First there was COVID. In response, first there was LADYRAB II – my 1965 Airstream, and then LADYRAB III – my 1959 Fan Camper. Both now are in new homes. Then last year I tried to move a “static retreat” to the rear of “44,” but alas it had been built too tall to traverse down the road without serious consequences. But the search for a “hideaway” continued.
On-line searches and possibilities, then in April this year a second trip to Jamaica Cottage Shop in Vermont, where I saw this potential “beauty.”
Short story shorter, I bought this “one off” that had been specially built with open sides for a music concert. It was an open palette for my finishing. Then to move from Vermont, but first to prepare the site per required specifications.
Have you had the same problem recently? No one returns calls or emails. Do they all have too much work and the lack of courtesy to reply? Email to friend Mark who is third generation owner of local plumbing, etc. E. E. Houghton. “Hey Mark,” I asked, “can you make a recommendation, or your fellows help?” Yes, Mark set things up for me with his crews. Bless “small towns” and friends.
Late May, Mark’s fellows arrived.
and got started
the plan was to position my vacation “hideaway” facing nothing but trees and sunsets to the west and Vermont. Not seen would be other structures and civilization — a faraway camp but steps away.
see the wire in the ditch above? I warned the fellows that when digging the basement for my bookshop we severed the electric line to the pool pump house in the rear. “Not to worry,” they said, “it should be 18-24 inches down.” Was not, and fortunately not cut through. I found the breaker, we severed the line, and rolled it back up to be connected to my hideaway alleviating the need to bury a new line.
once leveled with amazing laser equipment you can see bottom right – gravel is spread level as required for a base. Do remember, my “side by side” gallery images may be clicked for larger views.
and, site about complete, and done…ready for my yet “unnamed” arrival
One delivery delay — truck breakdown – and June 11, 2024, was the day. I saw fellows coming down the drive – and I ran out to see on the street….
and their second truck came in to position blocks
a concern that I finally convinced them was not a concern because I raise wires across my drive with my snow rake when I have cardboard deliveries (flats for packing books I ship) made by a big box truck.
coming down the drive
getting closer
and about to place
In position in just over three minutes in this video
And, in place
Windows and doors on site – finishing wood for sides and framing to be ordered…
If you read my “posts” you know I have a special affinity for Landmark Trust USA and its historic properties. In fact, if you CLICK THIS LINK, you will get a list of my writings of these very special and historic properties.
This is “Rhododendron Time” at Naulaka, and Rudyard Kipling’s home is opened to the public to see and enjoy the “tunnel” of rhododendrons in bloom. But, other than opening to tours, this year for the first time there was a special evening event that included music, beverages, and Hors D’oeuvres. If you are a believer and supporter, of course you opt for this special fund-raising event, and I attended with a friend this evening. So, here, briefly is this evening’s experience. Remember, you too can sleep in Rudyard Kipling’s home by contacting LANDMARK TRUST, USA.
RHODODENDRON TIME AT NAULAKHA – 2 JUNE 2024
It is “party time”
almost “too perfect” looking east to Mount Monadnock.
from the second story porch looking south to “the party” and “tunnel” – do remember to “click” an image in my “galleries” to see a larger image.
on the third floor of Naulakaha is a game room with a pool table, and a small library room with a showcase of mementos. Note the small round dish in the first image below (remember you can click my “galleries” for larger images). Then note the descriptive card in the next image. I purchased this small plate maybe a decade ago with a collection, and realized it belonged here, and donated it. Thank you, Jeremy, for noting my gift for posterity.
and, then we strolled the tunnel. At the gazebo we had a lovely chat with Bill Flynt. He remembered our last visit at Dutton House. His name may not “ring a bell” to you, but his family established Historic Deerfield in Massachusetts. “Thread in my Life” — One more for you to learn and remember. Driving up US Route 5 in summer 1962 in my 1929 Model A Ford Roadster I saw a sign – Historic Deerfield. In the rain I turned left and drove up the main street — 62 years ago, and still love to visit, and “vote with my dollars” as a member. — remember you may “click” for larger images.
Leaving, I could not resist this colorful image at Kipling’s in-laws home on the road below his home. Sad story why he left the area – something for you to explore and read about. But the history we have here. WOW
Thank you for continuing to “follow me.” Remember to experience a Landmark Trust USA property – stay safe and well, love, RAY
You should know I like riding trains – and you may remember it has sadly been awhile. But on Saturday, May 18, the Massachusetts Bay Railroad Enthusiasts, Inc., had an excursion of the Granite State Scenic Railroad from Meredith, NH to Lincoln, NH and return. Not familiar with the Granite State Scenic Railroad? In August 2023, “Patriot Rail Company LLC announced it has assumed ownership and operations of the Hobo Railroad and the Winnipesaukee Scenic Railroad, located in Lincoln, NH, and Meredith NH, respectively. Both scenic railroads operate across 54 miles of historic track which navigates through the beautiful White Mountains and Lakes Region of New Hampshire.” The route for today’s trip on the “Granite State Special” was over some of that track that you seldom have an opportunity to travel on.
