Flight of the Dove, 2013

This year’s Flight of the Dove ride was great!, as I’ve come to expect. I’ve ridden this ride every year since it started and I’ll keep coming back.

Before I get into the ride, I want to make a general observation. There are sources of inspiration all around us, if we but look. I mentioned my Sister’s perseverance caring for her terminally-ill Husband. On this ride I saw another one. I guess if you saw these two guys in any other setting, you’d probably say they were handicapped, but what I saw was inspiring. They rode the 62-mile route on these recumbent bikes, pedaling with their hands and arms. Let me tell you, there were places I was having a hard time keeping up with them.
Should I ever find myself in such a condition, I’m going to be thinking of these guys. (As usual, you can click on the pictures for a full-res version.)

Now on with the ride! I hadn’t been riding much this year (at least not as much as I usually do, or would like to), so I actually considered dropping back to the 30-mile route, or taking the 50-mile shortcut. But, that’s s slippery slope, and I elected to go for the 62-mile ride, even if it took me all day.

Weather was near perfect: overcast skies, no rain, cool temperatures, especially for a South Carolina August. The only thing I could complain about was the wind, which tended towards a headwind late in the ride, especially on SC72. But you can’t have everything (even though this ride comes close).

I usually get to events and appointments early, and this was no exception. Even still, there were a lot of riders already there when I arrived, about an hour before the start.

It looked like a good turnout.

The rest stops were well attended and provisioned.

The third rest stop was at the Belfast Rifle Range, where arrangements had been made for riders to do some shooting, should they desire.

You, know, when you’re in a port-a-potty and someone fires off a high-powered rifle, it gets your attention, until you remember you’re at a rifle range.

It don’t get much more rural than this:

Some of the happy volunteers who make this a real rider’s ride.

The support on this ride can’t be beat. In addition to those smiling and helpful rest stop folks, SAG vehicles were in evidence, as well as the motorcycle folks patrolling. At several busy intersections, Sheriff’s Deputies were there to manage traffic.

Finally, finished, and it didn’t even take me all day:

One of the many things the organizers do a great job on is marking the roads, not just with directional marks (and those extra marks every few kilometers on the long stretches are appreciated – I always wonder if I missed a turn), but also marking the hazards like potholes, bumps, railroad crossings, and such. There was one spot on Bush River Rd. that had taken a beating from all the recent rains. I’d almost swear it was in worse condition when I went back for this picture than it was when I rode through there earlier in the day.

You really couldn’t say much else about that little stretch.

As usual, this was another super ride. For those who didn’t make it, please try harder next year. You won’t find a better ride: route, support, food, and no restroom lines. And, to top it all off, it supports a great charity, Hospice of Laurens County. It’s an organization like this that really helped my Sister and made it possible for her to care for her Husband.

Next up, the Ride for Raptors.

Creature Feature 2013 #7 – Insect Special

There’s been dragonflies and butterflies all over the place lately, so here’s a special insect edition. I had this about ready to post early last week, but decided I needed to get a field guide so I could start identifying these critters. So, without further ado, and with the help of the National Wildlife Federation’s Field Guide to Insects and Spiders of North America (which looks like a pretty good field guide; lots of pictures), here we go! (As usual, click on the image for a full-res version.)

Here’s a Silver-spotted Skipper tankin’ up:

A Red-spotted Purple, who has apparently been through a lot but was still flying:

I think this is a Blue Dasher:

These 12-spotted skimmers were darting around all over a little cove. I thought getting pictures of kingfishers in flight was difficult…

Creature Feature 2013 #6

I’ve had a lot going on lately, so I’ve got some pictures to catch up on. Here’s some of the latest lake goings-ons. As usual, you can click on the picture to get to a full-resolution version if you want to count the feathers.

That’s a Mocking Bird about to land in the tree:

There were these two Kingfishers who seemed to just be hanging around with each other. I think they were a pair, and they were happy to sit still (for a change) for some portraits:

Osprey were out playing and kicking up rooster tails on the water:

And the Osprey weren’t the only ones kicking up some water… here a Great Blue Heron heads for a landing:

Wouldn’t you know it? I’m out there with my small lens to do some video, and I come across our Bald Eagle. Wish I had my 200mm lens for this guy…

Ways to Travel

The recent loss of my Brother-in-Law (William A. Prall, 1943 – 2013) left me with a bit of a problem: How to get my 90-year-old Dad from South Carolina to Pennsylvania and back with an absolute minimum of wear-and-tear. I actually started thinking about this a couple months ago, knowing what was coming.

The obvious answer would be to take an airline, but this would require us to either make a connection(s) somewhere, possibly between concourses in separate zip codes, and/or drive to/from one of the major regional hubs multiple hours away. Then there’s all the standing in lines, security checks, parking lots that require GPS to navigate, cramped seats, and so on. I really did not want to subject my Dad to all that if I could at all avoid it.

