This Timex is going to stop ticking

Timexpo, the Waterbury CT museum that celebrates all things Timex, is going to close at the end of September.

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John Cameron Swayze in a Timex TV commercial.

Not enough people bother to visit, says the company, which is headquartered in nearby Middlebury.  Oddly enough, the facility has the largest elevator I have ever seen. According to the operating certificate posted inside it, the capacity is 7700 pounds. Figuring a mathematically tidy 200 pounds per person, that’s 38 people. I doubt that many people see it in a whole day.

With its location, tucked up close to an elevated section of Interstate 84 in a seen-better-days shopping center in an un-trendy section of downtown Waterbury, I am not surprised that few people visit it. Even armed with an address, a GPS, and the specific intent to go there, I had trouble getting to it. Just seeing the building and the massive replica of an Easter Island moai statue that stands next to it from the Interstate isn’t easy. You need to be looking in that direction in the very short period of time it is visible as you speed by, especially when the trees are full of leaves.

The view from the highway (Photo by Ron Haines)

The view from the highway (Photo by Ron Haines)

And while having a 40-foot representation of a Pacific island inhabitant is helpful for visibility, it certainly doesn’t scream out Timex museum. Why is it there? Well, it’s because the Timex owners in Norway (the Olsens) were friends and financial backers of Thor Heyerdahl, the Norwegian adventurer most popularly known for his 5,000-mile voyage in 1947 across the Pacific in the Kon-Tiki from South America to the Tuamotu Islands to demonstrate that ancient people could have made long sea voyages.

Nearly a third of Timexpo’s space celebrates Heyerdahl’s life and work, and it seems out of place. Fortunately, John Cameron Swayze’s famed tagline “It takes a licking and keeps on ticking” is well represented by what appears to be the actual water tank from the TV commercial, complete with the Johnson outboard with the Timex strapped onto one of the propeller blades. Mickey Mouse watches are displayed prominently too. And of course there is the obligatory store filled with watches, reminiscent of my visit to the Pez factory last year.

Mickey Mouse saved the company (Photos by Ron Haines)

Mickey Mouse saved the company (Photos by Ron Haines)

The history of the company is long, and a recounting of it is saved from being tedious only because Mickey Mouse came to its rescue during the Great Depression.

It began in 1857 as the Waterbury Clock Company, an operation designed to be a major user of brass produced by its parent firm, the Benedict & Burnham Manufacturing Company. It soon became a large clock producer and after 1890 it also became a major manufacturer of non-jeweled pocket watches, supplying R. H. Ingersoll & Brother, a major mail order firm (the famous ‘dollar pocket watches’). Expansions between 1900 and 1915 made it the largest clock manufacturing facility in America and in 1922, the Waterbury Clock Company purchased the Ingersoll operation.

But it began to slide. By 1929, with the company close to financial ruin, executives spent the then-enormous sum of $1,500 to Disney for the exclusive right to put Mickey Mouse on a watch. It was a risk. The mouse had only been introduced the previous year. But it paid off big time.

In 1933, Mickey Mouse watches were introduced at the Chicago World’s Fair.   According to the display at the museum, huge sales of Mickey Mouse watches were directly responsible for the re-employment of hundreds of former workers. The workforce grew from 300 to nearly 3,000 during the depression years of 1933 and 1935 and the company was saved.

After America entered World War II, the Ingersoll-Waterbury Company switched to manufacturing war products. In 1942, the operation was purchased by a group of Norwegian investors and in a couple years the firm became known as United States Time Corporation and introduced the popular “Timex” watch shortly after the war. In 1969, U.S. Time became Timex Corporation.

Disclaimer: I am a long-time Timex owner, having owned a series of nearly identical Indiglo models (they keep on ticking, but the knob on the winding stem gets worn down, necessitating a new one every decade or so). The clock in the tower of the former brass mill that houses the museum is actually the largest Indiglo clock face in the world.

