Wednesday, July 1, 2015

Sadness strikes in Bandon, Oregon

We stayed in Santa Rosa through Father’s Day and my birthday. We seized the moment and got stuff done like vet’s visits for Miss Madison and eye doc appointments for us. And, as usual, we let the Gladiator run our lives while there. We got some Scandia play time (the local arcade and peewee golf), some Chuck E Cheese time, some beach time, some Redwood Hill Farm petting zoo time, and some Armstrong Redwoods State Park time. 

The Gladiator and mom checkin' out the goats.

Max and his Oma at the farm.

M-a-a-a-a-a-a-x-x-x-x!


A couple of flowers at the Redwood Hill Farm.

Max looking for squirrels at Armstrong Redwoods 

That is one big tree. Probably make a few houses out of it...

Good times at Armstrong Woods State Park.

Max hiding inside the tree.

This is what it is all about!

Always beware where you put your hands when removing the tire covers! Ouch!

As usual, we managed to snub any and all friends and former neighbors on this visit. One thing we noticed is the serious decline in visual beauty of the Sonoma county area. Granted, the state is in serious drought mode, but that should not give excuse to throwing in the towel on even basic roadside maintenance, trash pick up, etc. But you can certainly tell where the money is and how loud it talks...we saw not one dead or dying grapevine, all vineyards being the brightest of bright green.

Happy Father’s Day then back on the road again. We wanted to stop in and say hi to Jeanne’s brothers and mother up in Redding, so we travelled to that area and set up for a couple of days at the Winn-River Casino between Redding and Anderson. They have a nice area at the back of the casino/resort that is all paved, FHU’s, and they let you use the pool area which is a really good thing in the summertime.

RV sites behind the Winn-River Casino.

After a nice visit with the family, it was northbound for us into Oregon and first stop Brookings. We found a beachfront RV park, named, who’d have guessed(?), Beachfront RV Park, and stayed for 4 days. With that as our base, we ventured north and checked out several of the scenic areas along the Samuel H Boardman State Scenic Corridor. The RV park itself was not much to write home about, and a bit overpriced for what it was. The sites were skinny and jammed together, the bath/showers were beat up and run down, and the laundry facilities were needy to say the least. But the scenery in the area was nice even though you are basically in the middle of nowhere, no metropolis towns close enough to explore.

Check out our backyard in Brookings, OR.

The beach in front of our RV park.

Some of the lovely coastline north of Brookings.

One of many arched rocks.

This was a cool natural bridge/arched rocks area in the Samuel H Boardman State Scenic Corridor.

A closer view...

Whaleshead Point, I think it looks like just a rock, myself.

Tide pool area at the beach.

Oregon sure has a lot of large rocks sticking out of it's ocean...

Next stop, Cape Blanco State Park. The campgrounds there were very nice. The sites were private amid heavy trees and shrubs and they had 50A service and water. Unfortunately at this time, the dump station was closed due to system failure. Good thing we were empty. We checked out the Cape Blanco Lighthouse and nearby Port Orford, a small town with not much to it. While we were here, Madison our 11 year old Cocker Spaniel developed a cough with a small amount of blood. We found a veterinarian hospital in Bandon about 30 miles north, so in we went again. We spoke often about wanting to tour the country and see all the Presidential Libraries (we were in Little Rock at Clinton’s, but it was closed at the time, then we were in Dallas near the Bush Library, but the feds decided to close up shop at that very time). But now we half-jokingly tell everyone we are touring all the veterinarian hospitals coast to coast, and that is close to the truth. We had bloodwork and an X-Ray done and the vet put her on some Prednisone and a couple other pills. 2 days later, little Maddie took a turn for the worst, up all night unable to breath well, coughing (no blood), and at 5 in the morning fell off the bed and did not move. We rushed her back to the vet and blood work showed she probably had cancer with an internal bleeder. Maddie was huffing and puffing and by now was whimpering often. We could not bare to see her suffering, so we made the heart-wrenching but humane decision. Little Miss Madison passed away at about 9:30am on July 1, 2015. It was a hard time for all 3 of us...Jeanne, myself, and Woodrow Wilson (Woody, our 6 year old Chihuahua/Terrier). Rest in peace, Madison, we will see you when we get there...and we’ll bring TREATS!

Some of the wildflowers growing inside the Cape Blanco State Park campground.

Some of the "wild" trees at the park.

Cape Blanco Lighthouse.

Another arch near Cape Blanco.

Still another "wild" tree at the campground.

The love of my life posing in front of a large fish sculpture in old town Bandon. The fish made entirely of junk washed up on the beaches.

Madison, we will miss your headstrong personality and incessant warmth.  You will occupy our thoughts until we meet up again. You are at peace now...


Now being the week leading up to the 4th of July, we found space at the Bandon RV Park for a couple of days, but from here we may try to dry camp at the Mill’s Casino near Coos Bay and North Bend, we’re still not sure. I guess you’ll know when we know, until then...make sure you cherish what you have when you have it, that goes for people, pets, or whatever.