I considered many options (I ruled out bicycle and kayaking right off). Near as I could tell, you just can’t get there from here by bus or train, and even getting close would take a good bit of time, as would just driving. For a variety of reasons, my own single engine airplane would not be a good choice. My Dad isn’t one to fly, and even being on a large airliner is a bit stressful.

I got to wondering what it would cost to charter a flight on something like a small turboprop. This might be a big enough airplane for my Dad to be reasonably comfortable, and would take out the entire “airline experience”. Since I know something about aviation, I knew it wouldn’t be cheap (there’s a saying that it takes two things to fly: airspeed and money, and airspeed is debatable), but then again, my research showed that short-notice airline travel would cost a small fortune anyway, even if we could get seats when we needed them.

One might wonder, “how does one go about chartering a flight?” It’s easy. Call up one or more charter operators (most larger airports, and many smaller ones, will have at least one), and tell ’em what you need. These companies operate a lot like the big scheduled air carriers, but without the schedules and “established routes”. You go when you want to go and where you want to go, and a variety of aircraft are available. “On demand” and “air taxi” are terms that you may see. They’re governed by Federal Aviation Regulations part 135, which has many of the same requirements as the scheduled air carriers. There are, of course, differences to allow for flying anywhere and everywhere whenever with many different aircraft.

I’m sure any charter operator can help you figure out the best airports to use since they’ll fly to airports the airlines can’t use with their behemoth-sized aircraft, or just won’t bother with, but knowing what I know I was able to pick Allentown, PA as the best option. I considered Mt. Pocono airport, but it’s not all that much closer to where we needed to get to, and has no ILS approach. As it turned out, on the day we wanted to return home, Mt. Pocono was well below approach minimums in fog and basically unusable.

Anyway, I called around, and, yes, if short-notice airline travel would cost a small fortune, this would cost a modest fortune, but one that I could afford, if only once. We could go directly from the Greenville, SC right straight to Allentown, PA, non-stop, in a little over 2 hours. We could go and return when we wanted to. Cost is based on the actual cost of the flight, however long it takes, including any weather or ATC (Air Traffic Control) delays, and the “empty” trips for the aircraft to return to base and then come back to pick us up later, however the operators were happy to provide a “feasibility number”, and later when I got serious about doing this, a quote.

As an aside, I’ve had what I guess some might call a bucket list item to go out and do something like the “other half” does it. Do something and just not give a second (or even first) though about the cost. Go first class. Be “king for a day”. But I never really came across something I wanted to do that way. Get skybox tickets to a race or ball game? Meh…. limo ride out to dinner? Nah… Charter a flight to Pennsylvania, and maybe get to spend a little time up in the “front office” of something that’s a lot more airplane than my little Tiger? Bingo.

I called up Venture Aviation, an operator at Greenville Downtown, where I keep my own airplane, and got a real quote, which matched the rough number I was given previously. After that, it was just a matter of waiting for the actual event to occur, which, as it turned out, was only a few days. A phone call and some Emailed paperwork got everything set up.

As it turned out, I have serious doubts we could have done this on an airline anyway. My Dad had an appointment on Monday afternoon that we really needed to keep, and couldn’t be moved up, and the first services for my Brother-in-law were on Tuesday evening. We’d have been hard-pressed to make it there on time. With the charter, we were able to have a normal breakfast at home in South Carolina, and be at my Sister’s home in Pennsylvania by lunchtime, with none of the frazzling that seems to accompany airline travel.

The pilots were professional, helpful, and accommodated my request to stick my beak up in the cockpit once we reached cruise flight in the King Air 200 on the way up:

and the King Air 90 on the way back:

Interestingly enough, I could at least identify everything in the cockpit. I might not know just how or when to use the thing, but I at least knew what it was or what it was telling me. Guess I picked up a few things in almost 40 years of fiddling around with airplanes. It was neat watching the pilots work together during the busy portions of the flight: teamwork in action.

The aircraft were impeccable: clean, comfortable (with just the two of us, we had more leg room than leg), and in good operating condition to my casual, but Airframe and-Powerplant-mechanic trained eye. This is personal service. While these flights had no cabin attendants (such service is, I’m sure, available on larger aircraft), the pilots provided safety information, kept us informed, and answered all questions. They also helped with our baggage (another advantage is that we could travel a bit “heavier” than had we taken an airline) and generally made sure we were treated well. It’s worth noting that these pilots are also responsible for all aspects of the aircraft, including tidying up and making sure the snacks and beverages are on board.

I also need to mention the line crews. These are the folks that work at an FBO and provide the
fuel and other services for the aircraft on the ground. They also help with baggage and ground transportation, and create a seamless experience for us passenger types. The FBO also handled having our rental car there when we arrived, and handled it’s return, making that easy as well.

There’s a lot written out there about tips for these kinds of operations. Y’all can use Google as well as I can, so I’ll just add that, to me, when to tip is a matter of personal service. If someone is going to directly look after me, tote my “stuff”, and personally see to it that I’m happy, that deserves some consideration.