The watch on the outboard propeller blade

The watch on the outboard propeller blade (Photo by Ron Haines)

The outboard engine display (Photo by Ron Haines)

The outboard engine display (Photo by Ron Haines)

One of the many Mickey Mouse watches on display. (Photo by Ron Haines)

One of the many Mickey Mouse watches on display. (Photo by Ron Haines)

No, not a flopped photo. This is a real clock, labeled Barbershop Clock, circa 1920 (Photo by Ron Haines)

No, not a flopped photo. This is a real clock, labeled Barbershop Clock, circa 1920 (Photo by Ron Haines)

One of the many specialized watches on display. This one shown for the benefit of Jason Robinson. (Photo by Ron Haines)

One of the many specialized watches on display. This one shown for the benefit of Jason Robinson. (Photo by Ron Haines)

The store at the museum. (Photo by Ron Haines)

The store at the museum. (Photo by Ron Haines)

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The grass is always greener…

Or maybe it should be ‘The weeds are always greener on the other side of the fence.’  This through-the-fence eater was spotted along a dirt road between Scottsbluff and Alliance in Nebraska.

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Town of Many

I guess they didn’t want to bother with figuring out what the population is.  I would have named it Town of Not Very Many.

Many, LA

Many, LA

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Six days on the road…and a new canoe to show for it

(UPDATES:  1. There is now a photo below of me in my new canoe.   2. Peter Hornbeck, who figured large in my new boat purchase, died in December of 2020.  His obituary.)

Ok, I really don’t have it yet, so can’t show you a photo. I’ll take possession in June.

It all started with the notion of getting a very light, solo canoe, one I could pick up with one hand and carry around. (But I’ll use two hands when I put it on top of the car.)

The problem is that as one gets older everything just weighs so much more!

When I canoed only once or twice a month, using a trailer to transport my 74-lb, 17-foot Grumman aluminum canoe and the 40-lb jug of water I have to use as ballast in the front of it when I solo, was fine. But now that I am paddling once or twice a week it has become tedious, along with the need to make sure I’ll have parking for the trailer and also a smooth path to the water so I can use the canoe cart if I can’t get the vehicle near the water.

And then there are the steep river banks. It’s simple to get a heavy canoe down to the water, just give it a push. Harder, though, to get it back up to the road. I am usually with other paddlers, so there is always help, but even with two or three people, lugging it back up through the woods is not the sort of thing I want to do at the end of a nice paddle.

So I decided to cash in all those chits I have from not getting myself a birthday present for the last 30 or so years and get something really light (loose translation: really expensive). I will keep the Grumman. We’ve have been together for thousands of miles since 1974. There’s no parting ways now. It’ll be relegated to trash trips and when I am carrying a passenger. And for sailing trips, of course.

I started my internet research into light solo canoes months ago, when I was in Florida. It didn’t take me long to realize South Florida is not the best place to shop for one. Nobody makes them there. Nobody sells them there.

The Northeast, however, is a different story. Here in Connecticut there’s at least one major retailer selling lightweight solos, and a few hours away in upstate New York there are people who have been making them for decades. Canton is the home of famed, turn of the century designer J. Henry Rushton. The Adirondack Pack Canoe and its derivatives were born and raised there, special craft made light enough to carry around with ease on portages.

In six days of traveling, shopping and test-paddling in New York I visited Hemlock Boat Works in Hemlock, Hornbeck Boats in Olmstedville, and Placid Boat Works in Lake Placid. In addition to those three brands, I went to Oak Orchard Canoe and Kayak in Waterport, the 2015 Saratoga Springs Paddlefest and Collinsville Canoe and Kayak in Collinsville, CT, to take a look at Swift, Wenonah, Slipstream, Mad River and Northstar (where designer Ted Bell has ended up).

A small section of the inventory at Oak Orchard in Waterport, NY

A small section of the inventory at Oak Orchard in Waterport, NY

The search involved lots of thinking and rethinking about what I thought I wanted and gave me a fascinating glimpse into a small industry where practically everyone knows everyone else and everyone’s been around for a long time. At the end of the week I ended up back where I had started, at Hornbeck Boats in Olmstedville, NY, where I ordered a 15-foot New Trick model. It weighs 24 pounds. It’s made for double-bladed paddlers and the seating is similar to a kayak, on the bottom of the boat.

Mine will look identical to the one on the top of this rack in the Hornbeck store.

Mine will look identical to the one on the top of this rack in the Hornbeck store.

Before I start talking about what I was looking for in a new canoe, let me state that what I know about the materials being used in these boats could fit into a thimble and there would still be room for everything that I know about hull configuations and dynamics. I have after all, owned one canoe for 41 years, and I bought that untested and sight unseen. That said, I DID go into this wanting a boat that was comfortable and plain, paddled straight and on the fast side, wouldn’t cost me an arm and a leg and was LIGHT!

