The Familiar Face Finale

The Lowmans Visit their Final Preexisting Friend of the Trip

(July 13)

Dear Folks,

We are in Bismarck now.

Before we left Eau Claire, we took a photo of the sculpture near our hotel there.  It is a giant crustacean.  When we went walking the first night, we didn’t know what it was.

Today was our longest drive so far: 530 miles.  North Dakota does have some cities.  It also has LOTS of farmland with little villages with no services.  The last rest area in MN said that the next rest area would be 90 miles away in ND.  OK.  And it seemed too soon to get gas in Fargo.  But then we drove and drove and saw no signs of gas stations.  There was an indication that Buffalo, ND, had gas.  It is a small village, yet we managed to turn the wrong way.  We found ourselves on dirt roads in corn fields.  So we asked Google about gas.  She took us back out to route 94.  In 22 miles, we came to Valley City and a Love’s travel plaza.  We went to the bathroom there, as well, which was good.  The rest area we had intended to use had been torn down, but they never removed the signs.

The Home2 Suites in Bismarck is quite nice.  The odd thing is that the  bathroom door has been bolted open because someone had been locked inside.  😇

(July 14)

Today was our last day visiting friends as we drive west across the northern US.  Jill came over from MN and spent the day with us.  It was so wonderful to have a chance to visit and catch up.  

Our hotel in Bismarck, the Home2 Suites by Hilton, is really nice.  It has a sitting room, a kitchen, a separate bedroom.  So we did some visiting in our sitting room.  Then we went to the Shogun Japanese restaurant for lunch.  That was delightful.  We were the only ones in the room, so had some more great visiting.  Jill is our “writing coach,” and so we talked about how to tackle our book.  We had a nice chat with the waitress.  We are continually impressed by the acts of kindness by so many of the people we meet.

Then we got gasoline.  ND gas must have more ethanol or something.  Our mileage always goes down when we are here.  So we gave Miracle a treat: Premium grade!

We went back to the hotel and Jill got a tour of how decked out Miracle is.  And we parted.

We always hate to see our friends go.  But that’s probably a good thing.  It would be way worse if that made us happy.

We feel so loved and supported by all of you.  That makes us know that we can go BEYOND LIMITS!  🧑‍🎓

Tomorrow, it is on to MT.

Hugs and wags.

The Lowman Family

Kubb Your Enthusiasm

Reliving the 2022 Journey at the National Kubb Championship

(July 11)

Dear Folks,

We made it to Eau Claire, Wisconsin, today.  Fortunately, we forgot that to get here, we needed to drive through Chicago.  It was an experience.

We were very glad to make it to Wisconsin.  We stopped at a very nice rest area.  We got confused about where to park, so wound up in truck parking.  There was an accessible parking spot for a trucker.  That was very visionary.  Miracle liked hanging out with the big boys.

Our room here is very nice.  You can see the Girls checking it out.  

Onward to more adventures tomorrow!

(July 12)

Dear Folks,

What a great day we had today!

We started with Paula and her Dean, Lisa Jepsen , coming to the hotel so we could take the Girls for a run.  

Then we parted from Lisa, piled into Miracle, and went to a huge farmer’s market.  

After that, we went to the National Kubb Championship.

Following that, we went into downtown Eau Claire to see the annual outdoor sculpture exhibit.

We wrapped up with dinner at Cowboy Jack’s.  Who knew there were cowboys in Wisconsin?

It was wonderful to see Paula and we all had a great time.

Wags and hugs.

The Lowman Family

The Friendly Microtel

The Kindness of Strangers is On Full Display

(July 9)

Dear Folks, 

Here we are at the Microtel in Elkhart, IN.  It is a modest place, but very wheelchair friendly.  

Today we were in NY, OH, and IN.  

We stopped at a Service plaza in IN for a break.  We walked around outside, then went in to use the restroom.  We heard a  woman behind us calling, “Sir. Sir!”  She came around to the front of us.  We realized that she was taking to us.  From the back, she thought I was a guy.  She saw the dogs and probably thought I was blind and had gone in the wrong spot.  We asked if they had a family restroom.  She led us to it, but it was being cleaned.  That lady left her cleaning and let us use the bathroom.  She waited and helped us out, before resuming her cleaning 

We have stopped at three service areas so far.  At every one, someone has helped us.

