I feel the need for a road trip to happen soon and realized I never finished posting from our big trip. My excuse is Im now one of the working…. a fulltime job really puts a damper on fun!

Finally Washington!

See it out there? Its Big. And Narrow.

But first I had to get over The Bridge, The Astoria Megler Bridge. Ugh. As we learned from me holding my breath on the PCH, Im not nuts about driving on tall, narrow things, especially over rough water. The bridge is the longest continuous truss bridge in the US and is 200 ft above the water. AND, about half way over it turns into a terrible rollar coaster-like ride:

And then its just a straight drop to a floating bridge.

I wasn’t crazy about this, but we made it.

We slowly made our way for about 3 hours or so up 101, just enjoying the ride, but the weather was getting pretty miserable, so we decided to stay at Ocean City State Park (I kept calling it OCMD as an homage to my Senior Week trip in’90) which was 20 minutes west of Hoquiam, right on the ocean.  The park is huge, and every spot is really spaced out, plus it was just about empty. We grabbed a nice paved, pull-through by the beach and walked (what seemed like a mile) to the Park Host to buy some wood. The campsite was $21 and right next to our spot was a path to the beach.

Ocean City beach path.

The path goes over some grass covered dunes

Dunes.

Ahh the ocean.

After a few days here, we headed to the Olympic National Forest, which we were really looking forward to. Our chosen path (not that there were many paths to chose from) was to hit Lake Quinault (an hour away from Ocean City), by way of Humptulips. For you nerds out there, Humptulips is Terry Prachett’s favorite place on Earth (he said so in a talk), and is the home base for a group of assassin monkeys in Tom Robbin’s Another Roadside Attraction. For a town of 250, it’s famous!

My friend Kiersten told me about Lake Quinault, and said the lodge was one of her favorite places to go, and I can see why. It’s a beautiful town and the lodge looked fantastic. We parked and walked around a bit, just taking in the scenery.

Lake Quinault.

From the lake, we went to Queets, and the only thing we saw on the way was this:

Logging trucks galore.

The only thing in Queets is a gas station, please stop there, because you won’t see another one for a long, long time. In the  gas station is also the Post Office, the town bus stop and possibly the only grocery store for miles. We bought a bag of popcorn.

Welcome to Queets.

Right up the road is Kalaloch which is definitely worth a stop. The beach has a large campground but they recommend a 21ft limit on RVs, although they have a few spaces that can fit larger models.

Kalaloch.

Educational zone and bridge to the ocean.

I’ve seen photos of Kalaloch in the summer, and it looks totally different — and apparently it books up fast!  Next stop, the Hoh Rainforest!

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We originally looked at C classes and the more people we talked to, we realized people don’t really fulltime in those a lot because if something happens to the engine, you’re also without a house while it’s in the shop. Then we started looking at trailers and really LOOKED at all kind of models and sizes. Then we went to an RV show in Illinois and saw the Airstreams…. Deke’s parents had an Avion in the 70s and I think all those memories just came flooding back and our decision was made! We started researching, looking at resale value and how they hold up over time with heavy use. We really couldn’t afford one, so we knew it would have to be a used model so we just kept looking until we found one in good shape!

Weekend trip to Dinosaur Valley.

 

Long lost weekend at Atlanta State Park.

 

Fishing weekend to Ft Griffin.

 

Halfway to Seattle and doing great.

 

Q4 - Your husband looks like he drives a F150, is that correct?  If so, how does he feel his ½ ton performs and would he prefer more truck?

Deke loved that he could name the trip on the truck computer.

Checking out New Mexico.

Exploring Oregon.

Snowshoeing!

Double stack grilling. Sometimes a necessary evil.

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Back in November, we were finally driving through the Pacific Northwest. Between Cape Blanco and Cape Lookout (6 hours on 101), you’ll find a BOUNTY of ocean front parks with killer views at every one. If you’re in the mood to stop and take your time, this is the day to do it. To be honest, we stopped at so many, I kind of lost track, but I’ll mention a few.

The first park you’ll hit going north on 101 is Bullards Beach. It’s also the last ocean front park before 101 heads east for a bit. It’s also on the lighthouse tour!

Very New England-y.

When 101 heads back west to the shore, you’ll come upon a very picturesque town — Winchester Bay which also borders the Oregon Dunes National Recreation Area.