I learned a lot along the way. Much of what I thought I wanted changed as the week went on and I tested boats and talked to people.

Seating.   I thought I wanted a standard canoe-style seat, like I am used to. I wasn’t against sitting in a low, kayak–style seat on the bottom of the boat (I do so when using the sail rig on my canoe), but figured it would be a harder position for me to get in and out of than sitting on a seat, so I sort of ruled it out at the beginning. A third position choice, kneeling, I had dismissed long ago as just really uncomfortable.

Paddling style comes into play here too. Some in the industry have accepted the use of double-bladed paddles in canoes, which makes the concept of sitting down in a canoe and paddling workable. Some just still philosophically oppose them, and design boats for use with the traditional single-bladed paddle. I have happily used a double-bladed paddle for a couple of years. (If you want to take a look at some hard-core single bladed paddlers, google Free-Style Canoing sometime.)

The boats I tested ran the gamut. Some were just for traditional-style sitting, some for kneeling only and some for just kayak-style. In some cases, the style reflected the brand owner’s proclivities. One told me he just didn’t believe in sitting down in a canoe as one does in a kayak and his boats reflected that. The larger outfits make something for everyone. Wenonah even has a seat that adjusts easily from a ‘sitting’ seat (four or five inches off the bottom of the boat) to a ‘kneeling’ seat (sits higher and is canted forward so the paddler can put his feet under it and rest his butt against/on the front edge).

I soon found that sitting wasn’t the best choice for me in this type of boat (shorter, narrower, and with lower sides than my Grumman) because my center of gravity was uncomfortably high, increasing the sense, though not necessarily the reality, of ‘tippiness.’ And the ‘sitting’ seats weren’t nearly as high as on my Grumman, so I couldn’t curl my legs under me, which had been my posture in a canoe for decades.

Wow, that caused a sea change in my thinking. Maybe the sit down in style would be the best for me? Turned out that it was. What I had pretty much dismissed at the beginning of the week was looking better and better as the days went by.

At Peter Hornbeck’s place I practiced his methods of getting into and out of the boat and gained some comfort level. The boat I bought is narrow enough (two feet maximum) that I can easily straddle it to get in and out, just gliding it between my legs. My getting out, laughed one of Peter’s employees, looked like ‘giving birth to a canoe.’ Whatever works!

Length. After trying out some very small boats I quickly discarded the notion that I would be happy in one of them. I am not a lightweight person and I am used to seeing 17 feet of boat. I tried out various lengths and realized my best fit, physically and psychologically, was around 15 feet. I found the longer boats tracked in a straight line better than the shorter ones too, an important factor for me. And long and lean usually means better speed than short and wide.

Weight. This is why, after all, I was shopping for a new canoe. To. Get. A. Light. One. Hefting a few soon brought me to the realization that I didn’t want to get one even close to 30 pounds, much less over that. That started limiting my choices considerably.

Price. I had no ‘budget,’ but knew from my research I could end up spending from less than two thousand dollars up to well north of three.

In the end, once I got over my hesitation about committing to kayak-style seating, and taking in the weight and price factors, the clear choice for me was the 15-foot Hornbeck New Tricks.   And it didn’t hurt that owner Peter Hornbeck’s laid-back, welcoming style fit in nicely with what I look for in people when I am on a road trip.

I earlier told you that this trip offered me a fascinating glimpse into a small industry where practically everyone knows everyone else and everyone’s been around for a long time. I won’t pretend to undertake a history of it, and choose instead to just look at some of the people still in it, several of whom I met along the way.

