I told Roy about April that we were going east in June and to make no plans, I even marked out the calander with a big red X to remind him, and so far so good. We leave on Thursday and should be back about the 1st of July.
This is the plan (right now) We're spending this weekend near CleElem WA at a campground called Teanaway. It is completely dry and while there is a vault toilet, its noting I plan on using. We're going to be with friends from the Nomads, a like minded group of RVers. Just for the occasion I bought a Dutch Oven and hope that I can learn to cook in it.
Anyway, I don't think we are going to have a lot of internet access, so if you don't hear from us, just know we will post when we can and take lots of pictures.
Monday, May 26, 2008
Saturday, May 10, 2008
Last Day
This WAS a mini vacation....
WOW We toured the Evergreen Aviation Education Institute in McMinnville Oregon and it you are ever in the area (west of Salem, south of Portland) check this place out. It is awesome.
It is an Aviation museum that rivals the Smithsonian's Air and Space Museum with dozens of displays including replicas of the Wright Bothers plane, up to the 1990ies. The piece de resistanceis the Hughes Flying Boat aka the Spruce Goose. OMG it absolutely fills up the hanger. There are Helicopters and commercial and military planes like the famous Flying Fortress and Spitfire and even the Gooney Bird. Around each corner there are videos that tell the stories of these wonderful planes and also great volunteers who will answer any question, give you a tour or tell of their experiences.
And if thats not enough, there are more displays of antique cars, helicopters and tanks. (In summer they give the kids rides in the tanks)
I am hardly an aviation buff, but I did enjoy this place. The admission was $13.00 for seniors but absolutely worth it. It takes about 2 hours to see and do it all, and thats not sitting thru all the videos.
http://www.sprucegoose.org/
Second Day NW Oregon
WIND STORM DAMAGE ALONG THE OREGON COAST
Wednesday was overcast, windy and darn cold, but we had places to see and things to do, and so armed with an umbrella we got an early start and our first stop was Ft Clatsop, home of Lewis and Clark during the winter of 1806. The Corp of Discovery built this temporary stucture and then just left it. The Clapsop tribe used it and eventually it disappeared. The site where it stands now it pretty close but they are unsure where it really is.
A few years ago the first "replica" burnt down, and this one was just recently rebuilt. With all the fallen trees in the area due to last winters storms it is amazing that the fort is still standing.
We drove out to Ft Stevens, an old military base, now reduced to 'sites' and concrete foundations. The museum was interesting and the camping sites look great so we plan to return. Ft Stevens was bombed by the Japanese during WWII and the big mystery is why the base never fired back. Some say it was because the officers were drunk and other theory is that by the time they were ready the Japanses sub was long gone. Wonder now if it was the Japanses at all, could have been friendly fire....
A little further on was the shipwreck of the Peter Iredale, a British ship which wrecked in 1906. It was a bad year for shipwrecks as a total of 6 were lost that year.
Northwestern Oregon Trip
Looking through my pictures, decided that few were really 'blog' worthy and when it came right down to it, the first couple of days of our mini spring vacation was pretty much a-wash. Monday we drove to Beaverton to pick up George, hiked the Tualatin Hills Nature Park after a pretty decent Mexican Dinner at Azteca.
Tuesday we took Hwy 26 out of Beaverton but then cut across to Astoria on a little used road that milage wise was probably a shortcut, but time wise probably doubled. We hit road construction a couple places. After passing the little town of Jewell, we came to the Jewell Wildlife Area and amazingly we saw a herd of Elk grazing right along side the road. Watching Roy try to get their pictures was more amusing than the elk as they were having none of it..He would move forward and they would move away.
The bridge over the Columbia looked so inviting and since George hadn't been to Cape Disappointment, we took another side trip.
Tuesday we took Hwy 26 out of Beaverton but then cut across to Astoria on a little used road that milage wise was probably a shortcut, but time wise probably doubled. We hit road construction a couple places. After passing the little town of Jewell, we came to the Jewell Wildlife Area and amazingly we saw a herd of Elk grazing right along side the road. Watching Roy try to get their pictures was more amusing than the elk as they were having none of it..He would move forward and they would move away.
