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16 RV Parks near New Haven, Vermont
Addison, Vermont 5.06 miles NW
Ferrisburgh, Vermont 5.06 miles NW
Vergennes, Vermont 5.28 miles NW
Middlebury, Vermont 6.91 miles S
722 Rivers Bend Rd New Haven, Vermont 05472 (map) | (802) 388-9092
Sites: 67 | Latest Rate: $42.00 | 6 Reviews
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Sep 2015 - $42.00
If you're and nature lover and looking for piece of God's country this is it! The river is beautiful, we watched osprey and eagles, herons and ducks, fly fishing, tubing, kayaking all right from our campsite.
Sites are right on the river, large, level, grassy and well maintained with water and electric. The grounds are beautifully landscaped.
The owners are welcoming, helpful and care that all campers are respectful of their neighbors and enjoy their peace and quiet.
Visitors are welcome, but if your looking to have a party this isn't that kind of place and that's what I loved about it, quiet and friendly.
Lots of places to visit and things to see, wonderful place to call home while you enjoy day trips. - cddebbie
Oct 2013 - $40.00
A beautiful setting with a lot of potential to be an outstanding campground. The road into and around the campground has numerous potholes and needs maintenance as did the restrooms, showers and laundry. The washers were both broken. The bathrooms and showers were concrete floors with standing water and pretty rough looking. A complete makeover is needed. The campground itself was pretty and peaceful and right on the river. Grass campsites were level. The lady running the place was friendly and helpful. The dump station is hidden in the trees by the flag pole. No sign and easy to miss even when you've been told where it is. A fee to use Wi-Fi so we didn't. We would stay here again, but use our own toilet and shower. - User2793
Jul 2012 - $35.00
This is a rather small campground, and there are not a lot of activities planned at the campground, but overall it was a decent place to stay. The pool is small but was never really crowded when we were here. There is direct access to the river where you can fish, tube, canoe, or float if you want. The owners are pretty decent and they don't gouge you on prices. We'd come back again if we were ever this direction. - tdslsmo
4817 S 116 South Rd Bristol, Vermont 05443 (map) | (802) 453-3123
Sites: 46 | Latest Rate: $40.00 | 1 Reviews
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Aug 2016 - $40.00
Published on-line rates are $30 less a 10% discount if senior, police/fire. And a one night reservation fee. He charged us $80 upfront for two nights and it should have been $54 for the two nights we were there. Upon arrival the sites were sideways up a mountain side and very un level. Then the electric service was 108 volts with a ground fault issue. Told us he would fix the over billing issue but did not. Would not return our multiple phone calls to the CG or his cell phone. Had to leave and find another CG so we did not damage our electronics or appliances...
Told us to dump our grey water on the ground. Saw others (long term campers) with sewer hoses running out into the woods....can only guess what they were dumping....... - Retired Lt
5 Button Bay State Park Rd. Ferrisburgh, Vermont 05491 (map) | (802) 475-2377
Sites: 55 | Latest Rate: $27.00 | 5 Reviews
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Sep 2015 - $27.00
We stayed on a weekday so the park was mostly empty. Great water and mountain views. Good canoeing. Our site had no hookups. We did not use the public toilets, so I have no comment. Fresh water and dump station access was good. Access roads within the park were good. Every site was level. There no TV reception using a standard amplified antenna. - R V Camper
Sep 2015 - $27.00
Rate reflects required reservation fee which makes it a bit 'high' for no hook-ups. Add $2 for site with 'lake view' and No senior discounts. Activities and sites etc. remain as previous reviews. Most all sites in the big loop are in an open area good for solar and satellite, and would accommodate most any size rig despite the on-line suggestions. Fuel and grocery services are a bit away. Pool is only 3 feet deep, left over from the Girl Scout Park days. I liked this park as evidently do many 'locals' on the weekends, and would stay again for several days to make the daily average fee more reasonable. - SailorGolf
Aug 2015 - $25.00
Beautiful location but not good if you want any hookups. Very few trees so in 95 degree summer weather our MH got too hot. Very little shade. The view from our site was worth staying for a few days but we were traveling with dogs and the MH just got too hot. There is limited generator use and for us it wasn't enough. Try and get site T52, unbelievable view. - The Sandbox
68 Barber Ln Westport, New York 12993 (map) | (518) 962-8989
Sites: 48 | Latest Rate: $36.00 | 13 Reviews
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Sep 2016 - $36.00
We chose this campground based on the excellent reviews written about it earlier this year. It did not disappoint us. We were allowed to choose the site we wanted then escorted to our site by the owners. During the process of setting up, the other owner stopped by to introduce herself and welcome us to their campground. Everything is clean, well taken care of, the owners are friendly and helpful, it is very pet friendly. the campground is beautiful and right on the banks of Lake Champlain. We liked it so well, we are planning to return for a week next year. - jetstream
Aug 2016 - $29.00
Wonderful family-owned and operated quaint, secluded park in the Adironacks. Park sits on the shores of Lake Champlain, and the lake is easily accessed by a short hike down stairs or along a forested path. Lake can be seen in the distance from camp.
Some sites are packed gravel, but others are dirt or grass. Our site was packed gravel and quite level. Electricity was reliable and water pressure good. Wifi was adequate, although it slowed down a little in the evening with heavier use.
The owners schedule activities throughout the season, and there is a nightly community fire. The majority of campers are seasonals, but each and every site is well maintained and clean.