I soon scooted over to the Meredith train station — well, just because I wanted to:
and, the details for this adventure
DINNER TIME — If you have driven from Weirs Beach to Meredith anytime in the past 70 years you have passed Hart’s Turkey Farm Restaurant. I have been passing by for almost 50 years, but never stopped. Probably because there is always a queue to get in the parking lot, and they now have 500 seats. Well, tonight was the night – lots of space, and even with the small special platter lots of food. Read their history (and daily amounts served) on the menu below. My small turkey portion hid a mound of wonderful stuffing.
good night
In the morning, with a number of train aficionados (nuts) at the inn, our hostess served us all breakfast an hour early so we would not miss her great breakfast, or the train. Even arriving at the station an hour early, I was one of the last to arrive. Excited enthusiasts? Below an image of the “consist” later in the day.
When I signed up for this trip – early I may add – the first class parlor car was already sold out – BUT many weeks later – always at a computer, an email arrived – “Parlor Car Seats now Available” – I clicked the link, found three seats open, paid my $100 for the upgrade. Checking 30 minutes later those three seats were all gone.
View from my seat when I settled in
Looking at the car interior from my seat – we were the first to ever sit on these seats — not like original, but nice and comfortable – worth the extra coin.
most of this route is through the remote woods of New Hampshire, following much of the 65 mile long Pemigewasset River (the PEMI). We stopped in Plymouth.
A view crossing the PEMI – note two “buffies” in the river.
Remember I “discovered” “buffies and foamers” on my last excursion to Whitehall in September 2023? Well, I had fun seeing them again, and every time we approached a road crossing or open area. Here is a small sampling of my images of these folks. We found out the FEDEX driver did not have time to switch vehicles, so his boss let him chase us with the company truck.
think I am in love with a river.
the northern terminus of the excursion is at the station in Lincoln – formerly the Hobo Railroad.
In the yard is the amazing —
trucks off – up on blocks – and awaiting its new life (read further below)
yes, I have written about this train — just down the hill from my back yard were the rail lines abandoned in 1962, and the Walpole train station. In 1945 the Flying Yankee derailed here. This is what I wrote for my DID YOU KNOW THAT… article in the February 2020, issue of my paper, THE WALPOLE CLARION.
and, the latest news —
It was so much fun listening to the die hard rail enthusiasts chatter in the seats surrounding me. One fellow working for the railroad knew this route when it was active pointing out the sites of old factories served. And others shared train lore. I have decided that I will head back soon to this area to explore by road the small towns and old mill sites – and, of course, report to you what I find. In the inspection of this route recently, about 4,000 ties were replaced, and are now waiting go go to Maine for a special bio-mass burner – may not have name correct.
and then it was time for the “RUNBYS” – an old tradition when passengers can get off the train, the train backs up, travels past the “crowd” and then backs to the debarking point for passengers to rebound. We had two “RUNBYS” and here are my videos – no obligation to watch of course, but there will be a quiz.
backing down after the second RUNBY – how can you not love this?
heading south passing through Plymouth and its station
and arriving for a visit in Ashland. The “wealth of knowledge” passenger had stated this was the geographic center of NH – you know I checked, and – “The geographic center of New Hampshire is located in Belknap County, 3 miles east of Ashland.”
the Ashland Historical Society now owns the station as its museum, and greeted us in costume, even though in light rain.
this young lad was learning the telegraph
as I am finishing this up, even at 9:10 pm I can hear trains on the tracks across the Connecticut River in Vermont. Oh, there goes the whistle — there are three grade crossings on dirt dead end roads — but you know the law — I am not complaining. Below are some panels in the train station about the small nearby lake (that I did not know about) and its summer resorts — , you should know my interest in late 19th century resorts — see why I am exploring by road, and soon? – do remember you can click on my gallery images for larger full views.
as we approach Memorial Day — stay safe and well – I am staying put, and do have a project in the works – in fact there is an excavator in my back yard now, firing up in the morning. And, there is a another train trip soon – a day trip, and my sons will be joining me –CHOO-CHOO, luv, RAY
In position and rested up, Saturday 11 May was for museums in “Thread City” – Willimantic, Connecticut, an area I had not experienced before. I usually do not do weekends when others are out and about – but no choice when what you wish to see is only on weekends, But, first an amazing breakfast from host Paul.
The “main event” for my day was the Connecticut Eastern Railroad Museum, a small museum, founded November 1991, on the site of the former New Haven Railroad freight yard known as “Columbia Junction.” For almost a century Willimantic was a major railway hub with more than 50 trains a day passing through. Run by volunteers, I arrived shortly after they opened and was the only one there for awhile.
walking in past some old rolling stock I headed towards the roundhouse.
below the turntable for the round house prior to restoration
As the time progressed more folks arrived and also more volunteers. The volunteers, older train enthusiasts and probably former railroad employees, made all the difference volunteering information, history of the lines and their equipment, and their own railroading experiences. My initial disappointment turned to educational joy. The panels below (that you can click and enlarge) explain the turntable. I always thought the edges of the ‘bridge” in the pit moved on the circumference track (and maybe some do as I have seen motors there) but it the case here the “bridge” is balanced on a large bearing in the center – and the table easily turned by hand — my big “take-away.”