Charlie Wilson has come from being a free-style canoe promoter in the early 1980’s to a consultant for a relatively new outfit, Colden Canoe. Along the way, he worked for Bell Canoe (founder and designer Ted Bell closed that up long ago and he came back to the business seven years later with Northstar) and went on to co-found Placid Boatworks. Co-owner Joe Moore bought him out in 2009 and is still there (he was busy working on the interior of his new building when I dropped by. A massive fire destroyed the old one and its contents a few years ago). Stan Zdunek of Slipstream Watercraft began as a racer in the 1970’s and ‘80’s and went on to building boats (I met him at the Saratoga Springs Paddlefest). Bill Swift Jr. of Swift, in Canada, has been building canoes for 20 some years. His father started Algonquin Outfitters in Ontario in 1960 and when the company got into making canoes, its first product was Sawyer Canoes, under a license with the popular US brand.   Peter Hornbeck’s a former white water kayaker who started building kayaks and then pack canoes. He founded Hornbeck Boats in 1971. A huge force in the industry is designer David Yost, known as DY, who works for Swift (I met him at the Swift display in Collinsville, CT) and also Colden. Colden also sells a boat model designed in the 1980’s by the Curtis Canoe Co. Owners Dave Curtis and David Yost (yes, that’s DY again) sold Curtis Canoe Co. in the late 1980’s. Curtis later started up Hemlock Canoe (where I visited him on my shopping trip). Yost, by the way, is called the most prolific designer of human powered watercraft of all time, with nearly 80 designs having been produced by a multitude of companies over the years, starting with racing canoes in 1973. It’s pretty hard to turn around in the canoe world without bumping into one of his designs. And David Yost lives just down the road from Dave Curtis’ Hemlock Boats, in Hemlock, NY.

Got all that straight?

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I have updated this post with this photo of me in my new canoe. (Photo by Lance Collins)

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Store and office at Hornbeck Boats.

Store and office at Hornbeck Boats.

View from the driveway entrance at Hornbeck Boats

View from the driveway entrance at Hornbeck Boats

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A useful sign

I took this photo back in 2013 on the Swift River near Belchertown, Massachusetts. Originally from Palm Beach Gardens, Florida, the sign obviously took a prankster’s ride to the alligator-unfriendly climes of the Northeast, where it was planted as a joke, and remains to this day a useless yet charming and chuckle-provoking feature of a very pleasant river.

IMG_2009cUseless until 2015 that is! I paddled down this river just last week (on the only day in the past ten where the temperature actually approached 70, by the way), and look what I found, lurking on someone’s riverside patio.

IMG_6408cThe sight of this alligator didn’t alarm me in the least, however. I had fortunately seen the warning sign.

Below is the complete riverside patio, and a photo of the sign as it appears in 2015.  It appears to be weathering the Northeast well.

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Dueling violins

Whatever musical talent granddaughters M and S possess does NOT come from me, I can assure you. My career ended after a kindergarten piano recital, my only recollection of which is that my fingers were numbered in pencil to correspond to the numbers on the keys. Plunk. Plunk. Plunk.

So I take no credit at all for this. Dad Ryan’s genes are to thank, along with his patience, talent and teaching ability. M is coming along well with the instructions and seems to really enjoy showing her stuff to us when we’re around to watch a lesson. Young S of course is right in there, albeit silently, as her violin is mainly for show, for now anyway.

IMG_6353cDad Ryan, bass accompanist, can be seen at left in the photo below.

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Pushing the season

The grass is still brown and there’s the occasional pile of white stuff laying around.  It must be Connecticut in April!  Too early in April for serious spring, apparently.  Can’t complain a whole lot I guess.  Last year it snowed here in April.  For a while at least, I’ll be inside, sitting next to a sunny window.

IMG_1403cHere’s the flashback to one year ago, April 16, 2014, to be exact:IMG_3892c

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New kid on the block

A fire hydrant’s been a fire hydrant for a long time. In fact, they’ve all looked and functioned basically the same for 100 years, according to ABC.

That has changed. Here’s the new kid:

IMG_1395cAnd the old fart:IMG_1398cI noticed the new guy when I was driving through Boynton Beach, FL the other day. It’s the Sigelock SPARTAN Hydrant, designed by veteran New York City Firefighter George Sigelakis. It’s been around for a year or so and is made of stainless steel and ductile iron and has a powder coating that makes it resistant to rust and corrosion.

And, of course, not any old pipe wrench will work on it. It needs a special, Sigelock opening tool.

I wonder how long before those special opening tools are on sale at the hardware store? The company is apparently confident the answer is NEVER. According to its website: “Sigelock Systems’ Spartan fire hydrant system has become UL certified. With this certification, the Spartan is now recognized as the most secure fire hydrant in the world.” That’s a pretty big leap that I am not sure even UL would agree with. I took a look at the UL certification and the best I could find is that it was “Tamper-Resistant,” nothing there about most secure in the world.

But, whatever. It’s the first new design in 100 years, so why quibble with a little bragging? Below is what the bragging rights look like on the company website. The device shown is the special opening tool. Most folks wouldn’t have one laying around I suspect.bannerAnd all my nitpicking aside, the Spartan does appear to be way more functional than the old design. For the curious, there is tons of technical info on the website.

