Restoration Hangar

You hear people say it again and again. “I never visit local attractions unless I have company from out of town I need to entertain.” I know people who have never visited out local zoo, art museum, theaters, parks and historical sites. We’ve done our fair share in checking Ohio's offerings, but this particular summer …

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Portland Times Two

We got a later than usual start on on our annual escape from winter. If the weather broadcasters were to be believed, after several days of really cold weather we were going to find ourselves trapped in a “Day After Tomorrow” type polar vortex. (I am a huge fan of cheesey disaster/action films. DAT is …

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The Flying Bathtub

We are presently heading for Vermont, driving along I-90. Ordinarily interstate drives aren’t interesting, but in Pensylvania  Lake Erie sparkles on the left and rolling vineyards pass on the right, making this leg of the trip quite pleasant. We crossed the border into New York and turned away from the lakeshore, and went back to …

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Base, Antennae, Span, Earth

When I called to make reservations at the New River Campground the owner told me we were lucky to get a site on Bridge Day weekend. I feigned understanding and agreed that I was indeed lucky. When I was done with the call I promptly Googled "Bridge Day." It takes place on the third Saturday …

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Zip, Zam, Zowie!

I am afraid of heights. Not paranoid, just fearful. Over the years I've been on top of 20 foot ladders, cliffs and other scary places and done OK. I've even parasailed. Then again, I've gotten the yips just standing on the edge of a diving board or looking down a stairwell. Then Ben said "let's …

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Durango

When we planned our trip, Ben told me that we absolutely had to ride the narrow gauge rail from Durango to Silverton. I'm not totally clueless, I know that narrow gauge rail refers to a train but all my historic train rides in Ohio had been on single track laid on mostly flat ground. The …

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Birds, Bikers, Beer & Dancin’ Annie

It was the bike that caught my attention. The adult tricycle was painted shocking pink and was festooned with dozens of blinking hearts on keyrings on the back basket. A pink plate read "Dancin' Annie's Pink Cadillac." It was parked most afternoons by the door of the Oyster City Brewing Company. The Oyster CIty Brewing …

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