Thursday, June 11, 2015

Atlantic Ocean to Pacific Ocean in 7 days

We did an overnighter at a COE campground, Rudd’s Creek campground near Boydton, VA. This was a nice campground, sites spacious and semi-private hidden amongst the trees and brush, right on the banks of the John H. Kerr Reservoir. It was a bit pricey as far as typical COE’s go, $26 per night but with full hookups.

Home sweet home at Rudd's Creek COE.

John H. Kerr Reservoir

Eastbound and down, we arrived at Virginia Beach. Our first stop was the North Landing Beach Campground just 40 minutes from downtown and the main beach area. This was an RV “resort” that was undergoing massive construction, non-stop dump trucks full of dirt for fill along the waterline all day long. The sites for RV’s were not well maintained, with knee-high weeds growing through the gravel/dirt, terrible knuckle-busting access to the water spigot that was in-ground, and the sewer hookup was too high off the ground for gravity dumping. Nevertheless, we stayed here for a couple of days to check out Virginia Beach. Very nice beach area, nice boardwalk, but the military aviation traffic is all day long, with fighter jets, some solo and some in groups, taking off from the nearby base creating a deafening jet noise. I’m not sure how the residents of the area maintain their hearing, the jet noise is so constant and loud.

Virginia Beach

The boardwalk at Virginia Beach

A cute babe posing in front of the statue of Poseidon, Virginia Beach.

Virginia Beach Law Enforcement Memorial
One of the noisy neighbors...

Jeanne helping herself to some of the ample strawberries that are grown in this area, big on their Strawberry Festivals.

The Heritage Plantation at Virginia Beach.

A fixer-upper we found just down the road from the Heritage Plantation. I think I see some Poltergeists...
After nearly going deaf, we headed up to Williamsburg/Jamestown/Yorktown to hang out in the middle of some of the Revolutionary War historical areas. Somehow, just standing in the different historical areas is an awesome experience. All the old buildings, monuments, gravesites, and an on-going archaeological on-site dig stir up all kinds of thoughts about our past, how things turned out, what-if’s had circumstances been different, etc. It all makes one’s head swirl... We stayed at a really nice Christian campground called the Williamsburg Christian Retreat Center in Toano, VA. This was a Passport America park, at $15 per night, for full hookups set amid a thick tree stand, so don’t hold out for any satellite reception here.

The Governor's Mansion at Williamsburg, from days gone by...

One of the grave sites, adorned with the skull and crossbones evoking visions of the pirate life.

Take a ride down the main drag in Williamsburg.

Example of the old buildings

The main drag in Williamsburg, tourists included.

Active dig going on at Jamestown.

Remains of one of the churches.

The church had a pretty good view...

May they rest in peace

Site of the first landing.


Victory Monument at Yorktown.

Yorktown architecture.

More Yorktown


Where's Waldo? Find the turtle in the muck...

Snakes in the muck...

More tourists, sunning themselves...

Sadly, while here in Toano, I got the call from my sister that my mother had a stroke back in Sacramento, CA. She has had a couple of prior TIA incidents, but this one was a full on stroke. We terminated our stay here and headed directly across country (2,800+ miles worth) to return to Sacramento. We traveled about 400 miles per day until our return. That was a bit tough on the nerves, we caught Hwy. 80 in Iowa and rode it in, staying at several Cracker Barrel restaurants, WalMarts, and the Cabela’s in Boomtown along the way, with an occasional park for hookups mixed in for laundry. I say, if you have not tried Cracker Barrel for free overnighters, it is worth a shot. If you take your significant other out to dinner there, you can plan on a meal for 2 & the dry-camping overnight space for about $30, not a bad deal at all. They even have a free map of all the Cracker Barrel locations nationwide, ALL of them allow free RV overnighting (just make sure you do not ruin it for others by abusing this privelege---no slides, no jacks, no set up of any kind, be “drive-ready” at all times, and for Pete’s sake, CLEAN UP after your pets!) This goes for any and all other business establishments that allow RV overnighters. And a little hint for Cabela’s-they post signs all over the truck/RV parking areas (“No Overnight Parking”). They DO allow overnight parking, just go inside and talk to the manager or customer service person. They may request you pay a $5 overnight fee, or if you happen to need to buy anything in the store, just show your receipt and you are in for the night. These overnight stops are real handy for we who need to cover a lot of distance in a short time.

We got to Sacramento as my mother was just finishing up at the rehab hospital in Roseville. She recovered pretty well, with her main issue now being her speech. I got her settled in back at her house and she immediately got back into her usual routines, mobility not being an issue. We stayed with her for a little over a week, then hit the road again leaving the job of overseeing her recovery to my sister who also lives in Sacto.


Our next order of business is to pay a visit to the Gladiator, our grandson Maximus in Santa Rosa. From there, we just aren’t sure of which way we will be heading...