A bunch of birds is commonly called a flock. A group of geese is a gaggle and a group of larks is an exaltation, but if the birds are crows, they’re called a murder. Eagles, however, are called a convocation when they are together so this week there was a convocation of Eagles at Mormon Island State Park near Grand Island, NE and boy, did we have fun! Fourteen buses and their occupants came from California, Colorado, Kansas, Missouri, Nebraska, Nevada, Washington and Wisconsin, in addition to us, the transplanted South Dakotans. Some of these couples we hadn’t seen in a couple of years so we had a lot of catching up to do. Here’s just a few of the beauties.
Nebraska had lots of things to offer besides a beautiful park and lovely weather (we just missed the rain storm on Tuesday) and scenery. The guys went to Minden one day to Pioneer Village and had a great time looking at old cars and many antiques in their original state. Some of the women went to an arts and crafts fair and brought home some beautiful things. I went with another full timer couple Richard and Sherri Fosse from California to check out the Junk Jaunt in Cairo, NE. Actually, the Jaunt stretches over a couple hundred miles of highways and small towns and we saw only a very small part of it. Fosses are getting ready to move back into a house after 4 years on the road so they were picking up yard and patio pieces to take home with them. My biggest find was fresh tomatoes but they sure were good!
When we weren’t checking out each other’s buses, the most popular activities were eating and swapping stories. Both took place under the canopies.
On Friday evening we were invited out to our hosts’ home for after dinner snacks. Mel and Trish Legg have one of the cleanest bus barns in my experience! It was a gorgeous setting for his classic cars and motorcycles, too.
We left on Saturday but the others stayed on for a catered dinner that evening and started making their way down the road on Sunday morning. Most of us plus several others will be gathering in Branson mid-week this week for a full week of activities (shopping) and entertainment (shopping) and lots and lots of food.
Today we took Liberty back to her birthplace, the home of Debbie Bell near Dover, KS. Debbie and her husband Dick did all the long, long hours of conversion that took our bus from a seated passenger coach to the comfortable home it is today, right in their back yard. The Dickville Inn actually opens up so the bus could go inside. If you’ve ever seen the mural on the back of Liberty, it is patterned after this scene but with a few embellishments.
Debbie follows this blog to know where her baby is this week but she hadn’t actually seen Liberty since we drove out of her driveway in May of 2010. Her approval of the changes we’ve made means a lot of us! That’s Debbie on the back left in this picture along with her grandson Ryan and his dad, Chris. Mike’s wife is on the right but the rest of the family had gone in before we got around to pictures. It really felt good to be with them again and made me wish again that I had gotten to know Dick, who passed away before we bought the bus.
This afternoon LeRoy and I attended a family reunion for my mother’s side of the family. I’ll write about that soon.