The next six images show the hand-car being brought out to give rides. Of interest is the metal piece that is slipped into the rails so the turntable does not move as equipment is moved on and off. Note also the one man pushing the turntable.
ready to go, the youngsters were apprehensive, but one needed to see the gear mechanisms and how they meshed.
In one of the railway buildings moved to the museum is this display on semaphores and in the gallery below the words to click to read.
I toured the rolling stock inside the roundhouse. Below are some of the cabooses (always wanted one – still room in the back yard). Note the tank above and behind the stove — to heat hot water.
Below is the Chaplin Station from nearby Chaplin, Connecticut. Similar to interior size of the building I am moving to my property for a retreat.
I knew nothing about Willimantic, Connecticut, until preparing for this adventure. On-line I learned of the Mill Museum, and ironically two weeks ago in a collection of books I purchased was WILLIMANTIC: INDUSTRY AND COMMUNITY – THE RISE AND DECLINE OF A CONNECTICUT TEXT published by the Windham Textile and History Museum (Willimantic is a “census designated place” in Windham).
A fascinating history (do read the brief history on Wikipedia – link above) but the Town got a bad turn and wrap with the closing of the thread mills – drugs, massive poverty, etc. Turning around, and a “must visit.” The WINDHAM TEXTILE AND HISTORY MUSEUM – THE MILL MUSEUM below has one of the best websites I have ever browsed with a great deal of textile and mill history and local lore.
Formerly the mill office, and three stories, from the original third floor library I took the picture below of the original mill across the street. Additional brick buildings had been constructed close to the road, but demolished when the mills closed.
Enlarge the below to read some history of this town of hard-working immigrants. One article I have read dispels the idea of “yankee ingenuity” because of the contributions made by these hard working people.
on the second floor are rooms depicting how both the mill workers and the “bosses” lived. The laundry room of the “bosses” house was interesting.
lots of great exhibits and history here – I thought the thimbles fun to share.
On the third floor is the museum’s research library — but it was originally built as a library for the mill workers and managers – I believe in reading it was the first library in town. WOW – I could live here. Browsing the shelves I saw many, many “old friends” I own and have owned on antiques, textiles, mills, and the like.
the museum has a second building next door housing equipment that would have been used in the mills for thread making. In one corner were some printing presses, Needed to take a couple pictures of them – they have one identical to one in my collection of ten presses.
I have kept you in suspense, and hopefully you have remembered – “FROG FIGHT – or FRIGHT.”
Picture a dark June night in 1754 during the French and Indian Wars and you have no idea what the racket in the woods is all about — is an attack mounting?
With the manufacture of thread, you should understand why Willimantic is the “Thread City.” Known officially as the Thread City Crossing, a new bridge over the Willimantic River opened in 2000 replacing an 1857 arched stone bridge. The newer bridge is decorated with large spools in each corner in recognition of Willimantic’s long history of textile and thread manufacturing, but atop each corner spool are 11-foot-tall bronze frogs in commemoration of one of the city’s most vivid legends.
The date, and even year, of the Great Windham Frog Fight is uncertain, but it happened, at least in legend. The noise was deafening – were the indigenous peoples getting ready to attack and whooping it up? The town residents grabbed their muskets and began firing off into the night to quell any attack. The noise subsided. In the morning they ventured out to see what happened. There had been a drought (or maybe a farmer drained the pond). A Connecticut history website encapsulates best what happened – “Daylight and the morning’s quiet brought about a gradual and startling revelation of the truth: a long-standing drought had reduced the entire area’s standing water to a single small pond and every frog for miles around had descended on the Windham area in a desperate search for water. The jostling and battling of these frogs, and their struggle to gain access to the area’s only remaining water, had been the source of the previous night’s unearthly din. In the aftermath of the night’s melee, hundreds of bullfrog corpses littered the landscape, hence the tradition that the Frog Fright was, indeed, brought about by a Frog Fight.”
Remember I said the Mill Museum’s website is one of the best I have seen? Well check out their link to the FROG FIGHT which also has links to vintage accounts of the event. Remember – “you cannot make this stuff up.”
I then headed up to the Prospect Hill historic district where the mill managers had built impressive 20-25 room Victorian homes. It is one of the largest areas of such residences in the state, but sadly not all are restored to their former glory, and I noted several vacant and abandoned treasures.
My hosts at my B&B said I needed to experience UCONN’s Dairy Bar and its ice cream made on site from the adjoining school dairy farm. So, yes I went. In the outside image I am glad I was not there with a crowd in the long queuing line. Inside you could take an image with UCONN Huskies, and the menu board is impressive.
Then back to the Stone Arches Bed and Breakfast, and between my breakfast that morning, and the ice cream I did not venture out for dinner. And, Sunday came and it was another great breakfast from Paul, and visit with he and Bette.
