Wednesday, September 27, 2017

The Journey Continues... the Big Dump!


Ten Legs and a Tail.. day four


We began our morning with a trial by fire of the "RV life"  We decided it was time to do a big dump.  By that I mean empty our septic tank.  Gotcha didn't I?  My stalwart companion, Annie Gram, came prepared with a mask and rubber gloves.  Justine and I read the guidebook with the instructions which weren't that great.  just sayin..

We opened the latch, took out the hose, tried to shove it down the pipe (which it didn't want to do) and then... pulled the black valve.  Nothing.  What the what?  So then we pulled the grey valve and suddenly a giant splash of water fell on the ground, splashing on Annie.  I know I'm a terrible friend but I was laughing so hard, my vision got blurry.  Fortunately, it was what we RV experts call Grey Water. (water from the sink etc.)  So it wasn't quite as gross as it could have been.

So what are three novices to do?  Call in the professionals.  The very nice man at our campground came out to our rig, and with a twinkle in his eye, helped us get it right.  PHEW!!

On our way, we took a lovely detour in Indianapolis to Graeter's Ice Cream.  How many miles would you drive out of your way for amazing ice cream??

So on we went to our next destination which was St. Louis.
There were more white knuckles,  more trucks,  but we made it.  We were VERY happy to get to our campground outside of St. Louis.  We were ecstatic to see the heated pool that is still open.  Have you noticed a theme?  We are in search of water everywhere we go.  Look for a blog next week about how Smooch swam her way across the country.

We have settled in and found our groove.  Our favorite time of the day is the evening when we are snug in our camper, playing quiddler, solving the problems of the world.  We've even rationed our time talking about Trump.  Why ruin an epic road trip?  In our camper at night,  It feels like it's just us against the world.  It's a great feeling.   We'll be reporting Quiddler tallies later in the week.

Next stop - the Arch, the Botanical Garden, a sculpture park and maybe some time just chillin' poolside.





Ten Legs and a Tail- Day Three

Ten Legs and a Tail- Day Three

When we left you last..our RV was beeping.  It was something to do with the propane tank but we checked in with Cruise America who helped us sort out the issue.  We haven't blown up yet. 


As we pulled out of the Thompson KOA outside of Cleveland, we anointed this stop - Best Bathhouse Ever.  We didn't want to leave.








Next stop-  Lake Eerie.  We went to the beach and WENT SWIMMING!!  What is better than finding a new body of water that you've never swum in before?  The water was lovely.
















Next we hit the road and drove Route 70 from Cleveland to Richmond, Indiana.  The trucks, dear God, the trucks! Justine dubbed it "terrifying alley".  There were trucks bearing down on our rig from all directions.  Anne Gram, the driver- nerves of steel.  The rest of us- heart palpitations.





Four hours later we pulled into Richmond, Indiana.  And what does a labrador retriever do when she's been in the car for almost 8 hours?  She runs and she swims and goes paddle-boating with her friend Anne.


Quotes from the day...

From the back of the RV..


 "Something smells eggy. is it dog fart or a chili fart?"


Next stop: St Louis. We'll be getting our kicks on Route 66.

Monday, September 25, 2017

Ten Legs and a Tail- the epic journey



We're renamed the blog for our trip, thanks to the creativity of my traveling companions.

Ten Legs and a Tail...

Three women and one dog.  Do the math.

Day Two.  So here we go... Here is the soundtrack of our trip so far.   Pre-trip anxiety...

The catch phrase was "Oh God"
Who's driving?  "Oh God".
Do you know how to hook up to electricity, water and septic.. "Oh God".
How long is it going to take us to get there?   "Oh God"
Who is going to be the co-pilot?  "Oh God".

Then we took off.  First stop in the Delaware Water Gap. We settled into our cozy RV and felt like we were in a safe, sacred bubble..  It was just us girls and we began to solve the problems of the world.

While playing Quiddler last night, the catch phrase was,    "Let's have some more wine and figure it out"

Today's excitement was stopping in a corn field in Ohio. Justine said-  "Are we in Dogpatch, those mosquitoes are the size of bats."

Smooch's day included a dip in the Susquehanna River.







Then we arrived at our sweet campground outside of Cleveland.  Smooch had a swim, we had wine-time and conversation and then the camper started beeping....

Friday, September 22, 2017

Just Say YES!

Travels with Smooch-  Pre-trip Planning


Sometimes in life you just have to say YES!  So what that life is busy and full and you are embarking on a huge and important theatrical project.  So what that the garden needs harvesting and weeding and the list of house projects is endless.  So what if your consulting business could use an infusion of juice.   When you are invited to come help your daughter and her husband take care of their new baby in a city 2000 miles away, you just say YES!

Here is the pot at the end of the rainbow.. this little morsel.  


