Deployment completed

Yesterday Vicki and I were finally able to take an ERV out.  We were feeding on Long Beach Island, a barrier island off the mainland.  It had minimal wind damage but the storm surge flooded all of the homes.  The front yards of all of the houses were full of debris, sofas,beds, carpet, drywall, etc.   We fed over 200 just with our ERV. 

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Today we drive to headquarters and check out then it is on the road to home.  We plan to make a leisurely drive and stop in Louisville to see Brigid and David.  Trying to mentally break away is interesting we are so wrapped up in the planning.  We were getting the ERVs loaded and pointed to the right areas, it was like herding cats.

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We got as much satisfaction from this as  the people we fed.  Another adventure!

Nov. 10, our first day off!

Sorry for the long gap here, our creative juices have been consumed by the jobs that we have been doing, but we were told to take a day off (a Red Cross requirement for volunteers after being deployed a week) so we did.
We are now serving 6000 meals a day from our kitchen, all of which we send out on the 15 ERVS we have assigned to us. We have about 38 ERV drivers, there needs to be two drivers on each vehicle, and the assignments change every day as new drivers arrive or have days off or leave to go home.  Then the destination of each truck needs to be determined, and the number of meals loaded on each one, determined by information that gets phoned into us each day, or based on the number of meals served the day before in our “find and feed” efforts. This is my job, for two feedings a day, starting at 8 am and ending around seven. I rarely sit down, or know what I am really doing! After the second day we got here I was promoted to ERV Coordinator.
JC is still the Yard Dog, which makes my job much easier.  He ccoordinates with the kitchen preparing the meals, sees that the ERVS move through the area in an orderly fashion, are loaded with the correct number of meals, serving utensils, clam shells, snacks, water, “meals ready to eat”, and crew, including a third member on the ERV to assist with serving. This may be another Red Cross volunteer, or occasionally a member of the Baptist Kitchen staff. He also organizes the truckloads of supplies that come in every day, supervises the steamcleaning of the 60 cambros, or hot food containers that get sent out twice a day, and occasionally gets to drive a forklift. His most valuable skill is to yell over the noise of the many generators and diesel engines which surround us.
We have been told that our kitchen operation is the smoothest running of the six in New Jersey! Scary!

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this is how I organize the ERVS

We have set up three tents with power and some heat so we are no longer always out in the cold. Helpful when the snow arrived.

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we eventually got about three inches

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JC operating the forklift in the snow

On the snowiest of days, we joined the rest of the kitchen staff in Atlantic City at a hotel, but the drive down was about 50 miles and this is what it looked like

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Out of the windshield, so we have stayed in the CASITA  since then. Today we have moved to Cedar Creek Campground  about 6 miles from the kitchen, and now have power and water. Our generator can take a break.

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JC wearing a reindeer hat to cheer up the troops.

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My office

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more supplies. We all pitch in to unload.

Nov. 10, our first day off!

Sorry for the long gap here, our creative juices have been consumed by the jobs that we have been doing, but we were told to take a day off (a Red Cross requirement for volunteers after being deployed a week) so we did.
We are now serving 6000 meals a day from our kitchen, all of which we send out on the 15 ERVS we have assigned to us. We have about 38 ERV drivers, there needs to be two drivers on each vehicle, and the assignments change every day as new drivers arrive or have days off or leave to go home.  Then the destination of each truck needs to be determined, and the number of meals loaded on each one, determined by information that gets phoned into us each day, or based on the number of meals served the day before in our “find and feed” efforts. This is my job, for two feedings a day, starting at 8 am and ending around seven. I rarely sit down, or know what I am really doing! After the second day we got here I was promoted to ERV Coordinator.
JC is still the Yard Dog, which makes my job much easier.  He ccoordinates with the kitchen preparing the meals, sees that the ERVS move through the area in an orderly fashion, are loaded with the correct number of meals, serving utensils, clam shells, snacks, water, “meals ready to eat”, and crew, including a third member on the ERV to assist with serving. This may be another Red Cross volunteer, or occasionally a member of the Baptist Kitchen staff. He also organizes the truckloads of supplies that come in every day, supervises the steamcleaning of the 60 cambros, or hot food containers that get sent out twice a day, and occasionally gets to drive a forklift. His most valuable skill is to yell over the noise of the many generators and diesel engines which surround us.
We have been told that our kitchen operation is the smoothest running of the six in New Jersey! Scary!

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this is how I organize the ERVS

We have set up three tents with power and some heat so we are no longer always out in the cold. Helpful when the snow arrived.

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we eventually got about three inches

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JC operating the forklift in the snow

On the snowiest of days, we joined the rest of the kitchen staff in Atlantic City at a hotel, but the drive down was about 50 miles and this is what it looked like

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Out of the windshield, so we have stayed in the CASITA  since then. Today we have moved to Cedar Creek Campground  about 6 miles from the kitchen, and now have power and water. Our generator can take a break.

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JC wearing a reindeer hat to cheer up the troops.

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My office

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more supplies. We all pitch in to unload.

Nov. 4, day one on the job.

We are in Waretown, N.J., helping to get a food distribution station organized. There is a mobile kitchen here, organized and staffed by the Southern Baptists. Our job is to organize the distribution of the meals. JC is the “YARD DOG” and I am assisting the kitchen manager and the ERV coordinator. We have sent out 1200 meals today and hope to double that tomorrow. The operation is still getting it’s act together and we lack shelter and chairs, but we have a comfortable haven at the end of the day in Caseatahawk! Our crew is in an Econolodge.