(July 10)

What a lovely day we had today   Lucinda drove down to Elkhart from 

Michigan.  We had a wonderful visit.  She repaired  one of the straps on our bag, among other things.  We got takeout from the Olive Garden.  She got to sit on the dog couch with the Girls.  

The Microtel is in a great location for dogs.  There is a sidewalk running by it with lots of grass on either side.  As we noted, the room is a little tight and the outlets at baseboard level do not work well with wheelchairs.  But after our previous stop, it seems paradisial 

Hugs and wags.

The Lowman Family

West Bound and Down

A Rest Day in Worcester, Then Buffalo

(July 7) Today we had a great day visiting our good friend, Kristin Hartness, and her family. They live right outside Worcester.  

The Girls started out with some wrestling at the hotel.  Then we went to Kristin’s.  They have a fenced area and other dogs.  Everyone had a splendid time.  

Kristin’s father also wrapped some repair tape around our seatbelt anchor: the plastic coating had broken.

We plan to stop by Kristin’s again in the morning before heading to Buffalo.  It will be the last time the Girls can run off leash until we get home.

(July 8)

Dear Folks 

The good news is that we made it safely to Buffalo.  

We started the day out at Kristin’s.  The dogs played while we visited as Kristin was watering her plants.  It was such a nice visit and we left later than planned.

It is surprisingly hard to find hotels with

Wheelchair accessible rooms in the Buffalo area.  We thought that we had found one with the Candlewood Suites.  That was incorrect.  Their advertised room does not work for a wheelchair user.  You can’t get next to the toilet, use the shower, adjust the thermostat, the soap is in a dispenser that you cannot reach from a chair, etc.  

We had a bad omen when we came in to check in and the young lady desk clerk was up on a chair.  This probably sounds like a joke, but it is true.  She was up on the chair because there was a rat running around.  

We are glad that we are here for only one night 

Hugs and wags.

The Lowmans

Three Years in the Making

The Lowmans officially leave Maine for seven weeks

Crousville, ME – Worcester, MA (422 Miles)

Dear Folks 

These photos don’t look very exciting, but they are to us.  They indicate that we made it to the Homewood Suites in Worcester safely.  The Girls had definitely worked up an appetite.

Leaving Maine on the last day of a holiday weekend was probably not the smartest thing we have ever done.  The traffic was heavy, so the trip took several hours more than usual.  At one point, we saw a sign that said: Massachusetts–15 miles, 58 minutes.  We were very grateful to get here safely and get into a cool place.  It is HOT here.

As we’ve discussed in the past, we think that most people don’t realize that spaces marked “Van Accessible” have wider striping to accommodate ramps.  Two non-vans were parked in those spaces.  So we backed in–not our strong suit, but we did it.  

So–already adventures and only Day 1!

Thank you for your thoughts and good Karma.

The Lowman Family

A Day in the Life for Saint and Dusty

Hello, Everyone! Saint and Dusty here. Every day is a blessing for us and even though we have gone on a lot of adventures in our time, it’s the average ones that stick with us the most. Every day begins and ends in Mummy’s bed. On days we stay right at home, usually we hop on
the treadmill for a little walk (or jog) to keep our hearts healthy and our legs strong to stay in shape. Usually Mummy just works at her desk the whole time while we do this. If we have to go to campus, we then ride the lift downstairs and help Mummy get ready and then we load up in
Miracle and ride to UMPI.

Once we get to campus, most times we will stop by Mummy’s office and help her take off her coat and gloves when it’s cold. Then we make our way down the hall to the classroom and lie down on our bed at the front of the class. Sometimes we sense students looking and smiling at us, sometimes not. Sometimes we fight with each other over who gets the most space
on the bed, sometimes we don’t. A lot of classes involve a lot of Mummy speaking but also a lot of conversations between students and Mummy and students with one another. Each class seems very talkative. Although there are those few times a year when a movie is played and the room
gets very dark. Those are always the best days for sleeping.