And here are my dear friends who said YES!


And here is my trusty sidekick who is up for anything and couldn’t stand being left behind, even for a day.  

Now to pack for this adventure.  What the what?  How do you pack when you will be away that long?   

Coats- check
Footwear- check

No you don’t need 5 coats nor do you need 10 pairs of shoes.  I mean seriously what do you really need when you're hanging out with a delicious baby and two labrador retrievers? Perhaps the right strategy is to think camp.  Pack your trunk with a uniform- green shorts, white shirts, a sweater or two and be done with it.   Ok, maybe you put in a party dress or a nice outfit for Thanksgiving, but really what else is essential? 

How do you prepare your life to be put on hold for 2-3 months?  You bring your computer, your kindle, your phone and you let the rest just stay where it is. Surely it will be there when you return.


How do you map your route when there are so many things to see between here and there? You get on the phone with your stalwart traveling companions and you discuss packing lists and routes and strategies. What are we going to do when we can’t figure out how to attach the septic hose to the ..to the… to the… wait!  Where do we attach the septic hose? Don't panic.  There are videos.  The RV company has a call center.  We'll map a route on Roadtripper.com and hope for the best.  Our husbands will be at home gleefully watching the adventure, laughing at our travails. We’ll figure it out.  We hope.

And one thing is for sure.  We will chronicle the adventure.  We'll write about it and we'll take pictures of it.  We'll invite suggestions from our friends.  So here we go.
From West Boylston to Denver via the Poconos, Cleveland, St. Louis, Kansas City..  What should we see? Where should we eat?  (We’re searching for gems from Diners, Drive-ins and Dives) What should we listen to? (podcasts, books on tape)  Or maybe we’ll just gab our way across the country, solving all of the problems of the world.  We do have one genius strategy which is to listen to Hillary’s new book “What Happened” so that we can gnash our teeth and rail at the injustice of it all.  That should keep us awake and alert.

We’ll be sharing updates from the road here.  But if you have ideas for us.  Let us hear them.

And the next time you get the chance- just say YES!

Friday, August 18, 2017

Ode to the Camp Counselor


You Should Be So Lucky to Hire Such Exceptional People


I am in awe.  No, really.  I am awed by the spirit and energy and bottomless commitment that I saw amongst the camp counselors that I worked with this summer. 

It’s that time of year when summer camps are ending their season. Happy campers are returning home to their families, counselors are moving on to their “other life”- school or work or travels.  The last few days of camp are a crush of creating those last special memories, packing up trunks and putting camp to bed for the winter.  It’s exhausting work but it’s part of what camp counselors do.  They pitch in.  The share in the work and the fun of being part of a community. They have learned about stepping up to help, about being resourceful and being cheerful in the face whatever comes their way.  They have spent buggy nights on an overnight in the woods with their campers.  They have weathered the drama and excitement of a sudden summer storm from the inside of a tent or cabin.  They have thrown themselves into “Harry Potter Day” or “Mississippi Mud”,  a once-a-summer decadent chocolate dessert that is met with nothing short of pure mayhem.  They have jumped onto the stage in the annual talent show and performed a goofy skit or song.  They have learned how to “make their own fun”. 

This was my 17th summer at my camp in Vermont.  I have been lucky to be there whenever my life and schedule have allowed. And as one of the older people at camp, I too take home valuable lessons every summer.  I create special memories and push myself in new ways.  But with the benefit of experience and of a long and successful business career, I think often about the quality of the people at camp and the skills that they are building.  I think about why I would want to hire them, no matter what organization or business I am working for.

If you are running a company that is moving fast, wouldn’t you want to hire folks who are hard-working and flexible and cheerful; who can roll with the punches when the direction changes?
Wouldn’t you want to hire people who will pitch in and say yes, who will not complain but will meet each challenge with a can-do spirit?  Wouldn’t you want to hire people who have learned how to be a contributing member of a community; who will say yes to starring in the holiday video or being on a taskforce to tackle some thorny cultural issue inside the organization?

I have spent a lot of time in my business life thinking about company culture.  I have managed teams and have hired lots of folks at different levels.   Like many executives, I hire for cultural fit and for character.  Sure, skills are important, but hiring the right kinds of people with a moral compass, with a strong work ethic, with an ability to collaborate and cooperate is more important than any one skill.  I look for life experience and a sense of humor.  What kind of people do you want around you when things get difficult and challenging?  For me, I want people who will keep slogging through whatever challenge is in front of them, who will laugh and see the humor in it, who will support their colleagues, without judgement. 

This is what we learn to do at camp.  The next time you see “camp counselor” on a resume, consider the possibilities.  This person might be the best hire you will ever make.  And if you’re thinking about trying something different next summer, I highly recommend being a camp counselor.  It’s the hardest work you’ll ever love.