The bridge over the Columbia looked so inviting and since George hadn't been to Cape Disappointment, we took another side trip.
Monday, April 21, 2008
First Trip of the year
Belong to a club of campers, well RV'ers actually and this weekend we went on our first trip of the year to Toppanish WA, just south of Yakima, on Hwy 97. Roy couldn't come because of a prior but that never stops me. I filled the refrigerator with legal (my diet) foods, packed warm clothes and headed out on Thursday about noonish.
Trip over the pass was uneventful and in no time I was pulling into the Yakama (spelled differently) Nation RV Park and easily found my friends actually sitting in the warm sun. It was absolutely beautiful weather but that wasn't going to last as I would find out.
The last time I solo'ed we dry camped but this campground was full service so I had to hook up the water, electricity and sewer. Plugging in the electricity, and screwing on the hose takes little talent, and even the sewer didn't pose much of a problem. I didn't get the water on all the way so there was some worry as I didn't have any water, but it just took a double check. Flipped on the water heater and the propane heater and I was good to go.
Lola and Ray introduced me to Roy and his lovely wife with an equally lovely Korean name I can't pronounce let alone spell. She and I had a great time talking about Korean foods and laughed about at how hot (spicy) she ate her foods.
Friday morning the other rigs were quiet so I dressed warmly as the cold front had now moved in including a strong wind. I decided to walk to Toppanish to check out the "famous" murals. There are about 50 of them and new ones are added each year to the walls of the local businesses. Some are historical, others whimsical, and all are interesting. They are scattered all through town, so I missed many of them and ended up walking nearly two hours. Got home just in time to join the others for lunch at the Casino across the street. I also won $65.35 on a slot machine that I didn't have a clue what I was doing. It said I won 1000 points but didn't have a clue what a point was worth. Couple more wins and I cashed out. Didn't want to press my luck.
Becky and Rob pulled in and it was really good seeing them again. We were now up to 4 rigs, but unfortunately Roy and his wife were going to have to leave early Saturday.
Saturday we decided to drive to Ft Simcoe, an 1850ies Army post that was only active for about 3 years and then turned over to the Bureau of Indian Affairs. It had some restored building and the Colonels home was furnished in period doings, but unless your a real history buff or have nothing better to do, don't make a special trip. It was cold, windy and threatening snow and rain so we didn't say long.
(I took pictures of all this to show you but for some reason, I get an error message when I put the card in. Don't know what I'm going to do about that. )
Sunday we had a leisurely breakfast and then I unhooked and got ready to go. Unhooking was as uneventful as hooking so think I'm ready for anything. Before heading home, Toppanish has a wildlife refuge just about 3 miles out of town and since I love to check out these places, I headed here. Well, it is small and not much. I can't add many birds to my list. A magpie, but they are all over the area, a Cinnamon teal, okay that was cool and I heard blackbirds. Oh also swallows but don't know what kind as the fly faster than the eye can see.
I was rather concerned about the pass over the mountain as snow and rain clouds were all around by this time. Called 511 and found out that while the road was wet, conditions were fine and the only thing that happened was that I found out we need windshild wipers.
Trip over the pass was uneventful and in no time I was pulling into the Yakama (spelled differently) Nation RV Park and easily found my friends actually sitting in the warm sun. It was absolutely beautiful weather but that wasn't going to last as I would find out.
The last time I solo'ed we dry camped but this campground was full service so I had to hook up the water, electricity and sewer. Plugging in the electricity, and screwing on the hose takes little talent, and even the sewer didn't pose much of a problem. I didn't get the water on all the way so there was some worry as I didn't have any water, but it just took a double check. Flipped on the water heater and the propane heater and I was good to go.
Lola and Ray introduced me to Roy and his lovely wife with an equally lovely Korean name I can't pronounce let alone spell. She and I had a great time talking about Korean foods and laughed about at how hot (spicy) she ate her foods.