We enjoyed this campground so much that we extended our stay an additional 2 weeks. Very friendly, family atmosphere where everyone knows one another. Definitely an unknown gem! We WILL return next time we're in this neck of the woods! - CWinLV
Jul 2016 - $29.00
Great park, our new favorite. Quiet and secluded with some waterfront on Lake Champlain (walk down a short shady path). Family owned and run park. Well maintained, restrooms and showers are always spotless. Owners are polite and friendly and will go out of their to help a camper in need. The campground hosts a fire every night. Quite a few sites are occupied by weekend seasonal campers, so the park is pretty empty during the week. The seasonal sites are well done with 11- 15 miles to the nearest grocery store or Walmart. Kid activities are limited to swimming in the lake, pool or fishing. Wifi is a little slow but has a strong signal.. The owners make a point of letting you know this both verbally and in the camp brochure. We tow a 22' long trailer behind our 40' coach, so making the turn down into the main camping, where the pull throughs are located, was a little hairy which is why I gave it an overall rating of 9. The roads are hard packed gravel and make wide enough turns for a 45' rig. My wife wants to make this park our summer home when we finish exploring the northern part of the country. - NewmarNewbie
9 Ten Acre Dr Addison, Vermont 05491 (map) | (802) 771-8757
Sites: 96 | Latest Rate: $32.00 | 4 Reviews
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Sep 2016 - $32.00
The park was easy to access considering the back roads of Vermont. It is right on Lake Champlain with the entrance road running between the lake and the park. Most of the sites are seasonal with a smaller number reserved for "overnighters". Utilities were easy to access. Do not recall that they had wifi--Verizon worked nominally, if I recall correctly. My site was very short with a hill right behind which left my front end almost in the road--and I am only 24 ft. It was also very unlevel. However, all that is worth putting up with being so close to the lake and just down the road from the Lake Champlain bridge. The park itself is pleasant and tidy. Although I was not thrilled with my site, the lake is beautiful, the visit was pleasant and I would definitely return. - nanzhere
Jun 2016 - $28.00
We have been camping here for 3-4 years and have to say, the owners take pride in keeping their campground meticulously kept. Bathrooms are clean and the owners are seen mowing lawns and improving the campground constantly. The pool is the cleanest we've ever used. But they enforce no splashing/diving and other rules strictly for the enjoyment and protection of all their campers. We've never had a problem. One issue that is more problematic (I could be wrong) is the lower level where one would pitch a tent (which is where we camp) due to the swampy area behind seems to have a lot of mosquitoes. One site is very hilly and not recommended but the others are well manicured and kept. The seasonal campers are very friendly and their prices are reasonable. - dneilson2
Jul 2012 - $30.00
A nice view from our site, which was A2 if I remember correctly. We could look out over Lake Champlain, but also had the propane tank and a scummy pond as part of our view. On check in the owner (wife) told us this was the most level site for us and that is why she put us here. She told us to stay on the "sewer" site and that would be best to get level. After about an hour of backing in and out, her husband came out and assisted us. We have been RVing for many years, and backing into a sight is not a problem. We just never could get level on this site. When we were somewhat level, we gave up. We had two beautiful shade trees, but the problem was that we could not position the RV to allow room for the awning to be put out. We decided to just deal with this and stay the two nights we had planned. However, after about an hour and our power coming on for about 15-30 seconds and then going out, we were miserable. I went to the office to ask what to do and was directed to the husband. He told me it was because we were running ac/refrigerator/hot water heater on 30amp. For the past three weeks we had stayed on 30amp sites, so we knew this was not the problem. He also told us the people before us had no problem. He had us turn off the hot water heater, but the problem continued. After he checked everything out, he realized they were not getting the full 30amp from the power company and there was nothing to do. The entire park was on low voltage. He did apologize and refunded us the money for both nights, although his wife thought we should be able to deal with this. It was in the high 90's and our pets were beginning to show signs of heat exhaustion and we were so hot we could not stay. So at 5 pm we had to pack up, hook the car up and look for another place to stay. We were very disappointed and didn't like that at first we were treated like we didn't know what we were doing. Also, the wife told us she didn't know of any other campgrounds anywhere nearby. Luckily we knew of one less than 30 minutes away and they were able to accommodate us. If they could fix the voltage problem, this may be an OK place, but we didn't even get to walk around the park and we were right beside the office, so we cannot say anything about the park. It did appear there were mostly seasonal sites and they were very close together with all kinds of stuff around and under the trailers there. Close to the NY-VT bridge over Lake Champlain, but I would not recommend this park to anyone. - SkipperLee
784 Bridge Rd. Port Henry, New York 12928 (map) | (518) 597-3603
Sites: 66 | Latest Rate: $27.00 | 1 Reviews
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Sep 2015 - $27.00
Rate reflects required 'reservation fee'. Good home base to visit Fort Crown Point and Fort Ticonderoga ( 20 min. drive ). No easy fuel or grocery so plan ahead. Sites are grass and of many varied sizes with most being somewhat shaded from solar and satellite. I saw a few big rigs come in so must be sites somewhere in the park that work. No 'organized' site access meaning pretty much just pull into grass sites and make it work with lots of 'leveling' needed. Very popular with locals on weekends. - SailorGolf
Port Henry, New York (map) |
Sites: 150 | Latest Rate: $26.00 | 1 Reviews
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Aug 2016 - $26.00
We used this location as a base to explore the Adirondack Mountains, the Lake Placid, Tupper Lake, and Fort Ticonderoga area. The hosts were nice, and very accommodating. Our first site, A1, was too close to some trees so we couldn't get a signal with out satellite dish which is on the front third of the roof. We were allowed to move to site 49B and satellite reception was excellent.
We had 50 amp, and great water pressure, but there is no sewer at individual sites. There is a dump station acr0ss from the city water treatment facility on the entrance/exit road. I believe there was a pump-out vendor available for a fee. We didn't use it.
It appeared the majority of the park was seasonal sites, which were kept well for the most part. We didn't spend much time in the park, as we were out seeing the area. This is not a 5 star resort, but it served our purpose. - therealSimpsons
937 W Shore Rd Salisbury, Vermont 05769 (map) | (802) 352-4433
Sites: 76 | Latest Rate: $45.00 | 3 Reviews
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Sep 2015 - $45.00
I found this campground a quiet gem. It is a CG on one side of the street and the marina across the street on lake dunmore. The CG has electric and water at the sites. The driveway has gravel but grass all around. The sites up front are level but in the back of the. CG where seasonals are it is hilly. There is a nice babbling brook on site also. The CG is clean and well maintained. Everyone was friendly, from registration to the girl at the small camp store. There is a beach and marina where you can rent motorized boats, canoes and paddle boards. The lake is lovely and clean...even though we caught no fish! There is a pub style restaurant right on the water . I would definitely return here. - Winnebago Wanderers
Aug 2009 - $30.00
We have camped here a couple of times this year. This campground draws my family back often it seems. We have friends that have a seasonal there that love it lots. They are trying to talk us into a seasonal here. My wife and I have talked about it and thought we just might. This last stay this year we were going to talk to the part owner until we found out about the bugs. That entire area including kampersville is horrible with bugs. So we now will be staying a month early in the season when they're not around. They try and spray twice a week it helps a little. This campground is very nice. They have a beach with water toys for the kids and sandy area for them to play in or lay in your chairs. Boat rentals and dock space is also available. Our site that we have stayed at every time we go is perfect. We have a river behind us and the lake in front of us. Our site is BIG with plenty of room to roam. I backed our fifth wheel into the space and it was perfectly level without any blocking. The staff is very pleasant and eager to help in any way. The bathrooms/showers are nice as some of the buildings are brand new. We can't wait to go back next year and enjoy another stay. - HappyCampers5
Jun 2008 - $32.00
Park has nice sites, some open, some shaded, we were right by the river, other campers not to close, had privacy. Clean bathrooms, showers available. Nice miniature golf course. Walk across road to large store everything you need, as well as rec room with pool table, TV area, wireless computer hook up, lounge area, inside and on deck. Nice beach on Lake, with plenty of grass area for cookout. Rented boats available, large water trampoline for kids. animals aloud. Quiet, clean , would visit again. Dump Station. Nice owners friendly, A++ - Bairdred
1457 Lake Dunmore Road Salisbury, Vermont 05769 (map) | (802) 352-4501
Sites: 208 | Latest Rate: $32.00 | 17 Reviews
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Oct 2016 - $32.00
Lovely park very private.