After the classes are over for the day, we go back down the hall to Mummy’s office while she stays for a while working on her computer. Our bed in her office is right under her desk so we can be close to her. Sometimes guests will stop in and make things a little more interesting. Some nights Mummy is there very late working, reading her students’ work and giving them
feedback.

Once we get home, we do everything in reverse, going back up the lift and back into bed. Days turn into weeks, weeks into months, and months into years. We will finish this blog by saying something we’ve heard Mummy say in her classes before. You can have good days and bad days, but most of the time you just have days.

Our Story of Abuse

Hello everyone! Saint and Dusty here.

Today, we wanted to take a moment to reflect on something that happened this semester. While Mummy was with her students and her focus was on their work, we experienced abuse from a student we had thought was a friend. We are very good dogs and would never do anything to make a scene such as barking for Mummy’s attention while in a meeting. In fact, service dogs like us are trained not to bark and we take that training very seriously.

So, when a student came up to us and tied one of our gentle-lead-nosepieces to one of our vests, we became stuck together in an awkward position until the end of the meeting. We might have been stuck for a longer time if a couple of Mummy’s other students had not stayed behind and realized we needed help. Mummy was very upset that we had been treated that way because she knew we did not do anything to the person who tied us together.

We decided that we should share what happened to bring some awareness to the issue. As services dogs, we will not defend ourselves, so unfortunately this means people could get away with abusing us. It hurts knowing that people might abuse us because we love everyone so much. If it can happen to us, then it can happen to any service dog. Even though there is an ADA law that protects us, abuse can still happen. We feel grateful that Mummy was there and that the abuse did not escalate any further. Other service dogs may not be as lucky. So, Mummies and Daddies, please be aware of the company who is around your service dog or fur baby because we cannot tell you if they harm us.

Here is a picture of the newly broken plastic hook on our vest that the gentle lead was tied to.

Until next time. Take care. Be well. Hugs and wags.

Saint and Dusty

Mummy and My Adventures in Denver

Hello Everyone. Saint here! I’m sorry that I’ve been out of touch for a little while. Mummy and I have just been so busy with adventures. But I didn’t want you to worry, so I thought that I would catch you up a little on our time in Denver.

We went to Denver so that we could attend the GlobalMindED annual conference. The conference focuses on helping First Generation and At-Risk students. Mummy learned a lot and got very inspired. I learned, too. But, just between us, I also did take some naps during the presentations.

I was quite a hit at the conference. And you know what? There was another service dog there, too: he had a visually impaired mom. Mummy was the only one who had a beautiful wheelchair, though.

Mummy and I are not really city folks, but as far as cities go, we liked Denver. We made sure to drive into the city in the early afternoon to avoid rush hour. (Why do they call it “Rush Hour”? No one rushes then, that’s for sure.). We found the hotel pretty well, but finding the parking was a challenge. We got that, though.

The people at the Sheraton were so nice. We did find that our accessible room had some major issues, though. The bathroom did not work well for Mummy and most of the things in the room that she wanted to control—thermostat, draperies, clothes rod—were out of reach. There weren’t any automatic door openers on the outside doors, either. Mummy talked with the management to explain the issues. We hope that when they remodel the hotel in the fall that they will fix the problems.

While we were in Denver, Mummy called our next planned stop, the Super 8 in Casper, Wyoming. She was disappointed to learn that even though she had made the reservation for a wheelchair accessible room, gotten a confirmation and held it with a credit card, they had given our room to someone else. I could tell that Mummy was worried. She wondered where we would find a place to stay at such a late date. Wyoming isn’t a very populous state, so our options were limited. After a lot of calling around, Mummy found us a room at the Holiday Inn Express in Cheyenne.

We found a nice park—the Civic Center Park—a few blocks from the Sheraton. So Mummy and I would walk there every morning and evening. It had gardens, statues, fountains.

While we were in Denver, we had the chance to reconnect with some folks from Mummy’s past.

On Thursday evening, we visited with one of Mummy’s former students from the University of North Dakota, Michael Tanner. Mummy hadn’t seen Tanner in 12 years. He teaches kindergarten near where we were staying. It was wonderful for Mummy to have the chance to catch up with him. He and I got along great, too.

