Wednesday, June 19, 2013

2013-18 A Bonus Report

2013-18

FAIRFIELD IOWA

one of the best Victorian homes in Fairfield




A Bonus Report

Fairfield Iowa


A Bonus Report


My friend Lavon has given me some great tours around this area of Iowa and on my last day in the Fairfield area she gave me a tour just of the local town and surrounding area.  What an insight into this unique small town in Iowa.  


The original town has a wonderful layout with a square park in the center of town, shops lining all four sides.  A large civic center and historical courthouse are one block behind the main square.  Many ethnic restaurants have popped up around the center of town including a coffee shop that always has folks coming and going or sitting outside at little cafe tables.  

Great shops around the square park



Our tour began at the Maharishi Business University where I had already driven too to get some pictures of the two large domes where they do their transcendental meditation.  Lavon tells  me that even in meditation there is some competition as one group of Higher elevated meditators put down the more common meditators.  perhaps the ones that are paid to meditate.  The transcendental meditators are known for being able to float in the air.  the locals call it “butt jumping”.  Had to laugh out loud at that one.

One of the two meditation domes at the university



The college was once an expensive private college that went bankrupt and the Maharishi bought it and transformed it into his University.  We toured the civic center that has a display of a wonderful set of church windows and pictures of the historical church that the Maharishi had torn down after he purchased the property.  The locals were not happy.




As we drove around the university campus and surrounding area, we could see the many large homes of the “meditators” as the locals call them.  Each one of their homes has the typical onion dome centered on the top of a roof or cupola.  You see many of these large home or mansions really have a center atrium going up through the center of the home which is used for mediating.  Even many of the more moderate sized houses all have the onion dome and cupola as a feature on their modest homes.  




Out past the town, in the surrounding farmland, I was take down a gravel road where in the middle of all the corn and soybean fields were row after row of white and light tan colored double wide and single wide trailers strung together.  Essentially these are dormitories for over 600 men who’ve been brought here from India to meditate.  They have no other job than to live in this compound and meditate.  The property is guarded with a fence surrounding it and no visitors are allowed.  From the outside a few of the men walk in pairs around the compound all dressed in white.  It looks quite clean and neat and orderly, though word from folks who have had to work on plumbing and stuff inside the compound say it is quite a mess inside the barracks type buildings.



600 Indian men imported for meditation



One can see the gradual expansion those in this religious community have made on the surrounding area.  Not sure they have integrated all that well.  The locals did like that the “meditators” were able to get the constant train traffic running through town to stop blowing their horns day and night in the city limits.  Only flashing lights and a rail crossing guard now keep folks off the tracks.  


Over at the University, there’s a tower called “The Maharishi Tower of Invincibility”.  The legend on the side of the tower indicates that they plan on building one in each country as a way to “crown each country with the invincibility on the ground of the discovery of the Unified Field - the field of Total Natural Law”.  So there you are.  The Transcendental Meditators are here promoting peace, meditating for peace, even paying meditators to meditate on peace all surrounded by fields of corn in the heartland of America.  




Whole subdivisions are now cropping up specifically designed for these folks.  In addition, those who have embraced a greener lifestyle have also migrated to the area.  One community, the Abundance Village, a mix of contemporary style homes that are completely off the grid.  Powering their homes with passive solar power, solar panels, a few wind turbines etc.  Over the years many from California arrived to join the meditators, eventually become disillusioned with parts or all the the movement but not wanting to move back to California.  Eventually adding a hipper type community that has integrated into this dynamic community.  Building many new businesses along the way.


I’m sure there is much more to understand, experience and explore in the Fairfield area and am glad I had such a good guide to show and tell me all about it.  You never know what you’ll find when traveling down the road and that’s why I enjoy RV travel so much.


till my next report,   

Copper Dome House intown



Saturday, June 15, 2013

2013-17 Fairfield Iowa

2013-17


Hannibal Missouri to Fairfield Iowa



Campground:  Jefferson County Campground, Fairfield Iowa.  $15 water & 50 amp elect.  Nice grassy and treed sites with gravel pads.  Many nature trails and bike paths to explore.   This is inside of a nature conservancy area.  Lots of great hiking  and biking paths.


MISSOURI

A few off beat notes before leaving Missouri.  While wandering around  old historical Hannibal, I stopped in one shop that had lots of old toys and small knick knacks and a few dusty flea market items for sale.  The lady proprietor after talking a bit said she is 87 years old.  And you could believe her when she said she wasn’t in it for the money.  Can’t image she made more than a couple dollars a day keeping the place open.  But it has kept her going and having a purpose each day upon waking up in the morning.

Turtles are everywhere.  I see them crawling across the back roads all the time.  Haven’t seen too many squished ones, so I would imagine like myself, others also slow down and drive around them.   The other day I saw a huge old turtle crossing one of the country roads.  He looked ancient so I guess he’d made it across many a roadway in his time.