Friday morning the other rigs were quiet so I dressed warmly as the cold front had now moved in including a strong wind. I decided to walk to Toppanish to check out the "famous" murals. There are about 50 of them and new ones are added each year to the walls of the local businesses. Some are historical, others whimsical, and all are interesting. They are scattered all through town, so I missed many of them and ended up walking nearly two hours. Got home just in time to join the others for lunch at the Casino across the street. I also won $65.35 on a slot machine that I didn't have a clue what I was doing. It said I won 1000 points but didn't have a clue what a point was worth. Couple more wins and I cashed out. Didn't want to press my luck.
Becky and Rob pulled in and it was really good seeing them again. We were now up to 4 rigs, but unfortunately Roy and his wife were going to have to leave early Saturday.
Saturday we decided to drive to Ft Simcoe, an 1850ies Army post that was only active for about 3 years and then turned over to the Bureau of Indian Affairs. It had some restored building and the Colonels home was furnished in period doings, but unless your a real history buff or have nothing better to do, don't make a special trip. It was cold, windy and threatening snow and rain so we didn't say long.
(I took pictures of all this to show you but for some reason, I get an error message when I put the card in. Don't know what I'm going to do about that. )
Sunday we had a leisurely breakfast and then I unhooked and got ready to go. Unhooking was as uneventful as hooking so think I'm ready for anything. Before heading home, Toppanish has a wildlife refuge just about 3 miles out of town and since I love to check out these places, I headed here. Well, it is small and not much. I can't add many birds to my list. A magpie, but they are all over the area, a Cinnamon teal, okay that was cool and I heard blackbirds. Oh also swallows but don't know what kind as the fly faster than the eye can see.
I was rather concerned about the pass over the mountain as snow and rain clouds were all around by this time. Called 511 and found out that while the road was wet, conditions were fine and the only thing that happened was that I found out we need windshild wipers.
Monday, April 14, 2008
Victoria
Wow, did I pick a beautiful weekend or what. Sharon and I headed out on Thursday for Victoria BC and we had an absolutely great time. We took the Coho out of Port Angeles (25.00 round trip)and I was shocked at the number of motorhomes and 5th Wheels that were going across.
We didn't take our rig thought, and found a cheap motel called Pauls Motor Inn that was about a mile from the ferry dock. It wasn't bad, the room had a fresh coat a paint (and someone forgot to remove the painters tape on one wall), the rugs weren't the cleanest and kids ran up and down the hallway until late at night, but still, the price was better than most, so we put up with the rest. It was just for sleeping anyway.
The Empress Hotel would have been a better choice if we were rich.$239 Canadian as opposed to $64. at Pauls. But look at that place. Isn't it awesome.
After dropping off our luggage we walked back down town and get directions to take the city bus out to Buschart Gardens. DD warned me that it might be to early for any flowers. OMG, the place was not only full of blooms and the sweet smells were delightful. Buschart is the most beautiful garden that I have ever been to and I have lived in Japan where gardens are fantastic. Warning -- it cost $25.00 to enter the place. A little on the pricy side I think, but then the dollar is way down so that made it worse.
We didn't take our rig thought, and found a cheap motel called Pauls Motor Inn that was about a mile from the ferry dock. It wasn't bad, the room had a fresh coat a paint (and someone forgot to remove the painters tape on one wall), the rugs weren't the cleanest and kids ran up and down the hallway until late at night, but still, the price was better than most, so we put up with the rest. It was just for sleeping anyway.
The Empress Hotel would have been a better choice if we were rich.$239 Canadian as opposed to $64. at Pauls. But look at that place. Isn't it awesome.
After dropping off our luggage we walked back down town and get directions to take the city bus out to Buschart Gardens. DD warned me that it might be to early for any flowers. OMG, the place was not only full of blooms and the sweet smells were delightful. Buschart is the most beautiful garden that I have ever been to and I have lived in Japan where gardens are fantastic. Warning -- it cost $25.00 to enter the place. A little on the pricy side I think, but then the dollar is way down so that made it worse.