Michael Tanner, Saint and Mummy in the Lobby at the Sheraton in Denver--6.6.2019

Then on Saturday, before we left for Cheyenne, we had a chance to visit with Mark Yaeger, a friend from Maine. We became friends with Mark when we were first going to start hiking. We hadn’t seen Mark in a couple of years, so it was wonderful to fill in the blanks. And he even cleaned our windshield for us (we had every bug from Maine to Denver stuck on Miracle).

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We don’t have many more visits lined up. But maybe we’ll make some new friends. And I know that we’ll have lots more adventures to share.

I’ll try to blog again soon. Until next time, hugs and wags.

Saint

Some Adventures Getting to Denver

Hello, Everyone. Saint, here! Mummy and I have been having so many adventures. I will have to write for a very long time to document everything. But for now, we just wanted to share a few.

It’s such a privilege to be able to drive across the United States. You can’t really grasp what a big country this is if you fly. We’ve driven through some big cities—Chicago, Omaha. We’ve seen all kinds of farm and range land.

Mummy’s ancestors walked partway across the country to Utah. We learned that Iowa City, Iowa, was a prime location for the Mormons to get their pushcarts and continue their journey to Utah on foot. That was very moving.

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We also had a huge treat in Iowa City. One of Mummy’s former students, Jackie DeMolee, works in the registrar’s office at the University of Iowa. So we were able to stop and visit with her for a few hours. Mummy hadn’t seen her in more than a decade and I had never met her. But we took to each other right away. I can’t wait to see her again.

Saint Gives Jackie DeMolee a Kiss, Iowa City, Iowa--6.4.2019

When we got to Lincoln, NE, we learned that even though we had a reservation at the Red Roof Inn and had held it with a credit card, they had put someone else in our room. It was the end of a long, hot day and we really just wanted to rest. The lady at the desk was nice and called around and got us into another motel.

Mummy was a little nervous about driving into downtown Denver. The traffic is pretty different from northern Maine. But we made sure to get here before rush hour and really didn’t have much trouble. After we checked in, we found a nice park nearby so that I can walk and do my thing.

Saint and a Lion in Civic Center Park, Denver--6.6.2019

Mummy’s looking forward to learning lots at this conference. I figure that I will get a chance to catch up on my sleep. I try to pay attention, but all that talking makes me so sleepy.

I’ll try to write again soon to keep you all posted. In the meantime, hugs and wags.

Saint

Pumping Gas

Hello Everyone! Saint, here.

Tonight Mummy and I are in Morris, IL. That’s a little beyond Chicago.

Today we drove across Ohio and Indiana. It was beautiful farm country. There were lots and lots of trucks on the road and much road construction, so we pretty much just chugged along and didn’t get many photos.

In Indiana, we stopped at a rest area named for Ernie Pyle, a famous war correspondent during World War II who reported on the infantry and was killed during the battle of Okinawa.

Driving through the outskirts of Chicago was pretty exciting. I have never seen so much traffic. I don’t know if Mummy was nervous. I wasn’t nervous, though. I trust Mummy to get through anything.

One of the big achievements for us so far is that Mummy has been able to pump our own gas. Now, most people probably don’t really like to pump their gas, but for them it’s not a big deal. But for people in wheelchairs, it can be a very big deal. Gas pumps usually have a concrete curb around them to protect from being hit by a runaway car. These curbs used to be too wide for Mummy to get close enough to reach the pump. So when we travel, Mummy has always had to go into the gas station store and get someone from inside to pump for us. Most of the time people are pretty nice. Sometimes they are not. They seem to think that Mummy is annoying. And if there is only one person working in the store, we sometimes have to wait a long time.

So before we left for this trip, Mummy worked really hard to try to strengthen her arms enough to lift the pump. And so far, she’s done it! Also, the newer pumps now have a cutout that’s perfect for a wheelchair to get closer. Mummy says that this makes us a little freer.

Who knows what adventures lie ahead? I’ll try to keep you all posted.

Wags and hugs.

Saint