The fishing is really bad here at Mark Twain Lake.  The lake is so swollen with all the heavy rains lately that it’s a muddy brown.

I’ve seen a number of deer prancing and leaping as they have a mind to do, then taking a good look at my truck before high tailing it back into the woods.

There are numerous commercial campgrounds around the Mark Twain Lake area for folks looking for longer stay campgrounds.  I noticed quite a few along J road.

Perry Missouri
In Perry Missouri, a small town of about 680 folks, one of the shop owners got to chatting with me.  The discussion quickly moved on from the fun he is now having talking to the public as they come in to buy trinkets and do-dads to talk of his former job.  He’s retired from that previous job in an emergency vehicle towing company.  You know they get contracts to work various sections of highways and roads and are required to go out on all calls.  Not just for those of us who call when we get a flat tire or the radiator overheats.  He described some of the scenes from those accidents we’ve all seen on the highways and described the process he had to go through to get over the trauma of seeing those accidents.  He’s been retired now a number of years, but they are still very vivid in his mind.  He described how his son is now doing the same work and how he vents at family gatherings, releasing those memories through humor and perhaps crass talk about the accidents.  Not holding it in or he would probably explode.  The sympathy, kind words spoken to the grieving relatives that encompasses so much more than just picking up a wrecked vehicle as it affects the workers as well as those concerned parents, family and friends. So the next time you put in a service call for road assistance you might ponder that you’re breakdown though stressful to you at the time is the nicest job that worker will have for the day.

Distance Traveled:  161 miles

IOWA


Deb (daughter) and LaVon
Moving on I’ve headed out on my trek to Iowa for visits with a few friends.  The first person I’m visiting with is LaVon H.  She lives in Fairfield Iowa which is an epa center for  religious groups like the University that teaches Maharishi transcendental meditation and all.  They even have wealthy donors who have contributed  ten million dollars to pay the locals to come to their temple and meditate for peace for 8 hours a day.  Apparently the wealthy donors have finally realized it’s not much affect on world peace and have recently discontinued the funding.

And this quirky town with tons of diversity is surrounded by prairie farms growing soy beans, corn, cattle and hogs.  Along with an Amish and Mennonite communities that’s a large part of the community as well.  It’s even got it’s own “Silicorn” Valley as there are many upstart businesses in the area.  Not bad for a small community in the heart of America.

 LaVon and I are going to be exploring some really unusual sites and folks from the area.  As chance would have it, I did a Google search for her address so I could visually see her place and how close it is to the campground I’m staying at.  Using Google’s earth maps I noticed an unusual pattern in one corner of the screen view.  As I zoomed in, I noticed it contained multiple patterns of triangles within triangles  surrounded by two circles on a large scale within a square.  These images were formed by planting trees to create the pattern.  LaVon and I drove out to the road that boarders the site.  It’s only about a quarter of a mile from the campground I’m staying at.  LaVon had no idea this thing was in her immediate vicinity. The mystery continues as we drove down the single lane gravel road that dead ends the giant patterns are off to one side of the road that‘s undeveloped.  We noticed about a dozen or so expensive homes that have recently been built on the opposite side of the road .  The large square mansion that’s in the pictures with a white picket fence around it was probable built around 5 years ago, the other homes more recently.  LaVon calls it a meditation house because it has a square cupola in the center of the house that’s about two and a half stories high where they meditate in.  

The mystery design, next to the campground I'm staying at.

bridge closed, Ekk!
The next day we drove down to the Millard Turtle Farm.  Now how many of you can say you’ve visited a turtle farm in the past.  LaVon came by early as we weren’t exactly keen on the direction and my GPS gave differing instructions than what she had written down.  But with an early start we drove through some wonderful rolling farm country and were able to stop and get some awesome pictures of old barns  and houses along the way.  Myrtle the GPS lady told us one way to go along the river, LaVon was sure we should be on the other side of the river.  Well when we got to the turn-off point, minutes away from the Turtle Farm, the bridge was out, we were on the wrong side of the river.  LaVon was right.  Had to backtrack and go down an unknown road but finally made it just in time to join the tour.




Turtle Farm tour 


And the turtle farmer is also an accomplished taxidermist 





The owner started out with his father and has made the turtle breeding business into a world corporation of sorts as he sells 99% of the baby turtles to China and owns a farm there as well.  His stories of breeding the 750,000 eggs to hatchlings each year, his adventures in China, and living off the land filled the time we had with great stories.  He’s also a master taxidermist, does wood carvings, hunts gators in the off season and has built his large home himself.  Getting only a few hours of sleep each night, he has more energy than I’ll ever have.  Oh and at $10 per baby turtle you can figure out how much he’s worth each year.  We were able to see the turtle ponds at one of the 7 turtle farms, see how they harvested the eggs and where they are incubated.  When they’re ready to ship, they get flown of course to China, in strawberry containers, 10 to a package.  Even had a taste of a turtle gumbo and it was really good.  Who would have thought one could become a multi-millionaire raising baby turtles.



