Between rain showers, I went back and forth to and from the office and we finally settled on a four-day stay until Friday when we’ll head to Tillamook. When I got our housing for the week all settled, it was time to take Gizmo for a romp and for us to eat lunch. Almost all of the park is mowed grass
so Giz took off with ears flying. All of a sudden, he stopped and buried his head in the grass. This usually means he found a bug to eat, but in this case, as I soon found out, it was a pile of elk poop.
I was too late in jerking on the leash. He was already eating something, and I never did find out if it was a bug or a piece of poop. I really don’t think I want to know anyway! He was on a very short leash for the remainder of his romp.
We returned to the rig and I popped the cap on the second test beer, “Brutal Bitter”. It also was very good but had a little too much bitterness for my palate. The rest of the day was spent kickin’ it until the Monday Night Football games. The first game had an unbelievable comeback with about four minutes left in the game. The second game was the Raiders and the Chargers at Oakland. Now, for those of you who are not familiar with my allegiances, I hold Card #1 of the Raider-Hater Club. I am a charter member. The game was not pretty. The Raiders played better, but the Chargers won the game at the last minute. I am still too uptight to go to bed. I have to get to sleep though. I don’t want to sleep through “Predator Quest” tomorrow morning. I’m sure Gizmo will get me up in time. It’s his favorite show.
We got up early, full of anticipation. Gizmo got a romp and I got a shower. We both felt better! After the show, Claudia and I left to see Lincoln City, wash the car and do laundry. We then turned around and headed south to the “World’s Smallest Harbor”, Depoe Bay.
We returned to the rig and I popped the cap on the second test beer, “Brutal Bitter”. It also was very good but had a little too much bitterness for my palate. The rest of the day was spent kickin’ it until the Monday Night Football games. The first game had an unbelievable comeback with about four minutes left in the game. The second game was the Raiders and the Chargers at Oakland. Now, for those of you who are not familiar with my allegiances, I hold Card #1 of the Raider-Hater Club. I am a charter member. The game was not pretty. The Raiders played better, but the Chargers won the game at the last minute. I am still too uptight to go to bed. I have to get to sleep though. I don’t want to sleep through “Predator Quest” tomorrow morning. I’m sure Gizmo will get me up in time. It’s his favorite show.
We got up early, full of anticipation. Gizmo got a romp and I got a shower. We both felt better! After the show, Claudia and I left to see Lincoln City, wash the car and do laundry. We then turned around and headed south to the “World’s Smallest Harbor”, Depoe Bay.
Boats going in and out of the harbor do so one at a time, in a narrow, twisting channel that is probably about 25’ wide.
Outer entrance
Just inside the outer entrance
Going under the bridge
Outer entrance
Just inside the outer entrance
Going under the bridge
After going under the bridge, the channel opens to the harbor.
The inner harbor
The inner harbor
I don’t know how many boats the harbor holds, but it’s not very many. We then had lunch and returned to the park to sit in the shade and relax. After relaxing, we went inside and watched a movie about the Crusades. Good flick, very bloody, but good!
The next morning was another lazy morning. Claudia got up, got the mutt out of his cage and brought him to bed to keep me company. He slowly crawled under the covers, curled up next to my leg and promptly went back to sleep. After a while, I got up, making sure I didn’t disturb the still-sleeping furball. As I poured my first cup of coffee, the pitter-patter of light rain started. Great...right after washing the car! The pitter-patter increased to a small crescendo and we now had a moderate to heavy rain going. (I used San Diego area rain standards to describe “moderate to heavy”. Up here, they would probably classify this as a “drizzle”. The “normal” rainfall here is 40 to 60 inches a year!) Gizmo’s morning romp is going to have to wait. After a while, the rain slacked off a bit and I donned my official Alaska rain parka and put on a Stetson with its own rain cover and prepared Gizmo for an abbreviated romp. I first tried the protected grass area under the awning. Nope! The smells weren’t right. OK dog, we are going to get wet. We walked out to another grass area under a nice full tree. He liked that spot and soon finished his potty duties. We returned to the safety of the rig, dried off and had breakfast.
After breakfast, we got ready to drive about ten miles to a Starbuck’s to get our email. Gizmo whined and sniveled and pouted until we agreed to take him along. When we got there, I went inside, ordered my usual “Penguin Mocha”, a half dark chocolate, half white chocolate, extra-hot , and sat down to log into the Internet. I checked the status of the boxes being shipped to our starting park in Tillamook, retrieved several company emails and budgets and a couple of correspondence letters and then shut down. Since the boxes wouldn’t be delivered until much later today, we decided to return to the park in Lincoln City and kick it for the day. Now, “kicking it” included revisions, re-revisions and a couple of re-re-revisions as dictated by the letters, budgets and emails I received today. I can’t wait until the schedule is done, set in stone and finished so we can finish our calendar. Every time we have to go back to change things, there are chances for errors…and errors we don’t need!
Thursday is our last full day here in Lincoln City and we are scheduled for visitors…Larry & Linda and Jim & Marty. The sun is out but it’s still cool. The official Adventure Caravans weather gauge reads 66.7 degrees. I just switched from shorts to levis. About noonish, they both showed up and we had a great reunion. Jim made some of his famous salsa and Claudia did the margaritas. We all toasted the return of “Los Flojos”, the name of our small group.
