Saturday, August 10, 2013

Stockdale Mill


The Stockdale Mill was established in 1857, and stands firmly on the banks of the Eel River near Roann, IN.



This picture above was taken last weekend on our road trip around the area.  After stumbling across this little gem in the middle of no where, we decided to head back for a tour.  Notice in this pic how calm the river is, when we went the other day we had gotten almost 4 inches of rain the night before.


You can see on the far bank that the trees are in the water.  Areas north of us had received over 4 inches of rain and it was all flowing south past the mill.  The lady giving us our tour said that earlier that morning there were four 50 gal drums floating out in the river and getting caught in the under current then shooting straight up in the air.  By time we got there, they had already floated further down the river to who knows where.

Anyways, back to the tour...

The Stockdale Mill was a flour mill, taking wheat and grinding it down into flour, corn meal and animal feed.  The farmers in the area would load their wheat into horse drawn wagons and haul it to the mill.  The farmers were allowed 10% of what they brought in as payment in flour.

When the wagons were brought into the mill, they would unhitch the team and hook the wagon onto a rope pulley system.  The rope had a huge metal ring on the end that would fit over the hub of the wagon wheel and then they would raise the front of the wagon in the air so the grain would fall into a hole in the floor that would then go to the elevators.





After being dumped into the sub-basement, I mentioned that it went on the elevators.  The elevator was actually a belt with little cups on it that was inside of a wooden shaft.  The shaft and belts ran from the sub-basement to the 4th floor.  This next pic is of one of the shafts that they opened up so you could see how the wheat was transferred and how small the cups were.  Sorry it was blurry, I lost my balance while taking the picture.


On the 4th floor it would then go through the shaker, which would separate the grain from the rocks and other debris.



From the separator, it would go through a series of wooden shafts on the 3rd floor which are similar to the ones in the above pic.  I don't have a pic because it was a little dark in that area, but a few years ago the entire mill shifted 18 inches and all of the shafts fell to the ground.  They are still in the process of trying to figure out which one goes where.  They have a few of them back up and connected but still quite a mess.  From the 3rd floor it goes to the 2nd floor where the grinders are.  Each grinder was used for a different grade of flour.


Notice all the belt pulleys on the grinders, they go down to the 1st floor where all the gears run the grinders.



The gears are run by the huge turbines in the sub-basement, which are powered by the river water that runs over them.  Unfortunately, because of the high water from the night before we weren't allowed into the sub-basement. 

They also had some various tools and machines in the building that are all part of the flour business, but I didn't catch where they all came into play... I was too busy taking pictures!




And the final result after going through 4 floors of processing is flour.  This next pic takes you from the grain to corn meal and all the way up through the different stages of flour, ending with cake flour which is the finest and silkiest of all the flours. 



I hope you enjoyed the tour as much as I did, and if you are ever in Northern Indiana, near Roann, check out the Stockdale Mill on a Saturday afternoon and take a tour.  It will surprise you how interesting making flour can be.

Until next time...

Sara

Saturday, July 27, 2013

Back Country Roads

After being cooped up in the house all week I suggested to my dear Hubby that we take a drive.  He asked me where I wanted to go, then with a twinkle in his eye like a little kid he blurts out ICE CREAM!!!  I told him sure but I was thinking more along the lines of just grabbing the camera and hitting the back roads.  So off we go. . .

We come across this driveway with a fence that just disappears over the hill.



Old wooden bridge that leads back into the fields.






Old farms in the distance.





We took a couple of dirt roads that took us deeper into the country side.





And saw lots of corn fields.





We even came across the old dairy farm that dear Hubby use to work at.






Saw lots of cows out grazing.






We came across this cute little barn with a cow on the roof.



We even came across one of my many favorites ... Squirrel Creek, which is a little Amish store that I frequent quite often.






This next pic is about the extent of the woods that you find around here...





Ok we have a little more woods than that around here, but with all the corn fields and soybeans here I have to joke around about the amount of trees when we do finally see them.  After growing up in Northern Wisconsin where you have a tree every 5 inches, you start to miss the woods.

We came into this little town called Stockdale and Don showed me the old mill that's in town.








We went up the road a little bit to Roann to see the covered bridge.  The bridge was built in 1877 and crosses the Eel River. 