Our next adventure brought us to a round barn and then onto Eldon Iowa where the American Gothic House is.  It’s where Grant Wood got his inspiration to create the iconic painting “American Gothic”.  Grant Wood is Iowa’s best known painter.  American Gothic was exhibited in Chicago and won a $300 prize.  It was then purchased for $300 by the Chicago Art Museum where it remains to this day and is now worth approx. 500 million dollars.  Great little museum in a small Iowa town, so small that the only restaurant was in a tavern.  Good food and cool beer.

How's this for an American Gothic Painting
Another day my tour of the south eastern side of Iowa continued.  A visit to a Thresher Museum with these huge steam driven machines first used on farms before the tractor was invented.  The museum also contains a couple of fullly operational steam powered electric generators.  What an impressive display of steam powered machinery.


Then it was onto The Johnny Clock Museum.   The museum housed in a large room off of the main house they live in, down a country gravel road.  Wow, you wouldn't believe the detailed carvings of each clock created.  Essentially each clock is tells a story of the creators family and life growing up in Iowa.  Each clock contains many types of wood which the owners wife could describe, one after the other, with great family stories and a hearty laugh to go with each tale she told.  Including the time that her husband was a hobo before marrying her.  Bus tours often stop by places like this and the turtle farm on “mystery” tours, where the tourists have no idea where they are being taken next.  He has never sold one of these creations, even when offered supposedly over a million dollars for one by a Saudi Prince.

each clock is like a photo album of memories for the owner



We found another round barn that was once used in selling hogs.  The upper two floors were hotel rooms and the basement had a restaurant in it.  It’s an historic building and is now for sale.





We traveled to small towns like Birmingham, Kilbourn, Keosaqua, Bentonsport and Bonaparte.  Stopping in Milton Creamery that specializes in making curd.  I purchased a few of their cheeses and then it was onto Cantril Iowa to the Dutchman’s Store a great Amish general store selling everything from jeans to work boots and rows and rows of fabric to a full grocery store selling lots of bulk items and all of it very fresh.

A special stop was made at a small museum created by Tony Sanders called The Indian Artifact Museum.  He’s an awesome wood worker and has created the most beautiful designs with inlaid wood on the walls, ceilings and display cases.  Those display cases contain the hundreds if not thousands of arrowheads, spear points, grinding stones and other Indian artifacts that he’s found locally since he was around 14 years old.  All of his designs are in his head and he only draws a vertical and horizontal line to center his next wood inlay design and the rest is done free hand.  Tony described the age of each of the Indian artifacts categorized by the thousands of years in age of each grouping.  When the Native Indians went from spear hunting to bow and arrow. He even knew what each type of arrow head was used for as well as the period it was used in.  Tony grows all his own food and leads a simple existence.

the center piece is called a snake fetish and is extremely rare





It was a full day of exploring all those small country towns that sit between miles and miles of Iowa farm lands.  Everything is green and the fields and sprouting with all the new growth plantings.  LaVon has been a great tour guide, willing to stop at a moments notice so I can take my barn pictures or anything that hits my fancy.

All of these adventures were within a 25 mile radius in the southeastern corner of Iowa.  Imagine what the rest of the state has to offer.

Many more photo's of barns and stuff on PICASA.  (one of the albums is large because I didn't have time to sort them all out before posting on Picasa)

Thursday, June 6, 2013

2013-16 Farmington Missouri to Hannibal Missouri

2013-16

Doug & Dorothy taken by Kim





Campground:  St Joes.  See previous blog.


Campground:  Ray Behrens campground:  At Mark Twain Lake.  An Army Corp campground.  Senior discount rate:  $9 electric site.  About 30 minutes from Hannibal MO and the Mississippi River.



Well I’ve done quite a bit of traveling, more than I’m used to, after driving across a few states to pick up the new camper and then being chased across Oklahoma and into Missouri trying to avoid tornadoes and bad weather overall.

Megan and her 1st win



But as life brings us on different paths we don’t always expect, I landed on the eastern side of Missouri just in time to visit with my niece Kim, her family and my sister Dorothy.  Now that’s what I call perfect timing.   We all met up at Kim and Aaron’s new lakefront cottage.  Megan and Camy, the two young girls, are a bundle of energy and we’ve been having fun playing board games and dominoes.  Megan, almost 10 years old, played her first game of Scrabble on her own and won.  Then Uncle Dougie showed everyone how to play Mexican train (dominoes).  A fun game for the whole family, especially after I remembered all the rules.