Sadly leaving Sunday morning I began back roading east to then head north to Putnam and the large antique center. I finally got to Scotland – Connecticut that is. I did buy 44 books at one stop, but otherwise my “antiquing” this trip did not have great results. I seldom see vintage trailer toys in shops, but in Putnam saw this trailer and car with its original box. I have this example, but even though I like to upgrade to have the original box as well, there is a limit – price was $350 at least I have a picture of it now – . Remember I have shared some of my vintage canned ham toy collection with you at – “VINTAGE CAMPER TOYS” — “CANNED HAMS”
Well, getting into more civilization and crowdedness, I was ready for home, and headed back. But, having had a great time, I encourage you to experience this area (e.g. Woodstock, CT as well). And, for me — it is CHOO-CHOO in a few days. All Aboard – Luv, RAY
Often in executing an adventure I need a “positioning day” to begin, and get “in place”. Heading to the quiet corner of Connecticut to visit a few museums on 11 May I had to be “in place” for a full day of fun. And when heading there from home, how would I route myself? Via Old Sturbridge Village (OSV) of course. I do not think I have visited in May before.
It was a different, but as always an enjoyable experience. I enjoyed seeing many school groups enjoying the village. I also noted much renovation work in progress to the grounds, and new fencing and wood replacement on a number or buildings. Below the meeting house at the head of the Common, and then the parsons’ house with gardens. Still hoping I can again garden this year with veggies. (remember you may click my images for larger full views)
And, here in May is the covered bridge that was moved from Route 30 in West Dummerston, Vermont. I can show you the original location if you wish.
One of the most pleasurable experiences I have had is BOARDING WITH THE BIXBYS at OSV, an overnight experience I had in 2018. Below is the Bixby house, my bedroom, and where we made our meals. I would do this again “in a heartbeat.”
and where the family made brooms, and looking out to the gardens.
A recent addition is the piggery in the farm area — here you can see it on the rise behind the Bixby house.
Not having been here in May, I have missed seeing these little ones in the field above the Bixby house..
One of the “newest” buildings in the farm area is the Allen Piggery which officially opened to the public in June 2023 after relocation and restoration. This is the first time I have been able to see inside, and observe its inhabitants.
I then visited the potter in the pottery, and had a fine chat learning a few more tidbits. Did not catch his name, but he has been on staff, turning the potters wheel now for 50 years. We chatted about the school groups, and I mentioned it was nice to see because you never know how such an experience may influence someone’s life. I remember on one visit seeing a young child touring his parents explaining things he had seen on a recent school trip — one never knows.
A benefit of membership (and particularly at the NARM level – learn about and DO IT) is you do not feel you have to stay all day, and I did not wanting to head on new back roads to Mansfield Center, Connecticut, and my B&B. And to pick up my new back road route I swung by the Town of Sturbridge Common. The sign on the left below talks of Lafayette’s stop here during his tour of the US in 1824. Just beyond, and along the Common, is where I parked the family 1960 VW Convertible during an antique show I visited in 1964 – yes 60 years ago. You may remember I love early Country Store items, and decorate my bookshop with them. Well at the auction here I did not get the curved glass showcase I really wanted, but did get a large wooden one. Only way I got it home in was by putting the top down on the VW – lucky me. Oh, THE THREADS IN MY LIFE.
Back roads to Mansfield Center – almost due south from Sturbridge, and to the Stone Arches Bed and Breakfast. And, I will state upon my decades of B&B escapes, this was one of my best and most enjoyable B&B experiences – thanks to hosts Bette and Paul. Fascinating history of their home dating to the 17th century, fascinating couple ready to chat and share with a willing guest (me). I could (and maybe should) go on and on, but encourage you to experience their sharing their home with you, and its history of the woman who 100 years ago faced the outside in stone and built the fireplace in the living room. Below is approaching this wonderful spot (just miles from UCONN), my room, and where “I planted myself” with my “new best friends” at my feet – but not sure what interest they had in me.
I went out to dinner at Stix and Stones just down the road. Another great meal and experience. Returned for rest before a full museum day — coming up in my next post “to remember and to share.” Luv, RAY
My full “day in between” of this trip I thought I would add onto my previous post, again to remember. But as time went on I decided to write a second post for this trip to also share, and encourage you to your own adventures. And, this will be mainly images – not verbose, I promise.
On the 26th I headed north on US 1, first turning into Drake Island to get a feel for the beaches – spoiler alert – I am not a beach person.
I had a plan, and a route, and (as you all know) remain flexible in execution. It was to be an antiquing day, and travel roads I had not been on since 2015 and 2012. Back north on US 1 then Route 9 towards Kennebunkport. Re-looking at the map again I see things I need to return to experience – 1802 House B&B, again see the Brick Store Museum, the Wedding Cake House, and find the Maine Classic Car Museum which is a tad further north on US 1. I made a stop and purchased some books which I will place in new homes, helping to pay for this outing. It was then off on Log Cabin Road back to US 1 and the Arundel Antique Center where I have “scored” on each visit. (note to self – when heading up I-95, jump off Exit 25 to visit the above).
On this road is the Seashore Trolley Museum, and I again stopped. Opening again on May 4, people were at work everywhere sprucing up.
as you enter the grounds you see equipment awaiting restoration
I do not recall this visitor center museum building on my last visits, nor the buildings that have been moved in, maybe from a Boston route?