Then dear Hubby asked me if I wanted to drive across it, I kind of looked at him out of the corner of my eye and all I could think about was the old movie with Chevy Chase where the moving truck is going across an old covered bridge like this and the tires of the truck falls through the boards.  I believe the movie was Funny Farm. 
This next pic looks like we are flying across the bridge but we were really only doing about 2 mph. 



After the mill and bridge tours it was starting to get too dark to take anymore pics so we decided to head home.  We never did make it to get ice cream, but we put almost 50 miles on!  I guess ice cream will have to be another trip!

Until next time . . .
Sara


Monday, July 22, 2013

75th Annual Reunion!

Yesterday I was invited to a family reunion on my husband's side of the family.  It was the 75th Annual Strong Family Reunion!



 Every year for the past 75 years his family has been getting together.  The surprising part of it was that my father-in-law, his sister, my husband and his brother are the last of the family that carry the "Strong" name.  Now I know why my mother-in-law is always asking if we are planning on having kids!

Anyways, the party was very nice, and it was great meeting some "new" family members.






This next picture is of a cousin and his mother, I believe her name was Marge and his was Steve.  Marge has attended 74 out of the 75 reunions.  The only one that she missed was I believe last years and it was because her daughter was getting married.

 



We exchanged phone numbers and addresses with a few of the family members and we look forward to meeting up with them again in the near future.

After leaving the reunion we took a short drive over to the Strong Cemetery to visit and pay our respects to the family members that are no longer here on earth with us.  Aunt MaryBeth explained to me that the cemetery was named after the Strong family because they had donated the land to the town for a place to lay loved ones to rest.  In honor of the donation they named it after the family.

So like I said in yesterdays post, I have busy busy busy traveling the last few weeks.  Unfortunately, we will be missing the Donner Family Reunion this coming weekend.  Anyone who knows their history has heard about the Donner Party, who went West in search of new lives and got stranded in the Rocky Mountains.  Well . . . we are direct descendants of the brothers that had come from Germany.  One stayed in the East and the rest went West.  I am proud to say that I am part of the Donner Party History!  That will have to be another post lol!

Anyways, I am home again and looking forward to getting a little rest from the vehicles!

Until next time . . .

Sara

Sunday, July 21, 2013

Back Home Again ...

I feel like its been forever since I have posted last.  I guess that's because I have been a traveling fool the last few weeks.  Back on July 9th, dear Hubby and I took a road trip back home to Northern Wisconsin to see my family.  We left around 3:00am so didn't get much for pictures until we hit the Wisconsin border.  It turned soooo foggy that you could hardly see a 1/4 mi up the road.







The fog did make for some pretty sunrise pictures though . . .







We finally got to Mom and Dad's place around 1:00pm and found Mom on the lawn mower.  Sam pulled in a little while later and kicked Mom off the lawn mower long enough to write his name in the yard.  The picture didn't turn out the best but if you look close you can see the "AM"





He was pretty proud of his work . . .





Sam's girlfriend Ashley showed up after she got off of work to come visit Don and I and to let us know how much she has missed us.





We had a family fun day at the lake with lots of games played and stories told, swimming and cooking out.  I believe the final head count was somewhere around 67 people that showed up which is just a fraction of the family.  I would post the pics from the lake but Mom already uploaded my pics and posted them on her blog. 

Like every vacation it's never long enough and the time flies by too fast.  But it was so nice getting home and sleeping in my own bed again.  But I sure wasn't expecting the weather to change so much along the way south.  When we left WI it was a comfortable 76, by time we got down around the Chicago area it had heated up drastically around 97 and some heavy rain which lasted about 15 min.  The next few days we had 98, 99, and 97.  It was so hot out that you didn't even hear the birds chirping during the day. 

One thing I was thankful for was that my lilies waited until I got home before they opened up.  I was unsure on what kind they were so I didn't want to miss the blooms.











I did notice today that I have a couple yellow roses on my rose bush but I haven't taken any pics yet.  Maybe tomorrow . . .

Until next time . . .
Sara


Monday, July 8, 2013

Every family has a hilarious child ... my family has many!



My sister Staci ...

My husband Don ...


My youngest niece Bailey ...


 My brother Sam and my brother-in-law Paul ...

 

My brother-in-law Bill ...





My brother Sam ...



Don and his brother Bill ...



My cousin Andy ...





Don and I with "Where's Waldo" in the background ...




What kind of hilarious kids have your family been blessed with?

Until next time ...
Sara