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Our kitchen is located at a fire and ems training facility in Ocean County, New Jersey

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some of our ERV drivers.

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the kitchen from our camp site

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our lovely campsite

Nov. 3, North Brunswick, N.J.

We arrived at our revived destination at about 12:30 today. As we were driving to the DRO, or Disaster Relief Operations, we came through areas which were without power and had long lines at the gas stations, but didn’t appear to have suffered any other damage.  We are near the campus of Rutgers University in North Brunswick, and there are some sizable trees down but the power is on (most of the time).
This is the headquarters for setting up mobile kitchens, assigning ERVs coming in from all over the US, doing disaster assessment which will determine where the ERVs take the meals and cleaning supplies and comfort kits, and dealing with the hundreds of volunteers in from far and wide. Since we did not arrive with our own ERV, we are not yet sure what we will be doing.  They are expecting as many as 2,000 volunteers, so it is an organizational nightmare! Hope we will not be drafted into the “management” strata. Being one of the worker bees is so much more fun!
Stay tuned.

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snow plow piles in the Walmart parking lot in Somerset, PA

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ERVs gathering for inspection before they can be deployed

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organization

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disaster assessment

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tree down near where our Casita is parked

On the way to New Jersey

We have been deployed by the Red Cross to assist with the recovery from hurricane Sandy.  We are members of Doves (Disaster Operations Volunteer Escapees), an organization of RVers with a memorandum of understanding with the Red Cross, which allows us to travel to disaster areas in our rvs, freeing up shelter facilities for other volunteers while giving us a “home” to stay in! As volunteers we will be doing mobile feeding and bulk delivery of cleaning supplies while driving the red and white Red Cross relief trucks to affected areas, unless we are asked to do something else! We volunteers are nothing if not flexible.  Until we get signed in tomorrow we really won’t know where we will be assigned, or what we will be doing.
Stay tuned.

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Sunrise east of St. Louis on I 70, heading for New Jersey

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September 18, Zion Canyon then homeward bound.

Boy are we ending this trip on a high note! We have spent the last two days (three nights) exploring Zion National Park and putting some miles on our hiking boots. If we had walked as much the rest of the trip as we have in the last two days, we would be coming home in much better shape!
The scenery in Zion Canyon defies our photography skills, but I’ll show you what we came up with.

And these are from our hike to the Narrows. A mile back to the narrows of the Virgin River, which did all the carving if this magnificent canyon, and then at least another mile upstream, mostly walking in the river because the cliffs went straight up on either side!

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gnome in the wall

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we weren't alone for part of the way

Now we are camped at a quiet little park outside of Gallup, New Mexico, having left Zion this morning. We have exceeded our wildest expectations for this trip, including losing and finding our traveling companion, Tracy, who continues to improve everyday. Son John cautions us to watch our speed now that we are headed for the barn, and he is right. Get home itis has truly set in. Texas, here we come!

September 14, Owl Canyon, Bureau of Land Management Campground

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Here is where we are camped tonight. not another soul around. Temperature was 95 degrees when we arrived!

We have spent the last three days in Big Sur with cousins Peter and Peggy at their property on the coast. Some contrast! Take a look.

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JC and Pete chatting on the point

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the other direction

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foggy day

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whalebone bench

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eucalyptus fence

Peter and Peggy have lived here since the seventies and have planted most of the big trees themselves. They host weddings, anniversaries and memorial services on their beautiful property. It was a pleasure to spend some time here with them.
We left this morning and drove south out of Big Sur, running along Highway One, reluctant to leave the Pacific Ocean which has been a big part of this trip!

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elephant seals along the beach

Now we are in the Mojave Desert, about ten miles outside of Barstow CA, heading for Zion Nation Park in Utah. What a contrast!

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our view looking South

Sabastapol, Sept 10

The last few days have been involved.  We drove 300 miles back up the Oregon coast spending a night in a walmart to recover Tracy the next day.  Tracy may have been hit by a car and had a dislocated hip, the vet fixed it and put her in a splint.  We went south through central Washington and Oregon camping in back woods trying to deal with an injured dog.

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hurt puppy

We have been somewhat subdued but we have seen some interesting scenery.

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Mt Shasta

We saw Mt Hood, Adams, Ranier,  St Helen’s (including the blowout area) which is unusual because rarely is there such good visibility.  The downside is the extreme drought so we saw forest fire and burned areas.

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California hills


We are at Sabastapol and have seen the vet and Tracys hip is doing well we just have keep her contained and allow it to heal. Pick and Wendy, Vicki’s cousins, are allowing us to refresh at their house, nice visit.

Sept. 5, Federal Way Miracle

Our Tracy has been found!

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reunion at the vet's

After hearing nothing, we finally headed south and got to the middle of the Oregon coast where we got a call from Federal Way animal control saying that she had been turned in and was injured. Turns out she has a displaced hip and some abrasions, but after being manipulated, splinted and confined to a very small crate for a week she might be just fine! Thank goodness for her chip, that is how they got us back together! Five really bad days for us and for her.
Meanwhile we consoled ourselves with some fabulous scenery!

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Oregon overlook

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Octopus Tree, Sitka Spruce gone crazy!

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a beach without a dog is not nearly as much fun

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but the sun will come out tomorrow

We are heading south to California from here to visit cousins in Sebastopol. I am sure we will encounter some noteworthy things along the way.