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
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Saturday, January 05, 2008
Tree is down, company had gone home, job is finished
And its time to think about getting the old lady (RV) on the road
Red Cross called and asked if I could work Thursdays nights, 1000-0800 cause they had a volunteer quit and I told them that I would, but with all this rain and cold and wind that we have been having, I am seriously thinking about heading south so they better hurry and get someone else trained.
Today I'm on a diet again and I really have to get serious as I put on 5 lbs over the holidays eating so much holiday food. Also I need to start exercising.
Red Cross called and asked if I could work Thursdays nights, 1000-0800 cause they had a volunteer quit and I told them that I would, but with all this rain and cold and wind that we have been having, I am seriously thinking about heading south so they better hurry and get someone else trained.
Today I'm on a diet again and I really have to get serious as I put on 5 lbs over the holidays eating so much holiday food. Also I need to start exercising.
Friday, November 23, 2007
I just have to share this with you
While on Ebay I found a Red Cross Magazine for sale dated Sept 1918 and I thought it might me fun to read and see. Well, it was pretty much a lot of Red Cross propanganda, but I found some advertizements that were just so funny, particularly this one. "Your Boy Must Fight Cooties".
Tomorrow if I have time, I am going to post the best one, White Cross Electric Vibrator. Our outfit gives you the greatest curative agents - Vibration, Faradic and Galvanic electricity.
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
Hummm, we're getting the itch and it isn't even Spring
Some of you know I took a 6 week job just because I didn't have much else planned and I figured why not. Well, it took me a full week to get use to getting out of bed I still forget to turn on the alarm clock. While working is okay, and the money is nice to have, I just think, I like retirement better. I like it when its cold in the house and I can pretend I'm asleep and wait til hubby gets up to make the coffee and bump up the heat. Of course, some of the time, he out-waits me cause nature calls.
Anyway, I am so ready to get into the old RV and head out. Both Hubby and I are getting pulled in to things I really don't want to be pulled into. The Masons are asking more and more of him, and since he has nothing better to do, he does it, and the same with Red Cross. I love helping our troops and what I do, but I would sure like to be on the road.
And why not. I keep thinking we'll go in March, but whats wrong with January. The weather might be the pits but we have a heater and warm coats. If we get caught in a storm, well just park it.
So anyway, while March was looking good, January is looking better.
Saturday, November 17, 2007
Bye, Ian
I heard about a death of a friend of mine. I have known this kid since he was a snot nose little bundle of joy with the widest grin on his face and a smile for everyone. We use to go hiking, and I was never sure that he really enjoyed the hikes (his brother didn't and would vocally complain) but not Ian, he would walk along and talk to me about just about anything and everything. As he grew up, hiking with the old folks just didn't have the same appeal and we saw less and and less of him, but he always came and said hello and we were always so comfortable together, even though we were a generation apart.
He was built like his dad, tall, broad shoulders, good looking. I never understood why some gal didn't snag him. He was shy around girls I guess. They could never compete with his Mom anyway. He adored her and his Dad also. Maybe he was trying to find someone who could cook better than his mom. That would make sense, that would be almost impossible.
He was artistic, and his mom would send us his cartoons. I never understood them, but it was again a generation thing I think. But I certainly was amazed at his talent, that was something you saw right away. And intellect. The boy was a genius.
I remember he use to take me to see his computer, and he'd tell me all about the new program and some awesome thing it could do. Damn, I never understood a word he was telling me, but that didn't matter to either of us. He was just a good kid and I was just the old lady and we were friends.
And he died. He shouldn't have died. He was to damn young. Us old folks are suppose to go first, we shouldn't have to bury our children. Its not fair. Not to him. Not to his family or to his friends. He's leaving to many of us behind.
But he will always live in our hearts. We will always remember that silly grin. We will always remember his talent, his art, and I guess as long as your loved, your still alive.
Will miss you Ian. We had more mountains to hike and you had more pictures to draw.
He was built like his dad, tall, broad shoulders, good looking. I never understood why some gal didn't snag him. He was shy around girls I guess. They could never compete with his Mom anyway. He adored her and his Dad also. Maybe he was trying to find someone who could cook better than his mom. That would make sense, that would be almost impossible.