In case you’re wondering why I’m spending my valuable time writing about this new hydrant design, let me explain:

I spent one summer, in my college years, painting every fire hydrant in the town of Kankakee, Illinois, for the Kankakee Water Company. I probably knew at the time just how many there were, but my memory of it all is fuzzy and that fact is now missing. I do remember driving a small dump truck all over town carrying out this job because that was the only spare vehicle they had available for me.

My memories of that dump truck are vivid, because it was the first time I had ever been presented the challenge of driving a stick shift. And there I was, at 8 am my first day on the job, being handed the keys in the busy water company garage and being told to take it out right away because they needed the space for something else. I remember to this day thanking my stars for that booklet in high school driver’s education class that explained, complete with illustrations, just how a clutch worked and how to manage the clutch, gearshift and gas pedal all together.

So, with visions of spinning clutch plates dancing in my head, I climbed into the driver’s seat, started the engine and crept away down the alley very slowly in first gear, afraid to try to shift into second gear while still within sight and sound of the garage. Once around the corner I found a parking lot and practiced a bit before heading out into traffic. By noon I was a pro.

And I also recall carrying around a large map showing each hydrant, color coded green or yellow, according to pressure I guess. So I had three cans of paint with me, green and yellow for the tops, depending on what the map specified, and red for the bottoms.

And all summer long that’s what I did. Paint fire hydrants. That and listen to folks plead with me not to turn their water off when I pulled up in my water company truck.

So, yes, I still notice fire hydrants, even now.

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Recycled gas station

I happened upon this nicely recycled gas station last week along Tamiami Trial in North Fort Myers, FL.  I’m always on the lookout for a good one.  This one is the home of Anna’s Produce and Groceries.  Go here to see my entire collection of recycled gas stations.Anna's Produce and Groceries, North Fort Myers, FL

Anna’s Produce and Groceries, North Fort Myers, FL

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They eat cars, don’t they?

IMG_20150303_0001Northerners have snow, Californians have earthquakes, Floridians have vultures that eat cars.

OK, they don’t actually eat them, they just nibble on them, particularly the rubber and vinyl bits, like the windshield wipers and weather stripping around doors and sunroofs.

There are actually signs in some park and wilderness areas warning of this. I was handed a flyer about it on a recent visit to Myakka River State Park in Sarasota, FL. And park rangers sometimes set off loud cannons to shoo them away. I am not sure how long the latter would be effective though.

I was 50 yards away from a blast the other day at Myakka and it scared the crap out of me because I’d never heard it before and didn’t know it was going to go off. The second blast didn’t alarm me as much and by the third I wasn’t fazed.  And I noticed that the vultures that were near me, as far away from the noise as I was, didn’t move at all. The ones down in the parking lot by the lake, where they were using the cannon, moved up into the trees though.

From my observation, plastic bags are pretty effective, especially on a windy day. The noise and motion of a half dozen of them tied to a car and flapping around appears offputting to the vultures, who generally like their prey quiet and not moving.

WHY seems to be the big unanswered question. “It is believed by some that these products release some chemical cue that is appealing to the birds through UV or heat degradation, though that has yet to be proven,” says a USDA National Wildlife Research Center official.

Here’s what the Everglades National Park website says about them: “Vultures are attracted to the rubber on vehicles and have been know (sic) to cause severe damage to windshields, sun roofs, and windshield wipers. Vultures are a federally protected migratory species and may not be harmed.”

The fact that this has been going on for many years but seems to be limited to the national and state parks is heartening. At least I don’t have to sit on my porch guarding my house from them.

On the other hand, if it were more widespread maybe we’d finally find a use for all those insidious plastic bags we are surrounded by.

By the way, vultures have disgusting habits like crapping on their legs to keep cool and vomiting when they are harassed.   Despite that, they have lots of fans. There is even an International Vulture Awareness Day, celebrated on the first Saturday of each September. Here’s a roundup of last year’s festivities around the globe. And, for kicks, try google imaging ‘vulture awareness day T-shirts.’

And here’s a nice tidbit: A group of vultures is called a committee, venue or volt. In flight, a flock of vultures is a kettle. My favorite: When the birds are feeding together at a carcass, the group is called, get this!, a wake. I am not making this stuff up, folks.

This flyer comes with other park information when you enter Myakka River State Park in Florida

This flyer comes with other park information when you enter Myakka River State Park in Florida

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