Heading out I stopped as a bucket was dropping on an old caboose – not everything can be restored. Three seconds sooner I would have captured the end being crushed, but here the result seconds later.
Yes, I again did well at the Arundel Antique Center before heading south on US 1 scouting along the way. I stopped for the obligatory Maine lobster buoy shot (all for sale).
and guarding them…
On the “scouting list” this trip for my new “summer house” was another wicker chair, wicker table, and a bridge lamp. Soon on US 1, two thirds accomplished, and at reasonable prices.
A later stop was at Bo Mar Hall Antiques in Wells, Maine. Entering I was greeted by all these friendly folk. You may recall my recent interest in blow molds, their history and acquiring some – well this display was “over the top.” Saturday morning I shared these images on two Facebook groups – Blow Mold Nation and Blow Mold Collectors — twenty-three hours later: 226 likes/loves/etc. and 55 comments – “viral?” – and growing while I write.
On my list, with Gary, is to take Amtrak’s DOWNEASTER from Boston (well Woburn where he lives) to Brunswick, Maine, and back. At lunch Thursday I was alongside the track when one of the five daily trains passed – oh the whistle. So, getting back to Wells, I had to see the transportation center, which in chatting with the station attendant is the third busiest station on the route.
Beautiful station built as service was expanded in 2001 — below images from the display inside of the inaugural trip – December 14, 2001.
I then worked my way back down US 1 to Ogunquit where I walked around for awhile and then worked on my post for April 26, and also assembling the restoration images of BLACK BEAUTY. I cannot use everything, so time for her to find a new home, and details and the back story are always “value added.” I enjoyed a nice scallop diner, and soon called it a night.
I departed my Inn to reach the York Antiques Center on US 1 when it opened at 10 am. Lovely things, extraordinary prices: set of four wicker chairs, even though a tad unique, $3500, pottery book I had never seen before half price off $68, checked and found copies at $16, and some Floyd Clymer scrapbooks for $110 – they are $10 books – happy to sell them my copies for $20 each. If nothing else, a treat to see fine antiques.
Find your Maine map — I headed south on US 1A turning west on Maine 103 through peaceful scenery near the coast line. I have stopped before and toured, but again pulled into Fort McClary then deciding to share the following (remember you can click my images and galleries for larger views)
below looking off to the Portsmouth coast on the right, and past the land on the left is the Isles of Shoals (I am overdue for another visit and stay there)
Continuing on Route 103, it is easy to then get on the Maine Turnpike (I-95) and cross the Piscataqua back into NH in moments. I decided to double back on Antique Alley towards Concord and made a few stops. In Concord I stopped at a shop that I waited 20 minutes to open on Thursday – was able to buy a few books. Heading out I-89 north, you pick up US 202 (remember the woods of my Connecticut property and shop bordered 202) and it is also NH 9 – 202 breaks off eventually. But wait, it has been awhile since I have been through Washington (New Hampshire that is) so in Hillsboro I turned right on Rt 31 — tad longer route home, and a route one is never on unless on purpose.
Washington, New Hampshire was the first town named for our first President.
A hill town on the same road as Franklin Pierce’s home – there is really nothing between Hillsboro and Goshen. But, make the effort, one friend who has lived here well over 30 years told me she had never been there. The Common is breathtaking. Across from the Common was an antique shop in a barn that I do not remember seeing – yes, a purchased the perfect “bridge lamp” for my “summer house” liking it better than the one I had purchased two hours before on Antique Alley. Do you need one?
as is this home, just next to the Common, past the church in the center above.
Over 20 years ago when Cathy and I discovered the Town (where The Seventh-day Adventist Church was formed in 1862, and considered the first of that denomination.), and toured streets around the Common. Already on Walpole’s Common we thought it would be interesting to move here when we saw a fellow putting out a for sale sign in front of the home below. Tempted, he showed us around – I could have kept at least ten Model A Fords in the barn, and there was a lake over the hill. Well, things do change, and where I am is the best for me.
And, home at 5 pm – a good break, a good buying trip – breaking the travel story writing block to “remember and share” and ready for the next outing. It may even be a Choo-Choo. Again, no obligation to ever look and read, but if you did thank you. You may take an outing to Washington, NH, as a result – luv, RAY
And, sadly this is only my second writing here in 2024, and I started this on 12 April. I also started a post six weeks ago when at the RED LION INN for three days. I want to say, “I am alive and well,” and add a small update on what I have done and am planning, and share the past adventures I have in the queue to share.
Not sure why I have not been writing about my shunpiking adventures. I may have become too verbose, thus delaying the process. My back hiccup last summer (and third invasion to my spinal column) may have changed some focus, and as son, Gary, and I shared, “we go in cycles.” I write to remember, look back to remember what I have done, and that helps because as I began writing this on 12 April, I was sitting in Rudyard Kipling’s Carriage House, I could verify it was my eleventh stay at a Landmark Trust USA amazing property since November 2020.
I have folders and files of notes – and my images indexed. But even with that, I am not sure I remember all the trips I have not written to remember and share. Below are travels I have notes on, and still want to write about and share.