He was artistic, and his mom would send us his cartoons. I never understood them, but it was again a generation thing I think. But I certainly was amazed at his talent, that was something you saw right away. And intellect. The boy was a genius.
I remember he use to take me to see his computer, and he'd tell me all about the new program and some awesome thing it could do. Damn, I never understood a word he was telling me, but that didn't matter to either of us. He was just a good kid and I was just the old lady and we were friends.
And he died. He shouldn't have died. He was to damn young. Us old folks are suppose to go first, we shouldn't have to bury our children. Its not fair. Not to him. Not to his family or to his friends. He's leaving to many of us behind.
But he will always live in our hearts. We will always remember that silly grin. We will always remember his talent, his art, and I guess as long as your loved, your still alive.
Will miss you Ian. We had more mountains to hike and you had more pictures to draw.
Wednesday, November 07, 2007
Easy Sunday
It's so cool to be retired. While most of the camp was packing up to go home, we still had another full day ahead of us to explore. There was only one beach that we hadn't been to and that was maybe a mile or so down the road.
Now, of course, my feet are covered with mole skin to protect the blisters but I am determined that I am not going to let my tired dogs keep me from seeing the world. The beach was beautiful and we spent about an hour watching some folks learn to kayak in the surf. One tipped over but came right back up. I think it would be fun to try, but Roy said that even in wet suits you get cold so I don't think I'm that interested.
Anyway, on the road back we met one of the park workers and we struck up a conversation. He was very nice and told us a little more about the park. Since most of the folks were now gone, the deer were out enjoying the lawn, and eagle flew overhead and an assortment of little critters darted about.
It was a leisurely day and our luck was holding with the weather.
Now, of course, my feet are covered with mole skin to protect the blisters but I am determined that I am not going to let my tired dogs keep me from seeing the world. The beach was beautiful and we spent about an hour watching some folks learn to kayak in the surf. One tipped over but came right back up. I think it would be fun to try, but Roy said that even in wet suits you get cold so I don't think I'm that interested.
Anyway, on the road back we met one of the park workers and we struck up a conversation. He was very nice and told us a little more about the park. Since most of the folks were now gone, the deer were out enjoying the lawn, and eagle flew overhead and an assortment of little critters darted about.
It was a leisurely day and our luck was holding with the weather.
Saturday, November 03, 2007
27 Oct, More hiking, Oh my aching feet.
Surprisingly, I woke up feeling no pain after yesterdays 12 mile hike, (okay so Im exaggerating a mite)so after breakfast we decided to take the 2.8 mile hike to North Head Lighthouse, the one we saw from the beach yesterday. The sign said "moderated" but I would have added "to strenuous" at least for us old folk.
It started off pretty flat but we knew that couldn't last and soon we started to climb. The trail was really pretty, but it was so shady, most of it was mud and dead leaves and tree roots, all trying to trip me up. I had visions of landing on my butt and spending the day with a big old mudstain on me. There were many of these old growth trees but this one seemed to be one of the larger
The vistas were beautiful, but I didn't like looking most of the time
Up close the lighthouse looked a little sad. The white paint from afar was a dirty yellow up close, the paint was peeling and the plaster cracking. For $2.50 you could climb to the top, but they weren't getting many takers and you can bet I didn't feel the urge. It was a ladder up, not stairs
Not looking forward to the return trip on the muddy trail we took the road instead, which probably added a mile or so to the hike and my dogs were now complaining loudly. Also I felt a blister developing but it was worth the trip as I can add another lighthouse to my collection.
Tomato soup for lunch and maybe a little nap.Then we talked out to the beach and headed south toward the Jetty
It started off pretty flat but we knew that couldn't last and soon we started to climb. The trail was really pretty, but it was so shady, most of it was mud and dead leaves and tree roots, all trying to trip me up. I had visions of landing on my butt and spending the day with a big old mudstain on me. There were many of these old growth trees but this one seemed to be one of the larger
The vistas were beautiful, but I didn't like looking most of the time
Up close the lighthouse looked a little sad. The white paint from afar was a dirty yellow up close, the paint was peeling and the plaster cracking. For $2.50 you could climb to the top, but they weren't getting many takers and you can bet I didn't feel the urge. It was a ladder up, not stairs
Not looking forward to the return trip on the muddy trail we took the road instead, which probably added a mile or so to the hike and my dogs were now complaining loudly. Also I felt a blister developing but it was worth the trip as I can add another lighthouse to my collection.
