Epic Cross Country Road Trip

 Cross Country Route ~ the most direct

 

So, on Wednesday morning, Emily and I will pile into her aging over-stuffed Subaru wagon here in Scottsville, Virginia. We’ll point it west and begin driving. After at least four days, over 3000 miles, passing through 14 to 16 US states (depending on where we stop for lunch), we’ll arrive on the west coast. She’s moving to Hood River, Oregon, and I talked her into letting me come along for the ride.

Yes, I know, it’s the middle of winter. Currently, there’s a blizzard sweeping across the Midwest, with temperatures plunging lower than most of the country has seen in 20 years.

We may have to go around. Those figures quoted above? That’s if we take the most direct route, which we’ll call Provisional Route . We could end up taking a tour of the Southwest along the way. Hey, it’s 70 degrees in Arizona right now, while by morning it will be -12 degrees (Fahrenheit) in Nebraska. Hmmm, which one is better . . .

I’ll be posting photos from the road as we go.

There’s a GPS app I use called MotionX for the iPhone. It’s pretty great, and I’ve been using it for years for sailing, hiking, biking and driving. I like it so much I also got the HD version for the iPad. It includes about a dozen different map types, from satellite, to road, topos, and even NOAA charts. The nice thing is you can download the maps ahead of time (for free) so you don’t need cell signal to use it.

 

“Point A”

 

It also let’s me post my position to an online map via the phone, much like a SPOT tracking system does via satellite. You can follow our progress (or lack thereof) on the map below. Just enter channel number 23232 and hit the submit button. We’ll appear as a flag labelled EyeInHand:

 

 

direct link to map page

 

I also plan to shoot a time lapse video of the entire trip, so, if all goes as planned, look for that in a couple of weeks.

And wish us luck.

 

Foxing

 

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Arrived home at dusk one evening to find a young Gray Fox mousing in the yard. Beautiful animal.

A few years ago we gave up the pretense of a suburban lawn. Waaay too much work, and never cared for it anyway. Replanted with a no-mow grass and let it grow, then let the rest go back to wild. Almost immediately the wildlife returned.

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Earth Wind

The Big Picture

 

This is very cool. Wind patterns around the globe, in real time. Gathered from NOAA data and mapped onto the Earth’s sphere.

Earth Wind

Rotate it. Zoom in.

On this night, December 15, 2013, there’s some serious blows going down between Nova Scotia and Labrador, and across the isthmus of Mexico, while Capes Horn and Good Hope are relatively quiet.

There does, however, appear to a nasty cyclonishness twisting off Japan:

 

 

Chickahominy River Revisited

Amanda happy on the Chickahominy 

 

More snow, sleet and freezing rain today. A good day to sit by the fire and look at pictures of summer.

One of the trips that didn’t get posted was a quick one to the Chickahominy late in the season. Amanda called one evening as I was driving home from work, and said “Let’s go sailing this weekend.” Powerful arm-twisting words, those are.

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My Dreamhouse

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I don’t want much.

 

credit: Off-shore fishing cabin in Port Mansfield, TX. Contributed by Christian Heuer.
via cabin porn 

 

 

Fenced in Ice

 

 

The drive in to work was a little different this morning. Sleet hissed on the tin roof all night, then rain. Then it all froze.

Nice that the roads stayed clear.

Tonight, dense fog.

More sleet and snow and freezing rain coming by morning. One to three inches.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Yankee Point

Almost exactly one year ago, to the day.

 

The Corrotoman juts off the north shore of the Rappahannock, a mile or so upriver from the White Stone Bridge.

When I was a boy the bridge scared me. Even my dog was afraid of the bridge, and would cower in the floor of the back seat when she saw the big steel trusses approaching.

Not just because it is very high for a bridge – when it was built post Pearl Harbor, the Navy wanted to use the deep Rappahannock as a hurricane hole and disperse the fleet from Norfolk quickly, and be able to get upriver and back even if a storm (or Japanese planes) knocked out the power, so a low, drawbridge type wouldn’t do – but, more significantly, because it was so high a few people had gone over the edge to their deaths. Driving across you could see scars in the guardrails where they swerved and bounced over. Grandfather never failed to point them out. I could imagine too clearly the bumping crunch, the long silence of the drop, and the explosive splash at the end.

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