Great general store
Great Lake and beach owned by campground. You can rent a boat too.
Large spaces for rv buses and large rigs
Very winding road drive to get here. - Paige Taylor
Aug 2016 - $51.00
Had to move from a nearby CG due to insufficient voltage (Green Mountain Family Campground). Found this on advice from fellow camper. They had a FHU pull thru available. Would stay again. - Retired Lt
Jul 2016 - $25.00
Busy place on weekends. Full of tents and happy families. 2 pools and lake shore swimming very nice. Shady sites OK to maneuver into with out 25ft Class C. Park hosted a dance both nights. All ages in together. One neighbor started getting loud and rowdy, but only for a short while. All quiet all over on time and folks were generally quiet in the mornings too. I would go back for sure. Big storm blew over power pole, no elec for a few hours, even the store had no power but all got along and it was a good stay. - cherish
3570 Lake Dunmore Rd Brandon, Vermont 05733 (map) | (802) 247-5925
Sites: 38 | Latest Rate: $20.00 | 2 Reviews
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Oct 2016 - $20.00
This is a great state park as long as you can be happy without hookups. There are several spots that work for large RVs in the open camping on the west. East side campground road is narrow and treed but great for smaller RVs/tents. Site 21 is creekside and very private and has been voted best campsite in VT. Clean beach for swimming, great hiking trails close by. Staff was excellent and helpful. Cell service was sketchy. - viadelmangos
Sep 2013 - $20.00
This is a very nice state park located on Lake Dunmore. The campground is divided into two camping areas, separated by a road. We stayed in the open, grassy, area by the lake. The other camping area is heavily wooded. Both areas have restrooms with flush toilets and hot showers ($). While I don't like having to lug quarters with me to the shower house, at least the water was hot, and the restrooms were Very clean. However, there was no hot water facet in the sink, which I found odd, and a bit inconvenient if you just want to wash your hands or face. There was only one shower in the bath house where we were. For 17 sites I can imagine it would get busy in the summer. As it was, we were one of only two campers there for two days of our stay, so it was not an issue for us, and on the third day we did not attempt to use the showers as we were heading home. The showers were not handicapped accessible, though there was a small bench in the dressing area (none in the shower itself), which was difficult, as I have severe arthritis. But I managed. If it were not for these small issues I would have given the park a definite 10 as it is very pretty, and the rangers are very nice and helpful. Plenty of area to walk the dog, and though dogs are not allowed on the swimming beach, they are allowed to swim by the boat launch area, which made our dog very happy. The camping area by the lake is very park like with beautiful maple tress and plenty of shade. I would definitely stay here again. - nativemainer


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I'd seen it a million preteen dreams gallery times before, but it had always been around Joey's neck before. Lying on the floor preteen jpg bbs in a small, innocuous pile of silver chain was Joey's missing necklace. I scooped it up and managed to get the gallery put back together before Nikki came back out. The whole time my mind was racing a hundred miles a second. Why would someone send me that note and the necklace that was now burning a hole in my pocket? What was I supposed to do with it? Go to the police was the obvious answer. But how preteen pron pictures did I know it wasn't some sort of sick prank played by someone at the party. Obviously we had been overheard fighting upstairs. It may well be a hoax but I decided I still had to go to the police. I decided to go right after work. I would have gone right then but it was time to meet Caitlin. I pulled the necklace out of my pocket and slipped it over my head, tucking in under my shirt for safe keeping. "I'm going to lunch," I called to Nikki as I headed out the front door. I emerged into the bright sunshine and crisp November air but my mind stayed in the uncertain shadows that I had stumbled into with the arrival of the mysterious box. I tried to steer my mind away from the necklace by thinking about how weather like this made it worth the sticky, humid days of summer on the Eastern Shore. It was the kind of preteen cyber girls weather tailor made for sipping apple cider at an outdoor café. In young nn preteens a few weeks the café would be switching to hot cocoa served in the cozy, old fashioned store front but for now the tables were still set up on the plaza. I sipped my cider and let my mind wander while I waited for Caitlin. Who had sent me the necklace? Did someone see what had happened? And if preteen gothic virgans so preteen adorable then why preteen boys twinks didn't they go to the police? It had to be a sick practical joke I decided just as Caitlin sat down across from me. I smiled a welcome as I once more tried to shift my thoughts towards something besides the necklace. "Thanks for meeting me, will," she said. "I told you I'd be here for you and I meant it." She looked down at her hands in her lap where she was busy mangling a napkin. "I've thought a lot about what you said," she began softly, "In fact, it's all I've been able to think about. It's so hard to believe model preteen angel that there is a human being forming inside me as we sit here right now. It all seems so unreal. I mean it would xxx preteensex be so much easier to believe what the nurse at the clinic preteen tgp usenet told me. She said it isn't really photo preteen modele a baby yet; that it's just a lump of tissue. She called it 'the fetus' the whole time. She never called it a baby. I'd pretty much made up my mind to have the abortion, then I turned on the Discovery Channel a few days ago. There was a special on about invitro-fertilization and they diets for preteens followed the whole process, from the fertilization until the birth. They showed photo modele preteen them doing a sonogram at the same place I am now and...it was a baby, Will. You could see preteen thongs photos everything...its little tiny nose and little tiny ears and little tiny hands preteens upskirt camera and it was sucking its tgp black preteen thumb...and then I thought about what you said, about how it wasn't the baby's fault I slept with Joey. How it shouldn't have to pay for my mistake." She paused fap preteen while a single tear rolled down her cheek. She took a deep, shaky breath and continued, "I've never been more scared in my entire life. I don't know anything about babies. I don't know how I'm going to finish school. I don't know how any of this is going to work, but I knew then that I wasn't going to have the abortion. My appointment was today, for right now actually. I didn't go...obviously. But you know, I think I knew I wasn't going to have it before that. I stopped smoking the night we talked, the hot preteen underwear night Joey died. I just...look, Will, the reason I wanted to talk to you today was to tell you I don't expect you to help me with the baby. This is my responsibility. I know the offer was made in the heat of the moment and you didn't really mean it...." I broke in, "Caitlin, when I made that offer, you're right. It was fucked preteens free in the heat of the moment, but preteen sex magazine I meant it and I still mean it. I have the support of my friends, well...Aidan preteen photos sexy doesn't exactly approve but he is supporting me. I want to help you if preteen barefoot pics you'll let me." "How do I know you're not just saying that now to relieve some sense of guilt then once the baby arrives - boom, you're gone? preteens rompl All my past experience with guys has been pretty consistent. Let's just say I haven't found them to be the most reliable of all God's creation." "I give 13yo preteen rape you my word." "No offense, but I don't even know you, really. That's not worth all that much to me." "We could have a lawyer draw up youngest xxx preteens some papers, make it legal and binding," I suggested. She thought a moment. "That might work. I could buy that. But I can't afford a lawyer. Not with school and rent and now a baby on the way. I'm not even sure how much insurance will cover." "If we wait nonnude preteens photos until December I should have some money. I have a show later this week..." "A show?" "An art show. I guess you could say I'm an artist." "Your own show?" "Something like that," I mumbled. I could feel my face heating up, "I just started working at the art gallery here on the plaza. They've already sold a few of my paintings." "That's incredible! I'd love to see them." "They're all at my apartment right now, I'm saving them for the show. 