Riding Out the Storm

October 30th, 2012

Tuesday – October 30, 2012

Our power was still out. The wind had howled and growled all night long, shaking the house intermittently with strong gusts. It was still raining in the morning. My older son and his family who live 40 miles away had also lost power. They were making the best of it by pretending they were pioneers camping in the wilderness. I received an email from my younger son who lives in New York City near my 90 year old uncle and aunt. Chris said that a transformer had exploded on 14th Street and they were left in darkness without electricity also. Although the cell phone reception was poor, we could still communicate with everyone. It just required some patience.

I called Bob and Joan on my cell phone in the morning to see how they were doing. The water had risen to the second step in front of their house and encircled them at midnight. “But it wasn’t too bad,” Bob said. They still had electricity and were using a space-heater for warmth. I reminded him that water conducts electricity. He laughed and said, “Don’t worry. We’re not going anywhere!”

Bob & Joan’s Street

By mid-day, the wind had subsided and it was just raining lightly. It was more like a usual nor’easter. I was dying for a cup of coffee so I suggested we go out to find an open restaurant for lunch. We drove north to Route 6 which is the main east/west road here. Several large trees had up-rooted and leaned on the wires. Broken limbs of trees were scattered everywhere. The top of a utility pole still attached to its wires, rested on the ground at the side of the road. None of the traffic lights were working. We carefully drove west toward the main shopping center and tried to look for businesses with power. Surprisingly, many of the stores had lights burning. I suggested stopping at Barnes & Noble Bookstore’s Starbucks coffee bar. Lots of other people had the same idea because there were about 30 people on line. I joined the line while Jeff browsed. The store was mobbed with people with computers trying to get storm information from the store’s internet/wifi access.

View From the Porch

Later we surveyed the area and found a few restaurants that were open for business. All of them had long lines of hungry families. Most of the entire region was without power. As the day progressed, the wind decreased and the rain subsided. All in all, we considered ourselves lucky. We didn’t have electricity, but we had a dry roof over our heads and everyone in our family was safe and secure.

(Note: Bob’s photos)

Sitting Out the Storm

October 29th, 2012

Monday – October 29, 2012

It was still calm in the morning, but everything was shut down. Hurricane Sandy was moving up the eastern coast and it was predicted to hit our area by the early afternoon. All the schools were closed. Mass transit had been shut down at 7:00 PM last night. There were no subways, commuter trains, or buses running. The streets were bare and everyone was hunkered down waiting for the huge 800 mile wide hurricane to pass over. Light rain started to fall about mid-day. Then the wind picked up. The wind whistled a variety of tunes most of the time with increasing growling gusts. It was a virtual orchestra of sounds outside for quite a long time.

By early evening, our lights began to flicker. I saw a large ball of flaming light through the trees on the main road. The lights flickered again and I heard an eerie crack and the power was off. I had already gathered candles and flashlights on the kitchen table, so I wasn’t worried. I had always lived in places where the power was flakey so I had an abundant supply of candles. We weren’t worried. The stove burns propane and still worked. The hot water heater also works without electricity. We ate a simple dinner by candle light. We thought, “Hey this hurricane’s not so bad. Hurry up and go away!”

Hurricane Sandy was a large slow-moving swirling mass of wind. It had taken her quite a while at 13 mph to travel north up the Atlantic coast. She made landfall near Cape May, New Jersey and gained speed as she continued westward. The wind and rain of the storm were still not severe.

Ultimately, we learned later, it was the tidal flow and storm surge of the ocean that caused the most devastating damage to the most people. Sandy happened to arrive at the same time as the natural occurrence of a full moon. Every old salt knows that the tides are their highest levels during full moons especially in the spring and fall. My brother and sister-in-law live in a flood zone near Long Island Sound which usually has six-foot tides. Sandy’s surge was predicted to increase the tidal flow to 11 feet about normal. I called Bob and Joan to see how they were doing.

The police had already been to their door to ask them to evacuate. They had refused. A man from the power company, Con Edison, had already turned off their gas. The next high tide was expected at about 12:00 midnight. They were hunkered down and waiting for the storm to pass.

Great Space for an Art Museum

October 25th, 2012

Thursday – October 25, 2012

Our goal today was to drive back to North Adams to visit the Massachusetts Museum of Contemporary Art – they call it Mass MoCA – then drive home.  It was a beautiful drive through rural New Hampshire from Peterborough to North Adams.  The weather was chilly and overcast, but it wasn’t raining so it was a pleasant ride through the New England countryside.

Current Exhibits at MASS MoCA

Mass MoCA is housed in a 150 year old former industrial site.  To read about the fascinating history of the buildings go to www.massmoca.org and click on About and then History.  After we passed so many abandoned mills, it was good to see one huge complex being repurposed.  The museum was formed in 1999 and was the beginning of a resurgence of tourists and employment in North Adams.

Contemplation?

There were several exhibits of contemporary art on display at this time.  The largest exhibit was a retrospective of Sol Lewitt’s paintings.  The huge spaces of the industrial buildings were perfect to showcase the artist’s works.  It was interesting to see the development of Lewitt’s paintings during his lifetime.