Not my best photographic moment, but you can see the dunes, right?

I LOVE that several times on this trip we’d see these heavily forested areas pressed up against enormous sand dunes… it was such an awesome sight. There’s a nice little RV park right on the bay called Winchester Bay RV Resort — we didn’t stay there (we’d only been on the road a couple of hours) but we drove around it  and made a note to come back — it looked immaculate.

Beverly Beach access trail from park campground to ocean.

We decided to stop for lunch at Beverly Beach — great parking lot, and really nice campsite with ocean (and dog friendly) access. After many, many beautiful parks and lighthouses we reached Cape Lookout State Park, just south of Tillamook (cheese!!). Please click on the link and watch their video of the park — it’s so much better than any photos I could post.

Our Cape Lookout spot.

The Beach.

Beach Waterfalls.

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I miss art. I miss the paintings and photographs that used to be on my walls and are now under the bed or at friends’ houses. But the more I miss it, the happier I am when I see something really interesting!

That’s how I felt when I saw Matt McCormick’s video and photography installation at the Tacoma Art Museum’s 10th Northwest Biennial a few weeks ago. It wasn’t obvious what the installation, The Great Northwest, was about — just several large photographs of photographs, a video screen playing a scene of cows walking a long a road (they weren’t fenced in) and a display case with a large, dark red leather bound scrap book curatorially listed as “ephemera”.

It wasn’t until I read the wall text that a big smile came across my face and I said to Ingrid and Dante “Now this is an awesome idea”.

This installation was about two separate adventures. The women who took the original adventure were Bev, Berta, Sissie and Clarice and in 1958 they went on a road trip together through Washington, Idaho, Montana and Oregon, and had the foresight to keep a scrapbook of their journey.

Matt McCormick found this scrapbook at a thrift store, and, much like I would’ve done, bought it. There were ticket stubs, black and white photos of themselves (in pajamas smoking cigarettes) and brochures of the landmarks they visited — some which would change only a few months later as the Interstate Highway System began construction in these areas. I can only assume that as he paged through the scrapbook, Matt McCormick got The Idea; to follow the same path — recreating the adventure himself. He would retrace the steps of these four (undoubtedly) sassy ladies and document the changes in the landscape they experienced.

As a traveler, I love everything about this piece. I love that these women took the trip, I love that they made a (detailed, with typed labels) scrapbook about their journey, I love that McCormick found it and bought it and did something with it that allowed me to see it as well. It’s just what I would’ve done.

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Our first rally with our new WBCCI group was held at the Silver Spur RV Park in Silverton, OR a few weeks ago and it was so much fun! (I’m really behind on posts!!)

A lot of silver.

And some blue.

First, you might be wondering why we joined the Oregon WBCCI group and not the Washington group (or maybe you’re not really wondering that at all…). We know a few people in the Oregon group who we really like (Rhonda, and Laura and Kevin) and their rallies seemed to be in some interesting parks and not too far from Seattle, so it was a-go!

Silverton is 229 miles from where we’re parked in Fall City, WA, just on the southeast side of Portland. It has a nice downtown area, the Oregon Garden complete with the only Frank Lloyd Wright house open to the public in the Pacific Northwest,

It's like being back in Oak Park!

and a brewery called 7 Brides.

Everyone planned to be outside, but we're glad the lodge was there.

The Silver Spur park is nice — but as you can see in the photos, don’t go expecting privacy. It seems to be well maintained and they have a really nice lodge that we used for all the dinners.

The biggest fall.

Seventeen miles southeast of Silverton is Silver Falls State Park. The park has 10 waterfalls ranging in height from 27 ft to 177 ft with trails of different distances and difficulty.

Lots of moss.

The South Fall (above and below) trail actually goes behind the fall, so be prepared to get soaked!

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As many of you who follow our blog know, we relocated from Dallas, TX to Seattle, WA last November. It was NOT your typical move (to say the least). We took our time, avoided major highways where possible, and tried to make the most of what would possibly be a once in a lifetime opportunity to Airstream up the West Coast.

The Path

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We started in Dallas on November 3rd. After a couple days visiting friends in Austin, we made our way west through Texas.