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He was like my brother. Even though young preteen things went bad at the end, it doesn't change what we had before." She nodded. "I'm nymphets preteen nude going to have to think about all this. I have an appointment with an OBGYN later this week so I'll know better what I'm preteen erotica board up against then. Plus I'll know what the insurance covers by then." She shook her head and smiled, "Why am I seeing shades of Object of My Affection here? I'm feeling like Jennifer Anniston." "You look a bit like her, too," I laughed. "As long as you don't fall in love with me it's all good." She laughed, "I'll consider myself warned. No falling in love with Will. Got it. Oh my gosh! Wouldn't it be funny if I were named Grace? Then we'd be Will and Grace!" We both cracked up. "You know what?" she said preteen bald pics wiping her eyes. "What?" "I'm glad I met you, underaged preteen pics Will." "Me too. I mean I'm glad the hairy preteens I met you." She reached across the table and gave my hand a quick squeeze. Then she picked up her purse and started rummaging through it. "Let me get it," I said, pulling out my wallet. "Starting already, Uncle Will?" she said with a smile. "Something like that." "Ok then," she stood up, but forgot to close her purse first. Her wallet and a tube of lipstick fell out onto the ground. I quickly bent to pick them up for her. As I did, Joey's necklace preteen nudist hardcore slipped out of my shirt swung out in plain view. I had forgotten all about it. Caitlin's eyes were glued to the charm as I straightened up. I stuffed it back under my shirt but it was to late. "Joey had a necklace like that," she said softly. "It is...was Joey's," I told her, "Someone gave it to me after he died." There. I had told her the truth, just not the whole truth. She stared at my neck where the chain was still visible for a moment longer, then shook her head as if to clear it. 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From the time our daughters are born, we can't help but think about the men they might marry. We all have our laundry lists of qualities for potential sons-in-law – that they respect our daughters and provide for them, that they will deeply love our daughters and the children they raise together.
As an author and newspaper columnist writing about family issues, I've often heard from men who seem to know what love is all about, and they go beyond the clichés. When all of us think about the mates we want for our daughters, these are the sorts of men we envision.
I once asked readers to send me their definitions of love. One man replied with a story about a cruise he had taken years before. He was out on the ship's deck, looking out at the ocean, when he spotted a school of dolphins.
"They were racing alongside the ship," he told me, "against the backdrop of the most beautiful rainbow I had ever seen."
So why did this scene define what love meant to him?
It's because, even years later, when he thinks back to that breathtaking moment, he feels more sadness than happiness. "I'm sad," he told me, "because my wife was not there to see it with me."
That's the sort of love we wish for our daughters. Men who will feel that way when our daughters are not with them.
I am the father of three young women, ages 22, 20 and 16, and they've had a great impact on my work as a writer. In each of my books, I've found myself searching for a sense of understanding about the love parents hope their daughters will find.
Again and again, I've seen how parents long to offer guidance. For instance, when I coauthored The Last Lecture with Randy Pausch, we spoke for hours about the lessons he wanted to leave for his three young children, especially his eighteen-month-old daughter Chloe. Randy was dying of pancreatic cancer, and he knew Chloe was unlikely to have any recollections of him. He wanted to leave her with simple, meaningful words. "Pound for pound," he said, "the best advice I've ever heard is this: When it comes to men who are romantically interested in you, it's really simple. Just ignore everything they say and only pay attention to what they do."
For my most recent book, I wanted to find a way to write a nonfiction narrative about the love all of us wish for our daughters. The problem was that I needed a place to set the book, a place with great emotion. I considered all sorts of possibilities. Maybe I'd visit maternity wards, dance studios, daddy-daughter date nights, or spas where mothers and daughters go to bond. But then my wife suggested I visit a bridal shop. "There's something about a wedding dress…" she said.
She was definitely on to something.
I was willing to go anywhere in the country to find the right store and the right stories. My search ended in the tiny, one-stoplight town of Fowler, Mich., a place with just 1,100 residents — and 2,500 wedding dresses. It has more bridal gowns per capita than anywhere in the United States.
Fowler is home to Becker's Bridal, a 77-year-old institution on Main Street. It's been run for all those years by the same family –- a great-grandmother, grandmother, mother and daughter.
Becker's is housed in a stone structure that was once a bank, and since 1934, more than 100,000 brides have made a pilgrimage here. After they select the dress they think might be "the one," they're invited to step inside what used to be the old bank vault. A ten-foot-by-eight-foot space with mirrors designed to carry a bride's image into infinity, it's called "The Magic Room," and with good reason. Brides and their parents routinely melt into tears in the room, as they reflect on all the moments that led them here.
And so I set out to write a book about the brides who've stepped into that special space. The book is titled, The Magic Room: A Story About the Love We Wish for Our Daughters.
Among the lessons I learned from brides and their parents:
Love begins as a solitary experience: Standing in the Magic Room, brides often think back to the wisdom shared by their mothers. One bride I met, Danielle DeVoe, had lost her mother when she was a teenager. She wished her mother could be with her as she shopped for a dress, but she felt buoyed by memories of her mother's best advice.
Danielle's mother was divorced after an abusive relationship. "I learned that you have to love yourself first," her mother had told her. "You have to take care of yourself. You can't love someone else until you love yourself."
"I love myself," Danielle said, and that had strengthened her love for her fiancé.
Love isn't about absolutes: I asked parents at Becker's about advice they'd given their daughters. Most of it was well-meaning, rooted in experience. ("The best gift you can give your children is to love your spouse." "It's not about the dress, it's about the marriage.) Some admonitions, however, were too adamant. ("Never date a man who is prettier than you are, and never date a man who smells better than you do." "Marry a man who loves you a little more than you love him.") I thought about my own daughters, wary of insistent parenting. The lesson they'd take from such advice: Never listen to a parent who speaks in absolutes.
Love is best discovered face-to-face: One father–of-the-bride, Vic Hansen, told me that he had warned his daughter, Erika, about the limitations of courtship by computer. Young people today are too often alone in their bedrooms, texting and trading Facebook chatter. "When you're sitting behind a computer there's a veil of security," he said. "Face to face there's more vulnerability. If a guy is only pursuing you electronically and doesn't want face time with you, ask yourself: Is this really a full relationship?"