Tomato soup for lunch and maybe a little nap.Then we talked out to the beach and headed south toward the Jetty
26 October, Friday at the Beach
After a quick breakfast of pancakes that mostly stuck to the pan, and a leisurely cup of coffee, we walked out to Benson Beach (named for a ship that sank in the area) and to the right saw North Head Lighthouse sitting high on a bluff above. Roy thought there might be a trail up but I knew in my heart I wasn't going to try any trail that steep. As it turned out, there was no trail but we got some good pictures. 
Speaking of pictures, the trail to the beach was lined with beautiful red mushrooms. I looked them up and they are called Amanita Muscaria or Fly Agaric and while they are poisonous, they are also hullucinogenic. Thats probably why we saw folks picking them even though there were big signs that it was a criminal offence to pick the mushrooms.
They werent the only muchroom we saw, but these didn't look as pretty.
From the beach we walked back through the closed part of the park and saw a cayote who stared at us as we stared at him.
We wanted to check out the Lewis and Clark Interpretive Center and the other near by lighthouse called Cape Disappointment but it took some doing finding the trail. Once we did it was rated moderate to strenuous but only .6 miles so we took it and started the climb up. What a treat,the vistas of the beach below were beautiful and I didn't have to get close enought to make my fear of heights kick in. We scared a young deer and actually I think she scared me more than I her and we were so high in the trees that a young woodpecker pecked away at an old growth just within feet of us.
The Interpretive Center was awesome, but the $5. charge per person was a little steep. We heard an interesting talk by a docent on the maritine industry and the lighthouse
The Cape Disappointment Lighthouse was built to mark the entrance to the Columbia River and even with two lighthouses, since 1792 about 2000 ships have sunk in the area. ITs not surprizing, sand and silt clog the waterways, and shift around at will. Storms with up to 25 foot swells are common winter occurrances and fog is a year round hazard. One ship we read about the first mate kept hearing this strange noise, it sounded like a rooster, but according to the Captain they were 6 miles out to see. Unfortunately, it was a rooster and they were shortly joining him on the beach.
The trail from the Interpritive Center to the Lighthouse was closed as the Coasties were having live fire practice. I had been willing to try but I was secretly pleased as I didn't think my feet would make another mile and a half and we still had a couple mile jaunt back to camp. I know we ended up walking 5 miles, 6 would be more accurate.
Speaking of pictures, the trail to the beach was lined with beautiful red mushrooms. I looked them up and they are called Amanita Muscaria or Fly Agaric and while they are poisonous, they are also hullucinogenic. Thats probably why we saw folks picking them even though there were big signs that it was a criminal offence to pick the mushrooms.
They werent the only muchroom we saw, but these didn't look as pretty.
From the beach we walked back through the closed part of the park and saw a cayote who stared at us as we stared at him.
We wanted to check out the Lewis and Clark Interpretive Center and the other near by lighthouse called Cape Disappointment but it took some doing finding the trail. Once we did it was rated moderate to strenuous but only .6 miles so we took it and started the climb up. What a treat,the vistas of the beach below were beautiful and I didn't have to get close enought to make my fear of heights kick in. We scared a young deer and actually I think she scared me more than I her and we were so high in the trees that a young woodpecker pecked away at an old growth just within feet of us.
The Interpretive Center was awesome, but the $5. charge per person was a little steep. We heard an interesting talk by a docent on the maritine industry and the lighthouse
The Cape Disappointment Lighthouse was built to mark the entrance to the Columbia River and even with two lighthouses, since 1792 about 2000 ships have sunk in the area. ITs not surprizing, sand and silt clog the waterways, and shift around at will. Storms with up to 25 foot swells are common winter occurrances and fog is a year round hazard. One ship we read about the first mate kept hearing this strange noise, it sounded like a rooster, but according to the Captain they were 6 miles out to see. Unfortunately, it was a rooster and they were shortly joining him on the beach.