MAINE – August 2016 Finish COAST TO COAST TO COAST (Amtrak) – June 2019 Finish LAKES, LOCKS and LONG RIVER (Hudson) – September 2019 ST. LAWRENCE SEAWAY RIVER – middle of trip July 2023 CRUISING THE CHAMPLAIN CANAL on the LOIS MCCLURE – October 2023 Vermont INNDULGENCE TOUR – December 2-3, 2023 Manchester, Vermont, HOLIDAY INN TOUR – December 9, 2023 RED LION INN – 12-15 March 2024with new area discoveries
Quickly I can relate that Gary and Ilana again joined me at Kipling’ Carriage for three nights from 10-13 April. I took writing projects (not completed), books to read (as usual never gotten to), and videos to watch (but instead Gary introduced us to the fantastic TV show COMMUNITY – late nights viewing).
Kipling’s Carriage House – April 2024
But trying to break the “lack of Shunpiking mode,” I took my travel information for Maine and Rhode Island. Ever wonder what I come home with, and then review to plan adventures (besides the internet?). I have boxes and boxes. Here are the boxes I brought along, just a small number from my collection, for sorting and planning.
One afternoon sorting, and I outlined three trips to Rhode Island and the quiet corner of Connecticut, and at least three trips back into Maine. I need to get back to the Hudson River area as well, but I am feeling like I wish to explore within a two to three hour drive from home. I have booked a fall adventure in the Adirondacks similar to something I did before my “Shunpiking” writings, and I have a reunion to attend – do not ask how many decades – but not seven.
Projects – I love to have projects to think about and plan. Remember COVID got me to explore my interest in vintage “canned ham” camping trailers, and my purchase (and subsequent sales) of my Airstream, and FAN camper. There were posts on those adventures – “…I know you weren’t speeding, but did you know your trailer is on fire?” said the nice officer. For the last year as a replacement retreat (albeit without wheels), I have been studying how to create an isolated retreat at “44” facing Vermont and sunsets through the trees. An outing last Friday, conversations with friends, and a fortunate visit from my contractor friend, resulted yesterday with my purchase of this 10×14 foot beauty. Ready for us to finish in our own design.
My first plan for Maine was “scouting” Antique Alley, US Route 1 in the southern “beaches area “(yes Maine is divided into regions for touring. I bought my way across New Hampshire this afternoon (have to pay for my toys and trips somehow), and am positioned in Ogunquit for all day scouting tomorrow. Last was here in November 2015. Right downtown, below is the view off my deck, but remind me never to visit in the beaches area in season – it is scary crowded even now.
This post still verbose – but I wanted to let you know I am trying to get out and about and share again. Hopefully this will be the beginning of much upcoming sharing of future and past adventures. Stay safe and well, and thank you for scrolling down this far, luv, RAY
Since I “write to remember” instead of a new post will update this one with the balance of this escape. So, continuing on on 26 and 27 April 2024
NOTE ON 28 APRIL — no, I ended up writing a second post about this trip – and here is the link to those two days MAINE 26 APRIL to HOME 27 APRIL 2024
On the 26th I headed north on US 1, first turning into Drake Island to get a feel for the beaches – spoiler alert – I am not a beach person.
and, now since antique shops will soon open, I am off heading home – to complete this later – RAY
I know, I know – it has been too long since you last heard from me. My last note to you was The Night Before Christmas at “44.” I am alive and well, but just do not know where my days go, but also know that I am way behind filling you in, and documenting for myself, on many of my 2023 adventures, including:
July — my shore explorations on the St. Lawrence River October — a unique cruising on the Champlain Canal December — again enjoying the Inndulgence Tour in nearby Vermont December — and, also enjoying the holiday tour in the Manchester, VT area and, I am sure there are a few other shorter adventures.
Besides “getting lost” playing with my toys and collections, and working to deaccession things so others may enjoy them, I found another “cozy mystery” author that I cannot put down. In the last month I have read twelve titles in Lorna Barrett’s “Booktown Mystery” series. Making it easy is by using the LIBBY app through my local library — see if your library offers this service. If a book you wish to read is available as a Kindle download, you can “check it out.” Fortunately I had installed a decade ago the Kindle app on my 12+ year old iPad, and I am all set. LIBBY you interface with on your phone to find, check-out, and download a title. RAY RECOMMENDS – get LIBBY, and read the BOOKTOWN MYSTERY SERIES.
AMERICA’S LARGEST — I attended briefly in 2015, and then spent many hours in 2019 — LARGEST – yes with four buildings, 370,000 square feet (which is about 6 ½ football fields of area), over 300 exhibitors, crowd of over 20,000 in two days — it is the AMHERST RAILWAY SOCIETY – RAILROAD HOBBY SHOW – America’s largest railroad-themed trade show. Held on the grounds of the BIG-E in Springfield, Massachusetts, I wanted to go last year again, but sadly forgot, but on my September Train Trek, in the “goody bag” was a flyer for this year’s show, and I kept it in view since. I went on Saturday, and with the threat of snow on Sunday and the playoff games, all 20,000 people were there with me – you know “I do not do crowds.”