Sister, Dorothy

Sweet Camy

Kim

Zara

Aaron
The cottage has a bit of work to be done on it, as it is an older home.  Aaron spends time on each trip fixing things and along with Kim have been removing old wallpaper and painting many of the rooms.  


Aaron’s grilling and smoking skills have been enjoyed all weekend.  The girls have enjoyed some of Uncle Dougie’s travel stories. Amazing the tails I can come up with, just picking a state to talk about.  


Everyone came over to the Open Range “Roamer” camper for a visit and of course everyone was impressed by the new camper.  it’s well built and with the extra stabilizer bars and auto leveling features, it remained rock solid during the tour of the camper and a couple of kids bouncing around.  I think Aaron and Kim would have been happy it Dorothy and I had taken the kids back to the lake cottage and just left them in the camper, relaxing in the lounge chairs.  Maybe next time Kim.


 


We even had a conversation about our newly discovered relatives in Sweden and Finland.  I’ve been corresponding with Maj-Brit from Portom Finland and my sister Dorothy has been corresponding with Ros Mari from Sweden. We are all close in age and Maj-Brit has invited us to come to Finland for a visit.  Dorothy’s daughter Kim thinks it’s a wonderful idea.  So who knows, we may one day travel back to our homeland for a visit.  One of my cousins did quite a good genealogy on the Palosaari side of the family and through letters that Isaac Anderson wrote home we have now connected some 50+ years later to the Anderson family line due to the efforts of Ros Mari.  Can you imagine three born in the U.S.A relatives trying to communicate with only an English speaking background talking to our Swedish and Finnish speaking counterparts. It could be quite a comedy of hand signs and gestures.    


An evening boat ride around the lake as the sun slowly sets over the heavily wooded hills, passing by fishermen standing on docks casting out lines.  traveling close to shore looking at all the other homes and boat docks around the lake.  There are I believe 17 lakes in all.  Most are created by building earthen dams that have created each lake in a many tiered effect among the many hills and valleys in the area.

 


My last day with family included the game of life.  Who knew it was so complicated and fraught with marriages, having babies, jobs and paying bills.  later Uncle Doug taught the girls how to draw palm trees.  After all I did live in Florida for 30+ years.  Megan drew her own and Camy helped color in Uncle Doug’s for him.  




One more day at St Joes State Park and then it’s off to Mark Twain Lake.  


Distance Traveled:  180 miles


Fortunately I asked a park ranger/officer about some secondary roads I was thinking of traveling on.  He recommend not taking hwy 47 as it’s a narrow road and tree hauling truckers use it.  So if you fellow travelers are on the eastern side of Missouri, avoid hwy 47 when traveling with your camper.  I’ll be passing through St Louis’s west side then taking hwy 61 most of the way.


As expected, the route through the western loop around St Louis was heavy traffic, some construction and speeds of 15-30 mph.  Once I maneuvered the worst of it and exited onto hwy 61, it was a breeze.  RV-ers will enjoy the drive along 61.  Good scenery, a four lane divided highway with grassy medians between and very little traffic.  The route follows the mississippi, though you won't see it as the road is inland quite a bit.


I’m at one of the Army Corp campgrounds around Mark Twain Lake.  They have both full hookups and partial hookups.  All the small loops are heavily forested, the campsites along the straight aways are grassy sites with some trees.  Can’t see the lake from any of the campsites that I’ve seen so far.


Hannibal is about a 30 minute drive away and just down the street from where I’m staying there’s Mark Twain State Park with a most wonderful museum containing the home that Samuel Clemens (Mark Twain) was born in.  Since I’ve been in this area before, I am after all a seasoned camper you know,  I’ll be experiencing the area and meeting the people who live here rather than hitting all the tourist sites.

Mississippi flooding, gates closed on levi






Samuel Clemens, Mark Twain wondered these streets




I did go into the historic district one day though and enjoyed a walk around the town that inspired Mark Twain to write all those wonder books.  The gates were all closed on the levi system protecting the town.  The Mississippi River was just creeping up to the gates, covering the banks of the river to overflowing.  Two of the historical buildings downtown had their roofs blown off from the remains of the Moore OK Tornadoes of a week ago. I talked to one of the shop owners and he said his windows broken up front, the roof was blown off and landed in the back parking lot, they're doing construction on new sidewalks and roadway in front of his shop so all he can do is “keep on keepin on”.  


If you’re in the mood for a cup of coffee, there are many coffee shops downtown.  and lots of places to sit back and watch the tourists go by.  And of course all of the Mark Twain museums in the area to explore.

 


Well, I’ve got a few chores to take care of over the next couple of days so I’ll end this blog and wish everyone a great day exploring where ever you are.




more photo on PICASA