All that said, I am unlikely to be a repeat charter customer, just because this is a bit “out of my league”. But in this case, this was the right choice: my Dad got his trip safely and expeditiously, and it all worked out splendidly.

It was a great trip, even if the reason for the trip wasn’t. The final bill came in a little under the quoted price, but having my Dad there for the family was priceless.

Should some similar circumstance come up again, I’ll re-do the decision making process, and, again, give due consideration to all available options. In the meantime, sigh, back to mowing my grass and doing my grocery shopping.

Radish!

Every year we try to grow vegetables on the back porch. We start with radishes, because they grow well in the cooler spring (and fall) weather, and shrug off any frosts (one year I picked the last radish in January, after a December ice storm).

However, we have not ever had a radish this big:

And yes, it was quite edible, and even good:

William A. Prall, 1943 – 2013

Back in December, my Brother-in-law, Bill Prall, was diagnosed with a nasty form of cancer. On July 4, 2013, he passed away.

Bill is/was a well-known figure around Brodheadsville, PA. Husband, father, businessman, showman, Army National Guard medic, musician, actor, so many things he did.

This was presented at the viewing:

God saw he was getting tired
And a cure was not to be.
So He put His arms around him
And Whispered, “Come with Me.”

With tearful eyes we watched him suffer
And saw him fade away.
Although we loved him dearly,
We could not make him stay.

A golden heart stopped beating,
Hard working hands to Rest.
God broke our hearts to prove to us
He only takes the best.

His Wife, my Sister, did an amazing job caring for Bill through his illness, dealing with countless issues and seeing everything through to completion. Her care, devotion, and fortitude is an inspiration to us all. I hope she can get back to her gardens.

He is, as they say, survived by his Wife and two Daughters.

More lake monsters

I was quietly going up one of the little feeder creeks, one of those that you wouldn’t even know are there, much less get into, with a power boat, shooting video (stay tuned for my next “favorite places” video). Ahead on the left I saw something, or somethings, moving around in the water, and my first thought was beavers, since they’re active in that area, as well as all around the lake.

Usually, when I see a beaver, they’re crossing the water, and when they notice me they slap the water and disappear, as in this earlier video of mine:


These creatures didn’t do that. While they kept their distance and moved off, they seemed to actually be as curious about me as I am about them.


Sure looked like Otters to me.

Jake Calvert Ride results

Last weekend’s Jake Calvert Benefit ride was a success, judging by the turnout. I don’t have any numbers, but it looked like at least as good a crowd as last year.

The weather cooperated nicely, especially considering the soggy pattern we’ve been in, and the roads were all they were touted to be (I ride most of these roads regularly, so I had no reason to be surprised). If you didn’t come, you missed a great ride!

One thing I wrestle with is the idea of driving somewhere to ride my bike. This ride was close enough to home (not quite 20km, or about 12 miles) that I decided to “ride to the ride”. I thought that doing the 80-km/50-mile ride, plus 20 km back and forth, would be a stretch, but it would be doable. Turns out that on latter part of the 2nd loop I was getting pre-cramp indications, and decided to remain on the “home” side of the Saluda river. Still made a 102 km (63 mile) ride out of it, which is my longest of the season.

A good time was had by all, and I’m sure we raised a chunk of money for Jake:

Creature Feature 2013 #5

These guys (Cliff Swallows, I think) will land just about anywhere. They have a lot of nests under the Wilsontown Bridge.

Gear down, landing in the fog:

Everyone loves a parade … or, stuck in traffic:

The usual Great Blue Heron in flight:

Coming in from the lake, I decided to try going a little “macro” in the back yard. I really have no idea what these plants are, but maybe they look neat.


And, to finish off the day, almost a double rainbow (I know rainbows aren’t “creatures”, but, what the heck…). You can just about make out the track of a second rainbow above the obvious one.

Creature Feature 2013 #4

It’s been real busy out there on the lake lately, so there’s a lot to report. As usual, you can click on the pictures below to get to the full-res versions.

First up, the Osprey are having some breeding success: little one in the nest 🙂 (not a real good picture, but something worth reporting).

A Snowy Egret shakin’ out:

One of our Turkey Vultures on patrol, looking for something to clean up:

This Hawk was being quite vocal, so I just had to start shooting [pictures].

OOO! A Dragon! …. fly, who was content to pose for me for a while. I’ll update this if I can get a positive id on exactly what type of Dragonfly this is. Update: I got a response from Rudy Mancke (noted naturalist and the one celebrity I’d actually like to meet). The dragonfly is a Blue Dasher, a common dragonfly throughout the US.


The recent rains have given us an extra foot or so of water in the lake, making it possible for me to get into more nooks, crannies, and up the creeks (but I still had my paddle). Here’s a couple of places one usually can’t get to. You can’t see them in these pictures, but I could tell there were lots of creatures around these places.

Along the way I took some video, which will end up in the sequel to “Some Of My Favorite Places on Lake Rabon”. Stay tuned.