I prefer old and vintage – with trains that would be Standard Gauge, 1930s and earlier. But still it is fun to see the newer “O” Gauge, the layouts, accessories, buildings and the like. Also exhibiting are train museums and railroad groups to learn about. I toured all four buildings in 4 1/2 hours on my feet (remember now three back surgeries), but did not, and could not study all the booths and exhibits. Table exhibits had much for sale. One of the first things I saw was the “tear-drop” camper and truck below. Tempted for $30, but not really a fit for my vintage camper toy collection.
Many, many exhibits of train equipment, but I do not recall ever seeing a table full of accessory people for train layouts.
so many buildings for your layouts were on exhibit – made, and also kits – many of them having pieces cut by lasers,, ready for you to punch out and assemble.
you may not know that for over 30 years I have been collecting models of diners. In 1957, while on TV, I told Bert Parks I wanted to own a diner. Well, I do own almost 30 of them in miniature. Since they are ideal in train layouts I was hoping to find one to buy I did not have. But alas, none for sale that I saw, but this was on a layout – one I had not seen before.
and not to be left out, several displays had model boats and ships.
and, in one display a complete amusement park.
I hoped to also to see exhibits of train museums and train rides and excursion that I may not have known about. And, I was successful in collecting a number of rack cards to view, study, and plan road trips. Most amazing to learn about was the Lenox, Massachusetts, station and museum. Not in “downtown” Lenox I learned (I know the town) but in a little “berg” two miles west of my favorite US Route 7. Over six decades driving on US 7, and I had no idea — ROAD TRIP. Here do take a look at some of the rack cards I brought home, and plan your trips.
I regret to tell you that I did not purchase any “toys” for Ray — BUT, a pleasant surprise for me was my purchase of just over 100 railroad books to “play with.” And, that is what I have been doing since returning home.
Hopefully more coming soon in this New Year – Gary and I are trying to schedule a “six hour tour” – by train of course.
MERRY CHRISTMAS — I am sitting before a crackling fire in my front room (no fireplaces at “44” – removed during an 1850s “modernization”) – I shared with you last evening, and exactly a year ago I shared with you. Remember I write to remember, and to share, but again tonight wish to remember how I have things of enjoyment surrounding me.
This evening was the Live Nativity in front of my home on Walpole’s Common. A tradition now for almost fifty years, begun in 1975 only two Christmas Eves have been missed – a flood in the village and a COVID year. You should know the story. This year I was asked to be the narrator, so if you wish, I can send you the Bible verses that relate the story. Since I was up on the Gazebo, my image taking was limited this year. Here is a view with part of the large crowd this nice year.
In the background you can see “44” and walking home I took the image below to share with you my “Major Award” in the second floor window, and my Santa Blow-Mold at the front door.
I do not wish to be too repetitive, so I am going to document for me, and share with you, some changes I have this year. BUT – I invite you to visit THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS AT “44” – 2022
“Fred Puddles” moved in with me a few weeks ago to round out (pun intended) my Blow-Mold collection. Now in the kitchen for enjoyment, I have to be careful with this great trio of candlesticks I got just last week (now well over 150 “flickering flame” holders) – cannot have them burning too long or Mr. Puddles will live up to his name.
Any of my images you can click for a larger size to truly enjoy.
My center island in the kitchen is changed a tad this year — I love my new Santa addition acquired a month ago.
on the table in the kitchen are two new treasures found on a scouting trip to the other side of the state three weeks ago. I love the 1940s-50s Santa candle holders, and could not resist the tree. It spoke to me – the 15% off at the dealer’s booth was not the motivator, but resulted with the ridiculously low price of $4.25.
next to the main computer in the kitchen is this wonderful hanging star a neighbor hand-made and left at the door for me – thank you again, Beth.
Hopefully you read my history of Yule Logs that I published in the December issue of the Walpole Clarion and shared with you in a previous post. If you did not have a chance, here again is a link to my article on the History of Yule Logs. Featured in my article, below is the Yule Log I made in 1959, this year on the porch table.
and, I just finished dinner in the dining room – this year the center again changed a tad
and at the side table in the dining room, Santa is out in this restored 1930s Kingsbury Camper. Most of my collection of vintage camper toy trailers is now put away – on the schedule is to build an addition behind the bookshop for their display.
And, speaking of traditions, on Christmas Eve 2020 I compiled a post of my Christmas Season Festivities and traditions going back to 2013. this summary linked below has links to the full stories which you may also enjoy. Maybe tomorrow I will be updating that page — Please click below and enjoy —
And, “all through my house” I feel totally relaxed and calm, but realize I have been woefully remiss in writing my posts and sharing my adventures and thoughts with you. I have much still to share from 2023 with you, but maybe that will be my relaxation on Christmas Day. But first – some FUN THINGS (I think) that I shared with you last year on December 17, and want to share again as you slow down to also be relaxed and calm.