The trail from the Interpritive Center to the Lighthouse was closed as the Coasties were having live fire practice. I had been willing to try but I was secretly pleased as I didn't think my feet would make another mile and a half and we still had a couple mile jaunt back to camp. I know we ended up walking 5 miles, 6 would be more accurate.
25 October Off again
Truisms like the best-laid plans of mice and men go oft awry, could have applied to our Thursday. We planned to leave early but on Wednesday the cargo-haulers hired to deliver our new electric bikes called asking if they could deliver them some time on Thursday. They promised by noon, but we just knew that we'd be waiting until mid-afternoon. BUT much to our delight, they managed to make it before hoon and about 1pm we were off, destination Camp Disappointment State Park, WA, right on the southwest tip of the state.
We drove Hwy 6, a windy road with some very narrow bridges, but beautiful farm-scapes, forests and tiny towns with quaint names like Dryad, PeEll and Frances. Hwy 6 west ends at Hwy 101 which followed the contours of the Pacific and just before it turned east again, we jumped off near Long Beach and followed the signs to our new weekend home, Site 54. Cape Diappointment State Park.
The park is heavily forested with an easy jaunt to the beach. Sites are laid out in a circle so you have space and privacy between rigs. Bathrooms and showers were clean and staff was helpful and friendly.
And much to our delight, the weather looked promising.
We drove Hwy 6, a windy road with some very narrow bridges, but beautiful farm-scapes, forests and tiny towns with quaint names like Dryad, PeEll and Frances. Hwy 6 west ends at Hwy 101 which followed the contours of the Pacific and just before it turned east again, we jumped off near Long Beach and followed the signs to our new weekend home, Site 54. Cape Diappointment State Park.
The park is heavily forested with an easy jaunt to the beach. Sites are laid out in a circle so you have space and privacy between rigs. Bathrooms and showers were clean and staff was helpful and friendly.
And much to our delight, the weather looked promising.
Friday, October 05, 2007
End of the Journey
We spent our last night at an Econo Lodge in Prineville, Oregon and it is another town that I would certainly love to return to someday. There is lots of land for sale at a very resonable price and I would love to buy some just to say I have it.
Our last day, we drove to Portland and dropped off George and then headed home. All and all it was a fantastic trip and if I could do it over again, I would park someplace and spend at least a month.
But we have lots of places to see yet and I if I didn't mention it, I think this winter we are going to head south to Yuma and snake our way north, checking out all the National Parks. There are a ton of them, Grand Canyon, last time I was there I was 15. Then Utah has a few, Brice, Arches, etc. Neither Roy or I have been to Yellowstone so that would be on our list and lastly Glacier.
Hope the price of gas goes down.
Our last day, we drove to Portland and dropped off George and then headed home. All and all it was a fantastic trip and if I could do it over again, I would park someplace and spend at least a month.
But we have lots of places to see yet and I if I didn't mention it, I think this winter we are going to head south to Yuma and snake our way north, checking out all the National Parks. There are a ton of them, Grand Canyon, last time I was there I was 15. Then Utah has a few, Brice, Arches, etc. Neither Roy or I have been to Yellowstone so that would be on our list and lastly Glacier.
Hope the price of gas goes down.
John Day Fossil Beds/Cant Ranch
Next to the last day and all of us are both kinna sad that its ending and maybe a little tired of the travel. We took Hwy 7 out of Baker City and then caught Hwy 26, stopping at the amazing John Day Fossil Beds and the Cant Ranch.
This is a few of the mountains of the John Day from the Cant Ranch.
The Cant Ranch House. Mrs Cant said that when she went to heaven she would have a dishtowel in her hands. It was a big sheep ranch and not only did she have lots of hand on the farm to feed, the family also had lots of guests. Poor woman fed them all.
There are three sections to the John Day Fossil Beds. This area is called Painted Hills area. They were amazing and very very red.
This is a few of the mountains of the John Day from the Cant Ranch.