Los Flojos (minus Claudia who took the picture)
The next morning was another lazy morning. Claudia got up, got the mutt out of his cage and brought him to bed to keep me company. He slowly crawled under the covers, curled up next to my leg and promptly went back to sleep. After a while, I got up, making sure I didn’t disturb the still-sleeping furball. As I poured my first cup of coffee, the pitter-patter of light rain started. Great...right after washing the car! The pitter-patter increased to a small crescendo and we now had a moderate to heavy rain going. (I used San Diego area rain standards to describe “moderate to heavy”. Up here, they would probably classify this as a “drizzle”. The “normal” rainfall here is 40 to 60 inches a year!) Gizmo’s morning romp is going to have to wait. After a while, the rain slacked off a bit and I donned my official Alaska rain parka and put on a Stetson with its own rain cover and prepared Gizmo for an abbreviated romp. I first tried the protected grass area under the awning. Nope! The smells weren’t right. OK dog, we are going to get wet. We walked out to another grass area under a nice full tree. He liked that spot and soon finished his potty duties. We returned to the safety of the rig, dried off and had breakfast.
After breakfast, we got ready to drive about ten miles to a Starbuck’s to get our email. Gizmo whined and sniveled and pouted until we agreed to take him along. When we got there, I went inside, ordered my usual “Penguin Mocha”, a half dark chocolate, half white chocolate, extra-hot , and sat down to log into the Internet. I checked the status of the boxes being shipped to our starting park in Tillamook, retrieved several company emails and budgets and a couple of correspondence letters and then shut down. Since the boxes wouldn’t be delivered until much later today, we decided to return to the park in Lincoln City and kick it for the day. Now, “kicking it” included revisions, re-revisions and a couple of re-re-revisions as dictated by the letters, budgets and emails I received today. I can’t wait until the schedule is done, set in stone and finished so we can finish our calendar. Every time we have to go back to change things, there are chances for errors…and errors we don’t need!
Thursday is our last full day here in Lincoln City and we are scheduled for visitors…Larry & Linda and Jim & Marty. The sun is out but it’s still cool. The official Adventure Caravans weather gauge reads 66.7 degrees. I just switched from shorts to levis. About noonish, they both showed up and we had a great reunion. Jim made some of his famous salsa and Claudia did the margaritas. We all toasted the return of “Los Flojos”, the name of our small group.
Los Flojos (minus Claudia who took the picture)
It means “The Lazy Ones” or “The one who kick back”. We each had a couple of margaritas and then Cladia brot out another picture of drinks. We had a cuple mor and were starting too have fun. After abowt fore of her mergeritas, I started two cuk tha carney asaada.
It was gud! We had lots of fun and slep purty gud!
Friday morning! Today we move to Pleasant Valley RV Park in Tillamook and officially start the caravan. We have four “pre-days” before the caravan actually starts on the 22nd to get everything prepared, confirmed and set up. Needless to say, we will be busy. Before we took off from the Elks RV Park, we headed into town for breakfast with Jim and Marty before they headed home. The drive to Tillamook was a short hour at an average speed of about 40 mph along a winding, scenic Highway 101.
The Pleasant Valley park is about seven miles south of Tillamook itself and is a beautiful grass, gravel and dirt park set in among many beautiful trees.
Friday morning! Today we move to Pleasant Valley RV Park in Tillamook and officially start the caravan. We have four “pre-days” before the caravan actually starts on the 22nd to get everything prepared, confirmed and set up. Needless to say, we will be busy. Before we took off from the Elks RV Park, we headed into town for breakfast with Jim and Marty before they headed home. The drive to Tillamook was a short hour at an average speed of about 40 mph along a winding, scenic Highway 101.
The Pleasant Valley park is about seven miles south of Tillamook itself and is a beautiful grass, gravel and dirt park set in among many beautiful trees.
We got our rigs all set up and met one of the two guests that are already here. We then picked up mail and Claudia, Linda and Larry headed into Tillamook to cash checks, visit stores and do “stuff” while Gizmo and I stayed behind to finish setting up the rig, set up the computers and check the email. We didn’t have email in Lincoln City so there was a bunch of essential and non-essential stuff waiting for me. Due to a slow connection, the essential stuff with downloads and attachments took almost an hour to go through, absorb, forward to Claudia’s computer and print. The non-essential stuff took an additional 15 seconds to go through.
The motorhome has taken on a new look. There are boxes everywhere. There is paperwork everywhere. Now the real work begins. There is no more play time. I need to go. There is work to be done. Bye!
The motorhome has taken on a new look. There are boxes everywhere. There is paperwork everywhere. Now the real work begins. There is no more play time. I need to go. There is work to be done. Bye!
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Hey Guys,
Sounds like a party we would like to be at! Please tell Linda and Larry we say hello! We are really missing being with you all, but we are really excited about our construction beginning her in "HOT" Yuma! We wish you a very successful caravan and we are sorry that we are not part of it!
Love to you all, Linda and Andy
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