First A CHRISTMAS CAROL REDUX —
A CHRISTMAS CAROL – REDUX (Like You Have Never Heard Before)
From December 21 to 26, 2010, I attended a program – Fête de Noël: Christmas in Québec City. It was great. Besides the history we had Christmas Eve Dinner at the Hotel Frontenac (below), and a carriage ride in the snow around the city on Christmas Day.
Heading home on Autoroute 20, the afternoon of the 26th, I was dial switching on the radio. Now, you may recall that from 2008 through 2014, I produced, as a benefit for local food shelves, my own adaptation of Charles Dickens’ A CHRISTMAS CAROL. Having completed performances before I left for Canada, this tale of redemption as Scrooge faced three separate ghosts, was fresh in my mind. Landing on the CBC I heard that A CHRISTMAS CAROL REDUX, narrated by Russell Thomas, was about to begin. “Now I want to hear that,” I said to myself, and it soon began with a kazoo prelude.
Now it will help, but not necessary, if you know the basic plot before you spend 54 minutes listening to this REDUX production. I was soon laughing hard, tears of laughter were streaming down my cheeks, and I feared that the car seat was not waterproof in case my bladder lost control. Fortunately I saw a rest area, and pulled in, parked, and listened to the radio. I had to find a copy to share, and finally I did a few years ago and enlisted son Gary to figure out how we could share it.
So, now I invite you to the party. Pour some non-dairy eggnog, or glasses of wine, get some dry underwear in case, put your feet up and turn out the lights and close your eyes. Click the audio link below Mr. Fezziwig’s Ball. But my disclaimer – the show is irreverent, often politically incorrect, raunchy at times, and hysterical – ENJOY!
I also again enjoy sharing my THE HISTORY BEHIND CANDLES IN THE WINDOW
I share a tidbit of history each month in THE WALPOLE CLARION in my “column,” DID YOU KNOW THAT…? In the December, 2019, issue I explored the background behind placing candles in windows. Since then this post has become the top Google answer to the question “candles in windows history,” with 35,350 views on line as of tonight December 23, 2023. Below are the “candles in the windows” of my 1806 Colonial on a quintessential New England Village Common.
DID YOU KNOW THAT…
… the tradition of lighting candles in the windows of homes during Christmas, dating to colonial times, was brought to America by the Irish? Candles in windows have always been considered a sign of welcome to others. In early America, when homes were often miles apart, the sight of a distant candle in a window was a sign of “welcome” to those wishing to visit.
Religious practices and persecution have a long and complicated history in Ireland. As early as 1171, King Henry II’s invasion of Ireland began persecution against the Irish. Pagan solstice celebrations were replaced by Christmas celebrations. Protestantism attempted to replace Catholicism. The British Government, between 1691 and 1778, perfected their oppressive Penal Laws, targeting Catholics in an attempt to squash the religion. Catholic priests were not allowed to practice their faith. Ordered to leave the country, the priests instead went into hiding. The Irish were forced to obey British Rule.
During Christmastime, faithful Irish Catholics would, in darkness, light a candle in the window and leave the door unlocked. This was a sign to priests it was safe to slip into their home to say Mass. In return they offered hospitality to the priest. The British, questioning the Irish about the candles, were told it was their way to welcome Joseph, Mary, and the Baby Jesus as they sought shelter. On immigrating to the United States, the Irish brought this holiday practice with them.
CANDLE IN THE WINDOW — FENNO HOUSE c 1725 — Old Sturbridge Village, November 17, 2019
The tradition of the lit candle in the window in colonial America has been interpreted in many ways. It has been seen as a beacon of hope for any passerby during the holiday season, and signaled strangers that there would be food and shelter there, should they ask. Candles also showed hope that Mary and other saints would pass by their home and bless it. The candle’s welcome was part silent prayer for the safe return of an absent person, and part sign there is someone waiting and tending the fire. Other interpretations say the candle would be sending a message – a child had been born or a family had received a blessing of some nature. Often the candles would be commemorating a community event or celebration. Inns (and now bed and breakfasts) used candles announcing rooms were available, and leading travelers to the door. The key being the sense of welcome.
When Colonial Williamsburg was established, they were unsure how Christmas should be represented. Remember, it was not much of a holiday in colonial America. They hung colored lights on ten evergreen trees in 1934, continuing to search for decorations representative of the period. The landscape architect remembered his family’s practice of placing a candle in their Boston window in 1893. With that idea, the next year a single lighted candle was placed in the windows of the four buildings open to the public. The candles were lit from 5 to 10 PM between Christmas Eve and New Year’s Eve. Worried of fire, four janitors were paid $1.00 each to light the candles and guard against fires.
Electric candles solved the concern with fire. Colonial Williamsburg visitors liked what they saw, and wanted candles to take back home. In 1941, Williamsburg department stores sold their entire stock of 600 electric candles by Christmas Eve. Today, having candles in the windows is even easier. My candles take batteries, and are remotely controlled.
CANDLES – Traditions — For Some Reason “I am hooked” — please enjoy
And, speaking of traditions, on Christmas Eve 2020 I compiled a post of my Christmas Season Festivities and traditions going back to 2013. this summary has links to the full stories which you may also enjoy. I will be updating within the next two days. Please click below and enjoy —
Shunpiking with Ray 