Sol LeWitt Looking Out

Exhibition Space

Invisible Cities

It was very interesting to experience the spaces inside the buildings.  One could only imagine what it must have been like when the buildings were full of machinery and working people.  According to the history of North Adams, the Sprague Electric Company was actively producing electronic components from 1942 until 1985.   Here is one example of a large manufacturing company closing and contributing to massive unemployment in one New England town in my lifetime.

Mixed Emotions, Tantrums & Grudges For Sale

Smaller business as well as Mass MoCA are currently using some of the commercial spaces in the buildings.  Other spaces have been converted to lofts for artists.  Hopefully, the trend will continue and there will be increased employment for people in the region.

Mariposa Means Butterfly

October 24th, 2012

Wednesday  – October 24, 2012

We left North Adams early and drove along scenic Route 2.  This is a narrow, twisty, windy, hilly, slow road with one genuine hair-pin turn.  Because it is the major east-west through-road across the mountains, there are large trucks traveling single-file with the cars.  With the common Deer Crossing signs, there were Bear Crossing and Moose Crossing signs.  I watched carefully, but had no luck with any unusual sightings.  There was a recent article in the NY Times Travel Section which described some attractions along this northern Massachusetts road.  Signs along Route 2 informed us that it also called The Mohawk Trail.  There were shops along the Trail selling Native American goods, but we didn’t stop to verify authenticity.

House and Teepee Along The Mohawk Trail

At 9:30 AM we arrived in Greenfield, Mass. and looked for someplace interesting to have breakfast.  We found Denny’s Pantry – Family Restaurant with large signs announcing they were not related to any chain restaurants.  The interior was set with mix ‘n’ match wooden Colonial chairs and tables.  The patrons and waitstaff were all local people catching up on town gossip and making plans to meet later.  Breakfast was simple, tasty, and plentiful.

Whitcomb Summit

Well fortified, we continued eastward along beautiful Route 2 which follows the bends in the XXX River.  The trees were glowing in shades of orange, reds, and yellows as we drove through the former mill towns of Northern Massachusetts.  Entering the small town of Erving, Mass., we drove over the French King Bridge which looks like it should have been in Paris.  The bridge reminds motorists of the former wealth of the region when this area was full of factories and mills.  Today the buildings are mostly abandoned or modestly repurposed and there are high unemployment rates among the residents.

Main Entrance of the Mariposa Museum

We drove as far as Nashua, New Hampshire and turned around to drive east along Route 101.  A young man in Nashua who learned we were tourists, recommended the Mariposa Museum in Peterborough, NH.  We had never heard of it, so thought it would be fun to go.  It was a Museum of World Cultures and Folk Tales and it was definitely worth visiting.  A lively presentation about people who had caused major changes in the world, was just ending and many people were milling around the small museum.  There was an excellent exhibit upstairs about the art and life of Woody Gutherie which was a part of their Change Exhibit.

African Figures

There was also a collection of musical instruments from around the world which visitors could play.  Around the rooms were large cases full of international dolls, puppets, and other artifacts representing hundreds of different world cultures. This was such a fun, interactive and friendly museum.  Highly recommended!

Masks in Peterborough, NH

It was getting late, so we drove to the next largest city of Keene, NH to look for a place to stay for the night.  The Courtyard was fully booked (!) but the young woman behind the desk recommended The Lane Hotel on Main Street.  This turned out to be a lovely boutique hotel in a remodeled commercial building in downtown Keene.  The room was very clean, huge and well decorated and included a free Continental breakfast and free wifi.  The location was ideal because we were on Main Street and could walk to everything in town.

Asian Figure at Mariposa Museum

Dinner was at the highly recommended Nicola Trattoria which had excellent food and service.  I would definitely return to Keene NH and stay at the Lane Hotel again.  We learned there are two colleges in town and that the few hotels book quickly, so next time we might make a reservation!  :-)

 

Quest for Colorful Leaves

October 23rd, 2012

Tuesday – October 23, 2012     51 degrees

We were on the road and heading north despite the increasing clouds and a forecast of rain for the nest two days.  Our goal was to experience the fall foliage of New England.  Many of the trees seemed to be a bit past their prime, but the hills were ablaze in bright orange.  We drove along the beautiful Taconic Parkway and arrived in Williamstown, Massachusettes close to 1:00PM.  It is a lovely little college town in the north western part of the state.  

Fall Foliage on the Parkway

Our initial goal was the Clark Museum which we found easily.  Unfortunately, the museum was undergoing major renovations and construction so most of the museum’s famous collection was not on display.  The works which were on display in a temporary exhibit were impressive: several Renoirs, Winslow Homers, John Singer Sargents.  We made note to return in 2014 when the reconstruction is planned to be completed.

Marble House of the Clark Museum

Closer to the center of town is The Williams College Museum of Art.  On exhibit was an eclectic collection of American Art which included an exhibit of early works by Sol DeWitt.  We saw a charming painting by Mary Cassat and an original copy of the Declaration of Independence.  The museum has excellent exhibition spaces and is used by the college as part of their educational programs.  Afterwards we drove a few miles along Route 2 to the next town of North Adams.

Interior Stairwell of Williams College Museum of Art

We didn’t have reservations but found a clean comfortable room at the Holiday Inn near the center of town.  It was chilly, but we walked around North Adams in the evening to see the shops and galleries.  The town has attracted artists since the opening of the Massachusettes Museum of Contemporary Art several years ago and is experiencing a resurgence of popularity.

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