Love is a form of optimism: The Becker family is well aware of the high divorce rate. They know about the recent Pew Research study showing that 39 percent of Americans now believe that "marriage is becoming obsolete." And yet the Beckers told me they still see the possibilities of magic in the institution of marriage. There's an old saying: "Every time a marriage takes place, a new world is created." Spending time in the Magic Room, I met many nervous and excited brides embarking on their journeys to this new world.
Each of the brides had a story that had carried them to that dress, that room, that moment.
It was a privilege to share their lives in the book, and in doing so, to contemplate the love I wish for my own daughters.
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Kids, I've had a revelation. An absolute epiphany.
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Two and a half years into this blogging experience, and I've finally found a roast chicken recipe I feel confident sharing. That just seems wrong somehow.
Do you ever feel like you're doing things all wrong? Swimming upstream? Trying to come in through the out door?
That's the way it's been with me and roast chicken. Try as I might over the years, I've never been comfortable with cooking a whole chicken in the oven. I've tried a multitude of techniques – high-heat roasting, low-heat roasting, splitting and splaying, with vegetables, without vegetables, with butter and herbs under the skin, stuffed with citrus and herbs. Sometimes with success, but most often I'd end up either overcooking or undercooking the poor bird (neither of which is desirable). I really thought I'd tried just about everything.
Well, almost everything. Yesterday afternoon I decided to do something I should have done a long time ago. I asked myself "what would Bittman do?"
I had a 3-4 lb. chicken in the fridge that I needed to get prepped and cooked in under an hour, so I turned to Mark Bittman's How to Cook Everything. And lo and behold – there it was. A method I hadn't tried before, and an intriguing one at that.
Maybe you've seen this before. After discovering how easy it was, I did a little online search to see if maybe I'd just been living under a rock. As it turns out, this method (or a similar one) has been featured here, here and here. So yes, under a rock I have been. But no more.
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- 1 3-4 lb. chicken
- 4 tablespoons olive oil
- 1 tablespoon good-quality paprika*
- salt and pepper
- Begin by preheating your oven to 425F**.
- Place your cast iron skillet on a low rack in the oven while it preheats.
- Remove your chicken from the packaging and pat it dry with a paper towel (if there's a packet of parts in the cavity, be sure to remove that, too).
- Combine the olive oil and paprika in a small bowl, and rub it all over the chicken – get some inside the cavity as well.
- Sprinkle the chicken all over with salt and pepper.
- Once the oven is good and hot (and the skillet, too), transfer the seasoned chicken to the hot skillet.
- Let roast at 425F for 45 minutes, or until the meat registers 150-155F on a meat thermometer (it will continue to cook after you take it out of the oven).
- Remove from the oven and let rest for 10-15 minutes before carving and serving.
- Enjoy!
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Under suspicion of her murder, Harry stumbles on a set of photographs taken by Heather Mallender in the weeks before her disappearance. Desperately, obsessed by the mystery that has changed his life, he begins to trace back the movements and encounters that led to the moment when she vanished into the blue. The trail leads him back to England, to a world he thought he had left for ever, and at every step of the way a new and baffling light is shed on all the assumptions that have made Harry what he is.
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Chapter One
If she should return now, of course, or even five minutes from now, it would still be all right. The thought that he might never see her again could then be dismissed as a delusion, an absurd over-reaction to an excess of solitude and silence. And from the notion that, at any second, she would return, calling to him as she came down the track, part of his mind could not be dislodged: the orderly, housetrained, rational part. It was only in the chaotic realm of instinct and sensation that a contrary suspicion had taken root, only, as it were, in the part of himself that he did not care to acknowledge.
Besides, Harry had every justification for blaming his anxious state on the position in which he found himself. To spend three-quarters of an hour sitting on a fallen tree trunk halfway up a pine-forested mountainside, whilst the warm glow of the afternoon sun faded towards a dusky chill and silence-absolute, windless, pitiless silence-quarried at the nerves, was enough to test anyone's self-control. He wished now that he had gone with her to the summit, or stayed in the car and listened to the radio. Either way, he really should have known better than to wait where he was.
He stubbed out the fourth cigarette of his vigil and took a deep breath. It was growing cold now in the shadow of the mountain, yet the coastal plain below was still bathed in warm, golden sunlight. Only here, on the thickly conifered slope, or out there, invisible but palpable in the clear, frozen air, could the waning of the day no longer be ignored.
Why had she not returned? She could scarcely be lost, not with the guidebook and a compass. After all, she had been to Profitis Ilias before, which Harry never had. Nor, if the truth be told, did he ever want to again. Two hours ago, he had been basking in the sun at a terrace table of a psarotaverna just down the coast, lighting the first cigarette in this packet at the leisurely conclusion of a relishable meal and wondering how jealous the waiter might be of an overweight, middle-aged Englishman for finding such an attractive girl to lunch with him. Now even visualizing the scene was difficult, for Profitis Ilias possessed the power to consign every memory and perception beyond its own domain to half-forgotten remoteness. And Profitis Ilias had been Heather's choice.
"We could drive up there in half an hour from here," she had said. "It's a fantastic place. Deserted, crumbling old villas left over from the Italian occupation. And stupendous views. You must see it."
Harry had felt no such obligation, preferring the decor of a dozen bars he could think of, suitably refracted by a well-filled glass, to any vista of nature, however supposedly breathtaking. Nevertheless, he had raised no objection.
And so they had come, driving up the winding road through the village of Salakos towards the wooded mountaintop, climbing slowly but relentlessly till all other traffic was left behind and only the limitless ranks of pine and fir stood witness to their progress. At first Harry had detected nothing amiss in their growing isolation. It was not until they had reached the hotel that the road served and found it, as expected, closed for the winter, that the character of Profitis Ilias had made itself known.
Silence, he rather thought, was the bedrock of its mood. Silence that had waited for them to climb from the car and slam the doors, then pounced from the very heart of the forest to awe them into whispered exchanges. Silence that the empty hotel and the ruined villas in the woods around seemed merely to magnify, as if abandoned habitations were worse than no habitations at all. And silence, moreover, that even nature respected, for here no wind stirred the trees, no bird sang among the branches, no squirrel scurried along the boughs. On Profitis Ilias, all was still, but all was not at rest.
Two months ago, the hotel would still have been open for the season, the children of its guests playing in the grounds, perhaps even climbing on the very tree trunk where Harry sat. Noise, movement, laughter, company: at other times they might be irritants; now he craved them from the depth of his soul. It was surprising to discover how uncomfortable he found it to be alone. If, that is, he was alone. For he could not help remembering that, when they had first left the car and strolled down to admire the view that the hotel commanded, he had glanced up at the wooden balconies and red-painted shutters that gave the building its stolid, Alpine quality-and seen a figure withdraw abruptly from one of the unshuttered first floor windows. At the time, he had dismissed it as a trick of the light, but now the memory added its weight to all the other anxieties by which he was beset.