We veered a bit to see Marfa and Marathon, brushed Mexico as we drove through El Paso, and passed through the southwestern tip of New Mexico

before hitting Tucson, AZ.

From Tucson, we set sights on Los Angeles (or rather, how to avoid Los Angeles traffic) as a launching point for our northern route up the Pacific Coast Highway.

We rolled up the windy PCH to and through San Francisco until we hit the other side of the Golden Gate Bridge. We decided the lower half of the PCH was all the excitement we could handle and that the 101 would be a “less tense” route for the remainder of California.

At the northwestern corner of CA, we drove through the Avenue of the Giants on our way to Oregon’s coast – one of the highlights of the trip for us both.

After leisurely exploring the coastal campsites of Oregon, we finally made it to Washington, but our trip wasn’t over yet.

Once we hit the Washington border, we continued up the coast until moving inward to visit the Hoh Rainforest.

After narrowly escaping the “biblical flooding” that threatened to close the road to Hoh, we circled back and up the Olympic Peninsula.

You could say that we dragged our heels a bit on the last few days, trying to soak every last drop of fun out of this amazing trip. On November 24th, our journey ended as we parked in Fall City, WA – our new home.

The Numbers

Total time – 21 days

Total time spent driving – 53 hours

Average driving time per day – 2.5 hours

Total Miles driven – 3077

Total Campground Fees – $467.49

Total Gasoline – $1311.25

Total Food – $569.15

Total Propane – $71.46

Total Trip – $2419.35

The Jist

Most Expensive Park – Marin RV Park ($44.55 per night)

Least Expensive Park – TIE – Painted Rock Petroglyph State Park AND a Friend ($FREE)

Worst Park Overall – Marin RV Park

Best Park Overall – Cape Blanco State Park

Best Boondocking Park – Painted Rock Petroglyph State Park

Scariest Point of the Trip – TIE – Watching grass blades touch the side of the Weas as we made tight turns on the PCH AND almost getting flood-locked at Hoh Rainforest.

Goofiest Point of the Trip – Getting taken out by the Oregonian coast’s humongous waves

Most Memorable Campsite – Humboldt Redwood National Forest – squeezing the Weas in between the redwoods to camp was AWESOME.

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Last night the temperature dipped below freezing … our windows were frozen shut this morning in the car and I almost killed myself falling down the ice covered stairs when going out to walk the dog. After 13 years in Chicago, you’d think I’d be used to the cold — but you never get used to it! It was then I realized how happy I am to have these two things:

Electric Mattress Pad Cover

Thick enough that you can't feel the coils.

Yes, it's a king. More on that below.

I’ve never had an electric blanket or an electric mattress pad heater, which is amazing because I’m always cold at night. I was unaware that these items had progressed from the terrible and weird electric blanket I had at my grandmother’s house in the 80s, so I’d written them off, until Rich Luhr suggested checking out the electric mattress pad heaters when I (probably) complained incessantly about how cold the mattress is due to the fact our 27 ft layout places it directly above our outside storage area. After spending a few weeks in Oregon and Washington in December, I was cold enough to head to the closest Macy’s and pick up this Slumber Rest (sorry, that’s a terrible photo of the packaging) in the only size they had available — King. I really didn’t care if it was going to be loose, I’d have at least one sheet over it anyway holding it in place, and that was good enough for me. The only review of the product on Amazon gives this version a bad rating, but I disagree with them completely. I can’t feel any of the wires, and neither can Deke, there are a few ways you can heat up the pad (we prefer a little Pre-Heat setting to slowly get it up to speed) and it’s really easy to use. The Low setting just warms things up enough before you dive in, and 2 is really the most we ever have it at. Once we accidentally put it at 5 and almost sweated to death. Luckily you can set it to turn off automatically after a few hours. Oh, and each side control itself, so I’m a 2 and Deke’s a Low. I’ve never regretted buying this, and when it dies, I’ll buy another one immediately!

Portable Electric Heater

One small heater.

I really didn’t want another gadget around, but after seeing the power of these little things, I caved. The Vornado person heater is about $30 and so far really worth it. I move it around the Airstream depending on where I want it, it’s got two speeds and it turns off automatically if its not totally level. And it’s small (I couldn’t think of a device we all shared as a size comparison, but I figure everyone kind of knows how big an iphone is).

