Ralph is always outside a least an hour before departure readying his rig for travel, but not this morning. Henry and I were out first and ready to go earlier than our usual 9 am.
Ralph must have slept in, he hit the ground running to make sure he would be ready to leave on time. We all have the same attitude, no one wants to hold up the group if at all possible.
I hate to think what would happen if part of our group was not concerned about our departure time.
We left Oxford Casino at 8:45, our destination today is Circle CG Farms RV Resort in Bellingham, Massachusetts. Circle CG RV park is an hour train ride from downtown Boston.
Riding the train is convenient and quick compared to driving through heavy traffic on unfamiliar roads and finding a parking spot for our oversized trucks.
Clouds and cool weather as we pulled out of the casino, as the morning wore on the temperature rose as well as the humidity. By mid-morning, the air was sticky hot, felt like 80 degrees F.
Traffic was light but as we neared Boston the roads narrowed and the traffic increased.
The drive was relatively short but intense as traffic volume increased. As we neared our destination a voice over the radio mentioned lunchtime…….good idea.
We pulled off the freeway and found a city park. When we stopped for lunch Allyson mentioned she had phoned Circle CG Farm RV Park and they didn’t accept early check-ins, so lunchtime will be extended.
After lunch, we headed to the RV park, after checking in and half listening to the usual directions to our campsite Ralph and I drove into the park and quickly got lost in the maze of roads.
I guess we missed a small sign after the security gate. Ralph and I toured the resort a couple of times, before arriving at our sites.
Our sites were in an open area know as ‘the field’, it was packed with rigs of all shapes and sizes. Luckily the park respected our reservations and our sites were plenty large enough for our rigs.
Once settled, Henry and Allyson unhooked their fifth-wheel and drove off to visit the town where Henry’s dad was born.
Ralph and I spent the afternoon taking care of some maintenance chores on our rigs. My chore was to figure out my trailer wiring problem.
I decided to replace the 7 prong plug, the existing plug on the trailer is an enclosed unit no way to take it apart.
I cut it off and wired in the new plug, I was hoping this would correct the problem, but as soon as I plugged it into the truck the usual warning appeared…… frustrating, to say the least.
It was late afternoon by the time Henry and Allyson returned to camp. Visiting the town where Henry’s father was born was a moving experience for Henry. An old town of Victorian-era buildings and cobblestone streets.
We spent the evening planning the next day’s trip to Boston, the first of many east coast cities we hope to visit.
The RV park’s office personnel were very helpful, providing information on the train station location and schedule and which station to get off and which subway train to take.
We decided the hop on hop off bus tour would be the best way to see the city. The thought was to ride the bus around town and note the attractions we may return to.
While researching hop on and off bus tours I came upon ‘groupon’ tickets, a discount app that provides substantial savings. The group agreed we will check Groupon tickets in the morning.
A hot and muggy evening as we said goodnight and headed to bed with excited anticipation of our visit to Boston, a bucket list city.
Sunday, October 8 – Day 41
The morning brought cloudy skies and warm temperatures, 70 degrees and humid.
We piled into my truck and headed to the train for the hour-long train ride to Boston. The cost for the ride was reasonable $20 each return, tickets available from the Conductor.
Unfortunately, we didn’t realize until later seniors can ride for half price. This was the first and last time we would pay full price.
The commuter train station is located a couple miles from the RV park, we arrived to find we had not considered the weekend schedule. The next train didn’t depart until 10:40, back to camp for another morning coffee.
The trip to Boston was interesting, my experience of commuting by train is non-existent except for an occasional trip on the sky train to Vancouver, BC to take in a hockey game.
What surprised me was the speed of the train…… what would happen if it left the tracks, I quickly put this thought out of my mind.
People riding the train were interesting, their noses stuck to their cell phones texting furiously, making sure not to make eye contact. I wondered what previous generations did, ………….hide their faces in the newspaper I guess.
We arrived at Boston’s central station on time, now the fun begins. Our first chore was to figure out the city map and find the hop on hop off office to redeem our Groupon tickets. Allyson took charge and managed to guide us along the mile or so walk without a problem.
We redeemed our tickets purchased through our cell phones and climbed aboard the bus. The bus was single level, not the double-decker type depicted by the hop on hop off ad.
The temperature quickly warmed to the mid 70’s compelling the driver to roll up the plastic window sides allowing for a better view and a pleasant breeze.
Boston is unexpectedly beautiful with many green areas including the Boston Common a 50-acre square grassy area with a strange looking empty pond……maybe it was emptied for cleaning?
The area was originally pasture land before being designated a park a couple hundred years ago. The pond has quite the history, in earlier times it was used to determine if a person was a witch or not.
The victim was thrown into the pond and if they floated it meant they were a witch which meant burning at the stake if they didn’t float they weren’t a witch but unfortunately they drown, so either way their fate was not good.
The hop on hop off bus toured the city and the waterfront while the commentator described the history and significance of various sights including the Constitution, a 200-year-old tall ship built with 2’ thick sides so cannon balls would bounce off.
We passed many historic sights including locations of battles and standoffs with the British. The history of Paul Revere’s famous ride through the city yelling the British are coming was particularly interesting.
The highlight of the day was a visit to the famous Cheers bar for lunch. Cheers was filmed in Hollywood, not Boston, only the picture of the bar is part of Boston.
After a long day of sightseeing, we decided on dinner at the famous Quincy Market on the waterfront. After dinner, the long walk back to the train station passed some original Boston gas lanterns.
We arrived home in the dark to a yelping welcome from our Buddy dog. He soon forgave us for leaving him all day.
Monday, October 9 – Day 42
Rain fell steadily through the night and continued all day, the most rain we’ve experienced on the trip.
Today is Columbus Day, the celebration of Christopher Columbus’s discovering of America. This day also brought out many protesters and vandals.
Several groups believe the theme of the holiday should be changed and not celebrate Columbus due to his mistreatment of the natives.
However, a more important celebration was in order, Henry’s birthday, can’t say his age but let’s just say he’s been around several blocks several times and over the proverbial hill more times than most can count. Happy birthday to a great guy.
The plan today is to attend a Boston Bruins hockey game to celebrate Henry’s birthday. I was not feeling well from a cold I think I picked up in Newfoundland, I stayed at camp while Ralph and the birthday boy went to the game. Everyone else spent this rainy day relaxing.
When Henry and Ralph returned they were ecstatic with their adventure in Boston and the hockey game. They were proud of themselves after finding their way from the train to the subway to the Boston Garden.
When they arrived to buy hockey tickets all the regular seats were sold out, all that remained were box seats at $125. each. After all the travel to get here, they opted to buy the expensive tickets enjoying the time of their lives. I was jealous.
The rain continued through the evening as we celebrated Henry’s birthday with Boston pizza (ha ha) and Boston cream cake, …….delicious.
My next article, the gang takes a bite out of the Big Apple, New York City.