Why had she not returned? She had seemed so confident, so reassuringly certain that she would be back before he had had a chance to miss her. It had been a stiff climb from the hotel up the uneven, overgrown path towards the summit, and Heather had set a sharp pace. Out of breath and far from his normal stamping grounds, Harry had been willing enough, in the circumstances, to stop at the point where a fallen tree blocked their route, while she went on to the top. "Take the keys," she had said, "in case you want to go back to the car." Then she had added, noticing his frown: "Don't worry. I'll keep to the path. And I won't be long. It's just that I can't turn back now, can I?" And so saying, she had scrambled up round the tree, smiled back at him once, and then gone on.
Nearly an hour ago, and seemingly a world away, that last smile beckoned to Harry from up the wooded slope. Peace of mind, he reckoned now, had lasted no longer than the first cigarette. Since then, his thoughts had ranged over many subjects, but always they had returned to what in his surroundings adamantly refused to be ignored: silence so total that the ear invented a half-heard chorus of whispering voices in the trees around, silence so complete that his straining senses insisted that somewhere, above or about him, something must be watching him.
Harry looked at his watch. It was nearly four o'clock, which meant there was little more than an hour's daylight left, a meagre, bone-chilling hour at this altitude and time of year. With an effort, he forced his mind to confront a series of practical choices. He could return to the car, in case Heather had done so herself by a different route. Yet, if she had, she would surely have come looking for him by now. He could stay where he was, on the grounds that that was where she would expect to find him. But one glance around reminded him that he could bear to remain there no longer. Or he could follow the path to the top, in case she was in some difficulty or had simply lost track of time. That, he concluded, was really the only choice open to him.
He raised his legs, swivelled round on the tree trunk and dropped down on the higher side. There was the path, still marked by a border of flints, for all the years of its abandonment, curving away ahead of him up the slope. He started along it, feeling at once the relief that action brings after the suspense of indecision.
Soon, the trees began to thin and the summit ridge came into sight. Once it had done so, it struck Harry as ludicrous that he had not insisted on accompanying Heather all the way, for it was neither as far nor as steep as he had supposed. He could not help wondering if she had deliberately encouraged their separation, though why she should have done so he could not imagine. And he was also aware that the thought itself might be a delusion, an investment of her words and actions with meanings they did not bear.
Emerging into a patch of sunlight just short of the ridge, Harry paused to catch his breath. Ahead of him, to the right, a towering red and white radio aerial crowned the summit, with a small building at its base: an army observation post by the look of it, apparently unoccupied. Not that he had any intention of checking the point. Nine years on Rhodes had taught him to give the Greek military a wide berth. But would Heather have been equally cautious? Yes, surely she would. Besides, the path curved away to the left and she had promised she would keep to it.
He walked up onto the ridge and swung round to look back the way he had come. As he did so, the exposed nature of his position conjured up a threat more ominous in its way than the unease which had oppressed him in the forest. He suddenly wondered whether this was what he had been intended to do, whether this was another step closer to the trap that had been prepared for him. Rebuking himself for entertaining such thoughts, he forced his eyes to follow the line of the coast far below where it curved away to the west. That crumpled inlet, he told himself, must be Kamiros Skala, those whale-backed islands out to sea Alymnia and Halki. They were reference points which proved that a reality beyond Profitis Ilias still existed and that he might soon return to it.
But first he had to find Heather. Dismayed by how reluctant he felt to shout her name aloud-an act which the prevailing silence seemed irresistibly to forbid-he began to follow the path, still faithfully bordered with flints, as it twisted along the ridge between outcrops of rock and gnarled, wind-carved cedars. If she had kept to the path, he could not fail to find her. But if she had not. . .
Then he saw it. Snagged on a lower branch of one of the cedars, hanging limp and forlorn in the motionless air. Four equal stripes of pink and white. Cerise and silver, he remembered her correcting him. It was Heather's scarf, the long woollen scarf she had been wearing when she left him by the fallen tree. He could recollect, quite distinctly, seeing her toss one end of it over her shoulder as she disappeared up the slope. And now it was here, where she was not.
Harry pulled the scarf loose, then stood with it clutched in his hands, struggling to comprehend the significance of its discovery. Had she left it there by accident? Had it been blown from her neck as she ran along the path? If so, what had she been running from? He gazed around at the stunted cedars and the harsh white boulders standing up like fangs on the grassy ridge, but they held no other clue, no other token of her fate. By their very emptiness, they defied him.
Looping the scarf round his neck, Harry strode on along the path. It topped a bluff, then swooped down into a dale and up again to a farther peak. A view of the island's interior opened up to the south, bathed in sunlight. Could Heather have become disorientated, he wondered, and gone down the wrong side of the mountain? Pausing to lean against a rock and recover his breath, he considered the point. No, it was inconceivable. The path was clear, the route an easy one to follow. She could only have left it out of choice or dire necessity. And the touch of the scarf against his chin prompted him to fear the latter. He hurried on.
By the time Harry had traversed the dale and ascended to the next peak, the rational part of his mind had reasserted much of its former control. His ignorance of local geography, he reminded himself, was as good as total. Even were it not, he could scarcely search the area single-handed. If Heather had met with a mishap, of whatever kind, the best way to help her would be to raise the alarm in Salakos, and to do so before nightfall. He glanced at his watch. To follow that course, he would have to return to the car at once. Though to leave now seemed premature, leave he clearly must.
But not, his instincts told him, without making one last effort to locate Heather on his own. The obvious method was the one he had, till now, drawn back from, but he knew he could not depart without resorting to it. He must shout her name as loudly as he could, in case she was near enough to hear. From the bluff on which he was standing, his voice would carry well: there was no excuse. Determined to give his nerve no chance to falter, he climbed onto an adjacent rock, took a deep breath and cupped his hands to his mouth. But then, in the second before Heather's name formed on his lips, Profitis Ilias found its own voice with which to strike him dumb.
One long, shrill, unwavering blast on a whistle. It came to Harry's ears from no direction and every direction, from above him and below him, from close at hand and far away. And then it stopped. And Harry's arms dropped slowly to his sides and he began to tremble in every limb and to breathe in rapid, shallow gulps of air. What did it mean? Where had it come from? Was it a signal? A message? A warning? To him or to another?
Suddenly, like a cliff face that is undermined for years by the sea before abruptly subsiding, his self-control disintegrated. He had been manipulated every step of the way. The face at the window, the abandoned scarf, the disembodied whistle: all were part of the trap into which he had been led. Logic and reason were beyond him now, headlong flight his only recourse.
The path began to descend from this point, zig-zagging down the steep, boulder-strewn slope. But Harry did not follow it. Instead he plunged straight down from one bend of the path to the next, stumbling over rocks, scrambling down stretches of loose, shingly earth. The spines of a stout little shrub slashed at his cheek. He skinned his knuckles on a sharp outcrop of flint. But he did not care. All pretence had vanished now. He only wanted to be off the mountain, away from the corroding fear that its air had refined to a pure, unhinging essence.