Small and powerful.

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There are a lot of capes in Oregon, and we stopped at them all, but Cape Blanco was my favorite. Located a few miles north of Port Orford, the Cape Blanco State Park sits on a cliff overlooking the ocean,

Im standing on a trail at the park looking front....

and standing at the same place looking behind me at the Airstream.

with hiking trails,

Trail through the park....shared with horses sometimes.

and beach trails,

Ahh, a man and his dog.

a lighthouse,

View of lighthouse down the path from our spot.

Driving into the park.

and a pioneer cemetery with graves of the Irish who settled here.

Pioneer cemetery.

We stayed in spot #44 for 3 days ($12 a night)– in addition to RV sites, they also have cabins for rent and a special section for campers with horses. Even though the park was amazing, we had just as much fun venturing into the town of Port Orford to eat at the famous Crazy Norwegians, get some groceries at Seaweed Natural Grocery and Cafe and do laundry:

Definitely check out Duds-n-Suds in Port Orford,

It's clean, and they have really nice new washers and dryers!

We also checked out the fishing docks:

The rest of the time, we just hung out at the beach…..

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We’ve been trying for months to make a usable surface out of the refrigerator doors.

No magnets makes it look sad.

We thought we’d paint the back side of the wooden door panels with magnetic paint, but when we removed the panels, we learned that the wood used is the bottom of the barrel — literally. It’s anything but smooth and on our bottom panel, it looked like Airstream had cobbled a few random pieces together.

Then we thought we’d just get a new piece of wood cut thin enough to slide back in place and paint those with magnetic paint. No deal — we went to several lumber places in Texas and were told they didn’t cut wood that thin.

Then last week I had an a-ha moment! Chalkboard vinyl!!

This is what I wanted.

After a few searches, I found H & H Sign Supply online and they sell rolls of vinyl by the foot in lengths of either 12″ or 24″. Our refrigerator space is exactly 4 ft tall and 24″ wide, so 4 ft cost about $11 (shipping is almost as much as the vinyl itself, but everything came in under $20).

It comes in one big roll, so we just measured out the length we needed for each panel (there was none to spare), peeled off the backing and attached it to the panels. On our upper panel, which was really smooth on the back (non-silver side) we attached it with no problems at all. On the bottom panel, the back side was a mess, so we attached it to the silver side, and maybe because of the silver coating, it was a bit harder. We experienced a lot of air bubbles and had to constantly put on/take off the vinyl to smooth out the bubbles. You can see there might still be a few which I’ll work out later….

Overall, pretty smooth!!

Overall, I’m completely psyched about this — it might be my best idea yet (curtsy).  P.S. It’s really hard to find plain old chalk….

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We thought the Redwoods would be the final exciting thing we saw in California, but the state held two more surprises:

They look much bigger in person.

Two hours north on 101, we were just driving by, minding our own business when BAM! 50 ft tall Paul Bunyan. Paul and Babe are in the parking lot of the Trees of Mystery, which were closed (early morning, end of November), so we never found out what the mystery was….

As if that wasn’t enough excitement, a little later down the road came the Ship Ashore Resort:

I'd like Harrison Ford's old room please.

The Ship has seen better days, but I’d read that the cast of Star Wars stayed here when they were filming in Crescent City, so we gave it a nod of respect as we drove by.

Ok, now onto Oregon….. We’d never been to Oregon before, but somehow developed these grand expectations of what the coast would be like — big rocks, big waves, big tress.

Oregon welcomes you.

But before we hit our first campsite at Cape Blanco, these things happened:

Oh, hello Oregon.

Then when we pulled over for some ocean viewing, we were silly enough NOT to keep our eyes on the giant waves. If you look closely — there’s a huge one coming up behind me in this photo. About 10 seconds later, Deke and I would both be on the sand, under the water. Luckily my super husband kept the camera above his head!

The sea is angry today my friend.

The first place you might want to stop at after crossing into Oregon is the Crissy Field State Recreation Site. It’s THE Visitors Center — they have every kind of map and guide you could need, plus they have dog treats that they love to hand out. The recreation site has a lounge, a coffee bar, restrooms, a huge parking lot (with special RV parking), miles of beach front and a nature preserve. It’s a great place to stop and stretch your legs.

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