a song. No fraternity brothers ever had a better bond.

Another big part of our lives in Woodridge is our Small Christian Community, a prayer group we have belonged to from our church for many years. Many of the silver spokes are part of this group, but there are many more who are just as dear to our hearts.

Finally yesterday, I was able to spend the afternoon celebrating with my nurse friends from Mt. Sinai Hospital the birthday of one of them. Again this is a group I have grown to love with all my heart as my sisters.

Between road trips and special occasions, we spend the summer days on the golf course, fixing up our house, reading books and just living life. Not a bad life.