Bursting through a thicket of bracken and slithering down the flank of a huge, half-buried boulder, Harry suddenly found himself on a wide, earthen track, rutted by the wheels of a heavy vehicle. Forcing his mind to concentrate, he recollected that the road had forked just beyond where they had parked, the left fork signposted to Eleousa, the right leading up blindly into the forest. What he was standing on must surely be that unmarked track. If so, he had only to follow it down to reach the car.
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I enjoyed this book soo much. I can't believe the twist and turns that come up.
Goddard had me at the first chapter. I found Harry to be believable and his emotions reminiscent of my own. The twists and turns were great fun,and--unlike most mystery writers--he spelled out a list of clues for us to follow. There were conundrums and "aha moments," enough to satisfy and mystery reader. It was a very satisfying page-turner beginning to end.
Fifty-three years old Harry Barnett accompanies his much younger and obviously healthier guest visiting English schoolteacher Heather Mallender on a tour of the Greek Isle Rhodes where he has lived for about nine years as a housesitter. He stopped for a smoke and a second wind while she went on, but after waiting for a while for Heather to return, Harry anxiously sets off to find her. Instead he sees four stripes of ¿cerise and silver¿ from Heather¿s scarf caught on a low hanging tree branch. He reports her missing to the authorities who suspect he killed her. --- Harry quickly realizes that the cops assume he harmed Heather. Deciding he needs to prove otherwise and finding nothing useful on Rhodes, Harry traces Heather back to England He learns Heather was visiting a psychiatrist, helping her not very successfully cope with the loss of her sister to an IRA bomb. However, Harry soon finds his own past not that of Heather¿s is where the answer lies, but obtaining the proof could prove deadly from people he trusts. --- On the surface the story line is a simplistic amateur sleuth investigation starring a dissolute loser hiding from his roots. However, that would oversimplify a complex somewhat convoluted thriller filed with twists and plenty of irony as the reluctant warrior returns to the place of his greatest failure amidst other fiascos. The story line grips the reader from the moment Harry panics when he realizes that somehow Heather is missing and continues to hold reader attention as the ¿hero¿s¿ stomach churns when he concludes he is the only suspect and never let¿s go until Harry¿s final sardonic confrontation with a foe PAINTING THE DARKNESS with deception and blackmail. --- Harriet Klausner
I've read hundreds of books and this has to be one of the best, I was gripped from page 1 and followed loser Harry's search for his missing friend with anticipation. The sad irony at the end was so well thought out that I never would have guessed. Read it or miss out!


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Today's guest blog post was contributed by Ann Marie Oliva, the Director of the Office of Special Needs Assistance Programs (SNAPS) at the Department of Housing and Urban Development (HUD), the office that manages HUD's homeless programs.
Since the implementation of Opening Doors: Federal Strategic Plan to Prevent and End Homelessness, we have made good progress in ending homelessness for veterans and the chronically homeless, and along the way have learned a lot about what works. As we move forward, we want to be sure that preventing and ending homelessness among unaccompanied youth is a priority at both the national and local levels. Getting better data on this population is the first step in making progress towards that goal.
In the past, HUD's homeless assistance grants programs defined youth as persons less than 18 years old, and adults as persons 18 years of age and above. We realized, however, that this definition didn't allow us to really understand how many young people are homeless and what their specific needs are. HUD decided to change this definition – in part to align with other federal agencies' definitions – in the implementation of the new Homelessness HEARTH Act programs. The final rule on the Definition of Homeless, which took effect this past January, expands the definition of homelessness to include unaccompanied youth under 25 years old. This will allow us to count the number of homeless youth more accurately, and to help them with the housing and services that match their needs.
In the upcoming January 2013 Point-In-Time count, HUD is expanding its data collection efforts to differentiate persons under the age of 18, those between 18 and 24, and persons over the age of 24. This will be the first time that we are requiring communities to report to us on the number of homeless children in families, the number of unaccompanied youth, and the number of homeless transition-aged youth. It is an important step in making progress towards ending youth homelessness by 2020 - one of the four major goals of Opening Doors.
We need the help and focus of all of our grantees and partners to make that step a success. Once we have this important data, the objectives and strategies outlined by the USICH to improve the educational outcomes of children experiencing homelessness and to prevent and end homelessness for unaccompanied youth - as described in their most recent amendment to Opening Doors - can be more fully implemented. And that is the next step towards meeting the goal we all have - making sure no child is forced to live on our streets. More information about the requirements for the 2013 Point-In-Time Count and about a new special initiative underway to improve counting and reporting on homeless youth can be found on our web site at www.hudhre.info.


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Panzura Offering Multiple Joint Cloud Storage Sessions at Cloud Expo 2012Company Will Co-Present and Demonstrate With Scality, Amplidata, Rackspace, HP and EMC, Showcasing Complementary Solutions for Its Award-Winning Global Cloud Storage System
June 11, 2012
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Panzura, a leading provider of global cloud storage solutions, announced that Ranajit Nevatia, vice president of marketing, will be a featured speaker at the 10th International Cloud Computing Expo, in New York City, June 11 - 14, 2012. Nevatia's presentation will showcase Panzura's recently updated Global Cloud Storage System, which recently won 'Best of Interop 2012' in the Data Center and Storage category at Interop Las Vegas last month.
The session, "Uniting the Global Enterprise leveraging Cloud Storage for Collaboration and Sharing," will highlight how Panzura and Scality effectively solve key technical challenges of globally distributed enterprises by providing a cloud-integrated, file-based storage system that grants anytime, anywhere access to users regardless of their location and real-time collaboration features, while simultaneously preserving local NAS security, file locking, access control, encryption, and consistency.
The presentation will take place during the conference track: Cloud Storage Virtualization Testing | APIs, Wednesday, June 13 from 8:15 - 9:00 am. Conference attendees can also receive hands-on demonstrations of the company's breakthrough enterprise-class cloud storage solution at the Panzura/Scality Booth, #159.
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Panzura will also be participating in the following joint presentations with key alliances:
Panzura and Amplidata
Panzura and Amplidata team up for the Big Data session "Best Practices for Big Unstructured Data Storage," presented by Tom Leyden, director of alliances and marketing at Amplidata.
Monday, June 11, from 2:40 - 3:25 pm: Booth #251
Panzura and Rackspace
In support of the integration of Panzura's Global Cloud Storage System with Rackspace Cloud Files, announced concurrently at Cloud Expo 2012, Panzura will present "Panzura and Rackspace Cloud Files: Enterprise Cloud Storage Made Seamless."
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Panzura recently announced support for HP Cloud Services, which enables customers to leverage HP Cloud Object Storage for their enterprise applications. Visit Booth #136 for joint Panzura and HP Cloud Services offerings.