The Cant Ranch House. Mrs Cant said that when she went to heaven she would have a dishtowel in her hands. It was a big sheep ranch and not only did she have lots of hand on the farm to feed, the family also had lots of guests. Poor woman fed them all.
There are three sections to the John Day Fossil Beds. This area is called Painted Hills area. They were amazing and very very red.
Saturday, September 29, 2007
Baker County
Got ta tell you about the Motel. On our trip we stayed at one, count em, one corporate motel, and the rest were all Mom and Pop places. I gotta tell you, I love thoes Mom and Pop places. They seem to try harder, like the microwave popcorn in Joseph and the friendly staff at La Grande, the cute little rooms in Condon with a warning not to wash your birds in the sink. (That really got to me cause I couldn't imagine why anyone would travel with a bird, let alone want to wash it. Roy had to explain about hunting birds) Anyway, when we got to the Bridge Street Motel in Baker City I was more than impressed. The price was just at $50 a night, and they had free daily newspapers, tons of great food at the Continental Breakfast, free WIFI, and a badly needed laundry. I gave it a great rating, but then I got all bit up and I swear they had fleas in the room. Could have been worse, could have been bedbugs, but I rather think it was fleas as they allow dogs.
Okay, we stayed two days in Baker and we could have done more. We drove north to the little town of Haines, Or and they were having Pioneer Days. The ladies were all decked out in pioneer clothes and the men in their jeans and cowboy hats. They squared danced in the street and you could pan for gold and drink homemade cider and visit their museum. They also had a historic park where they brought in and restored old cabins and area building.
Chandler Cottage, The first cabin known to have been built in Baker County about 1861.
Haines Museum, Old time truck. They also had a restored backsmith forge, carriages and slays plus a building full of "stuff". They had a lady who made apple head dolls and one who demonstrated tating.
This isn't a real mine, but it looked like one. Part of the Historic Park.
Okay, we stayed two days in Baker and we could have done more. We drove north to the little town of Haines, Or and they were having Pioneer Days. The ladies were all decked out in pioneer clothes and the men in their jeans and cowboy hats. They squared danced in the street and you could pan for gold and drink homemade cider and visit their museum. They also had a historic park where they brought in and restored old cabins and area building.
Chandler Cottage, The first cabin known to have been built in Baker County about 1861.
Haines Museum, Old time truck. They also had a restored backsmith forge, carriages and slays plus a building full of "stuff". They had a lady who made apple head dolls and one who demonstrated tating.
This isn't a real mine, but it looked like one. Part of the Historic Park.
Baker City
Now I told you that I liked Joseph, but Baker City runs a close second. The town is right off I84 and while I understand from the residents that a few years ago it was on the dead or dying list, it's being rebuilt and restored one building at a time. We found a place to park and immediately went to check out the gold display at the US bank. They had a 9 pound nugget, plus lots of smaller pieces on display. Right across the street is the Geiser Grand Hotel probably Baker City's most recognizable historic building. We met another couple who had just eaten lunch there and they said that the Holel was grander than the food, so we passed on that. But we did check out the walking tour and saw some amazing homes and buildings.
The town is coming back to life due to the determination of the folks who live in the area. We checked out their museum. It was in the Baker City Municipal Natatorium. Now I didn't even know what a Natatorium was but it was built in 1919 and had a indoor Olympic size pool and room for dances etc. The building fell to ruin after WWII but eventually the residents talked the city into buying it and they restored it, filling in the pool, and turning it into a museum. It is awesome and fun and very interesting.
Baker City is on my keeper list.
Oregon Trail Interpretive Center, Baker City
I just don't know where to start when it comes to telling you about Baker City Oregon. First, its right on the Oregon Trail so lots of history in the area. We stopped at the Oregon Trail Interpretive Center which is about 10 minutes out of town and it was awesome. It told the history of the trail mostly in the actual words of the pioneers themselves. They had wagon train displays, Native American displays, etc. Its right off I84 so if you are ever out that way, you need to stop. There is a fee, but for those of us who are lucky enough to have Golden Age passes, its free.
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