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I'm welcoming a new brand to this blog today, Cargo! I've always heard wonderful things about Cargo blushes, and several months ago I acquired my first one, so I thought I would share my thoughts on it! The featured blush in this post is Catalina, a beautiful medium cotton candy pink.
Catalina has a matte finish, and I was impressed with the formulation. It was pigmented and blendable without being chalky (as matte blushes can often be). Isn't the color gorgeous? I think it screams summer... which means it isn't getting too much use these days!
Cargo blushes contain 8.9g/0.314 oz of product and retail for $29. This probably seems like an especially hefty price tag for a blush, but in reality it is similar in price to MAC and Benefit in price per gram, you are just getting a lot more product at one time.
- Cargo: $29/8.9g = $3.26 per gram ($92.36 per ounce)
- NARS: $28/4.8g = $5.83 per gram ($175 per ounce)
- MAC: $20/6g = $3.33 per gram ($95.34 per ounce)
- Benefit: $28/8g = $3.50 per gram ($100 per ounce)
I received this product in a Little Black Bag courtesy of the company, but I wanted to note that Little Black Bag costs $49.95 and you get 2-3 other items in your bag as well. I'm not sure if they are still offering Cargo products, but it may be worth checking out first if you are interested in that sort of thing! You may be able to offset the $29 retail value by getting a few other things with it.
I like the packaging of these blushes, surprisingly I can't think of too many companies that use tin-style casing. However, if I were to own a bunch of these, I would probably get a little annoyed that I can't tell what the color inside is until I open it up.
Overall, I think the quality is great. The blush applies and wears well (~8 hours, normal). Catalina is a beautiful shade, and I don't think you would be disappointed in the formulation! The packaging is probably a hit-or-miss depending on your taste, but it doesn't have any functionality problems. If you are looking to spend $29 on a blush, this one is worth checking out!
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This SSD connects to your MacBook Air using an mSATA connection and features no moving parts, helping to protect it from accidental bumps and drops, as well as achieve faster data transfer speeds. Having no moving parts also means that this SSD will receive less wear and tear, as there are no read and write heads for the SSD media to come into contact with. In terms of speed, the drive offers sustained reads of up to 501 MB/s, sustained writes of up to 503 MB/s, random 4K reads of up to 60,000 IOPS, random 4K writes of up to 60,000 IOPS, and read & write latencies of less than 0.1 ms. It also features non-recoverable read errors of less than 1 sector per 1016 bits read and built-in BCH ECC data reliability of up to 55 bytes correctable per 512-byte sector. It uses Tier 1 Major Multi-Level Cell (MLC) High-Performance Async-NAND Flash and a SandForce 2281 Series processor.
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Date of Stay: April, 2010
This is a quiet campground. The site I had was not level, but that's because it was close to the water and all of the land runs toward the lake. The employees were are nice and there were picnic tables and fire rings at every site. I graded the park down a bit because the bathrooms could have been cleaner and the sites are a little narrow to back into. We would stay here again.
Date of Stay: April, 2010
Very nice park with lots of trees and shade and level sights with some pull throughs. The park was very clean, the employees very nice and helpful. Every site has a picnic table and fire ring with a flip over grill. They have a bait house and general store in the middle of the park that was not open, would have been nice if it was. We will choose a sight that is on one of the loops instead of the main roads next time. We will definitely be back.


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Prior to launch (today), I had Crysis 3 pre-ordered on Origin. For some reason, I wasn't able to pre-load it like I thought I should have been able to. I figured that at launch things would correct themselves and I'd be able to install the game. However, that didn't happen.
Has anyone ever had that particular problem? I posted on Facebook and it seems I'm not alone. Someone else had to call EA just to get it settled. If this is common, it's a little appalling.
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Weeeee more proof that for single player pirated players are way better off. Crysis 3 has been up on TBP forever. Not that I care, sorry but screw crysis. The first wasn't good, I mean graphics were good but the game itself not so much. Also why the hell is crysis 3 setup so only a titan can run it maxed? Someone stated it was a AMD title, if so then really why the hell can a 7970 not max it and be playable.
Don't ever pay attention to the GPU logo on ANY game.
Anyways, you can run run Crysis 3 just fine on max settings, depending on your screen resolution, on any decent card. The Titan is said to be only necessary for 5k resolutions (3 screens) and only to break the 30 FPS barrier. The game is reported to run just fine on 5k resolutions with 2x 680/690/7970. It's just that the FPS will be around 30. I believe Tom's Hardware has done already a Crysis 3 benchmark (only thing they are good for these days).
As an example, I run at 1440x900. My GTX 560 Ti (a 2 year old card and not a 500 series top of the line) can handle anything I throw at it and still have room to spare. From my 2 year old experience with this card, I'd say it could handle Crysis 3 at max settings on my resolution at around 40-50 FPS. And that's probably me being conservative. The matter of fact is that I have yet to play a game with it where my FPS isn't above 60.
No, they haven't yet benchmarked Crysis 3. Probably they are holding on to it until the embargo from NVIDIA is lifted in a couple of days. They may want to benchmark the game with Titan figures already. So you may see it in a separate article or in the Titan article, when it comes out. Meanwhile check Guru3D or Overclocker.net. They are bound to have something.
Definitely something else is wrong on his machine.
At a resolution that is actually slightly higher than his, that card is supposed to be giving him 44 FPS. The standard edition of the 7970 should give him 40 FPS.
Alright, so I haven't looked at any performance numbers, but I've heard that AMD is supposed to run the game better than NVIDIA (and for what it's worth, it's AMD's logo we when we start the game, not NVIDIA's). I am swamped here at the moment, else I'd do some quick testing.
Dunno exactly what driver he was running since in the test they used 13.2b6 and he only stated 13.2. The b6 may be much much better. Even so the game from the reviews runs on the Nvidia chips better.
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Smittybilt XRC Tubefenders and Corner Guards
I'm trying to get rid of some smittybilt XRC Armour tubefenders and XRC corner guards. Im currently on deployment in the middle east and they are just taking up room back home so they need to go. They are the black front tube fenders w/o the 3" flare and then the back corner guards also with out the 3" flare. They are in Norfolk, Va so if possible local pick up would be great, if not I'll pretty much get them shipped to anywhere. On the internet as a set they are about 580 before shipping. I'm wanting 425 and that will include me shipping them to you, so fenders and guards plus shipping all for 425. Let me know if your interested, thanks.
140 for smitty tubefenders front only. i can pick it up. txt me 7324297644
please don't get offended by my offer. i saw brand new one going for 290 shipped on ebay. =)
do you live near by quantico btw?
id love to get the corner guards, id offer you 150. not to offend you, just saw some brand new for 240. shipped to cali, i can pay for shipping if its a big deal, thanks for fighting so i can drive my jeep. ooorah man
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