Live, travel, adventure, bless, and don’t be sorry. –Jack Kerouac
Live, travel, adventure, bless, and don’t be sorry. –Jack Kerouac
Our 2014 trip to Oregon, we’ve now done it for three summers running, was a big one. Gone nearly two full months, we left in the Jeep and returned with the Jeep and an R-pod trailer. There were many highlights from our two months away, these are just some of them. Adventures listed, of course, in totally random order.
And, by the way, looking at the photos from our trip recently I was struck by how wonderful an experience like this is. We love being together, love seeing new places, love the strange and random and cool and gorgeous and amazing sights along the way, love seeing the world and meeting new people. We have the same adventurous and fun and silly spirit, my honey and I. This was an incredible adventure and a gift we were lucky to share with each other. Life, ours, is stunningly beautiful. Both the adventures on the road and also the adventures we have on a daily basis at home. It’s all a miracle to me. Deep and full and filled with so much light, beauty, and love.
OK, OK… enough of me waxing on about life, etc. Here are the details of the trip, as I said, in no particular order.
We love our jeep! Not one problem with it and it pulled like a champion! Man… what a great ride. What a beast. It averaged 30 miles per gallon going out and after we got the trailer we averaged somewhere between 14 or 15. Amazing.
Love LilyPod! It’s what we named the trailer. It has a picture of a frog lounging on a lily pad on the side of it so it seemed fitting to name her LilyPod. Lily for short. She’s an amazing rig and we couldn’t be happier with her.
7190 Miles travelled… whew… that’s a lot of miles.
13 States visited, a couple of them more than once, in order – Illinois, Iowa, Minnesota, South Dakota, Wyoming, Montana, Idaho, Washington, Oregon, California, Nevada, Utah, Wyoming, Nebraska, Iowa, Illinois
Drive to Oregon done over seven days. Six nights of hotels with dogs, lugging in luggage, and ice chests, and electronic equipment and cameras. It was also filled with interesting sights and lovely countryside.
Not long after we got to Oregon, and after our camping trip to Davis where I did use a big camera, I decided I wasn’t going to use the big cameras anymore during the trip. I decided to use only my iPhone, try to be more in the moment and not behind the lens. It was a nice break, and I was still able to capture some pretty cool pics with the iPhone camera.
We met people with Rpods at gas station near Kennewick, on our way to Oregon, who let us look inside their trailers and gave us some tips, including sway bar (which we are so glad we got!). We all talked to each other for a good half and hour or 45 minutes and we exchanged info with them. Very nice people and a great experience.
K’s work computer bag fell out of the back of the Jeep at a gas station after we left Kennewick and we didn’t know it. Some good samaratin saw it happen and turned it in to the gas station attendant who searched the bag, found her number, and called her, thank goodness!
1 night spent at Mom’s before we got the trailer.
We had an 11:00 AM appointment to pick up the trailer the day after we arrived in Oregon. They gave us a tour, quickly showed us the mechanicals, helped to set the brake controller, and took me for a little test drive around the block with Jeep towing trailer before they unleashed us, rookies, on the world. We had a day and a half to get it all outfitted and ready for camping before we left for Davis Lake. In retrospect it was all a bit rush rush, but it worked out OK.
Dry camped for three nights at Davis Lake. It was hot, but cold at night, and we loved every minute of it. The dogs adjusted to the trailer right away. We loved Lily immediately.
Davis Lake was a lot of fun, camping with my bro and Vicki and Mom and all the Hale kids and their families. Once we were there and set up, we got to stop and be mellow and relax for the first time since leaving home. Plus, as a bonus, it’s beautiful there. Central Oregon is amazing. And to me, it smells like vanilla. Always this undertone of it in the air.
Inner tubing at Davis. We bought float tubes and took them to Davis. I went down the creek with K and Vicki and also with Mom. We did it a couple of times. Once K and V and I floated all the way down the creek and out into the Lake. We had to paddle a lot there at the end and then walk back quite a ways, but it was a kick in the butt. Fun times.
No fouling! Meaning, avert your gaze if you don’t want to hear this, we don’t poo in the trailer. It’s a steadfast rule. In England there are signs all around to remind people to clean up after their dogs. These signs have a dog and a pile of poo with a red circle crossed out and they say no fouling. This has always cracked me up, so we incorporated the saying for the trailer. No fouling. Period. It makes us laugh. And, as the person who hooks, unhooks, and is responsible for making sure all the waste, black and gray, gets cleaned out, I appreciate this rule.
Countless high fives. K and I love to high five. Who knows why. She kind of started it, and I once gave her a bad time about it, while chuckling of course, but we do it all the time. Any time any little thing goes well, or is fun, or is cool, we high five. I can’t even count the number of high fives we did during the trip. And that, my friends, deserves a ::: high five :::
Stopping at rest stops for lunch every day. On the drive down the Pacific Coast and then east we would stop at rest stops or truck stops or pull outs on the side of the road, and make sandwiches for lunch every day. It was very relaxing. We didn’t eat restaurant food at all, during travel days, except when we were in the wind delay in Wyoming and then for dinner the last two nights (we were just plain ready to be home, though we still made sandwiches in the trailer for lunch those days). Being able to just pull over, make sandwiches, and relax for lunch was a fantastic bonus that having the trailer gave us.
My honey drove the trailer in Nebraska and did small 1 or 2 hour stints every day from there to home… So proud of her for driving! Driving the trailer, for novices, is/was intimidating. It’s a whole new ballgame to pull something that’s big, bulky, and weighs 3300 pounds. The whole driving experience is different, and it’s at tad scary. My honey was nervous about it so for the most part I drove. By the time we got home, having driven all those miles, I was feeling pretty darn comfortable, though still cautious, about pulling it. But, after our stormy night at the Walmart in Laramie we decided were going to cut a day off our plans and try to make it home early. Longer days driving meant I needed a break. I could do six or even seven hours by myself, with a break for lunch, but driving 8 or 9 hours a day… tiring. Thank goodness for her. She came through in a big way and despite being nervous about it, she drove like a champion.
Antennae television in LilyPod. There are actual cable/satellite hookups on Lily you can use if you have hookups at the parks you stay at. We actually had cable at a couple of RV parks, though we only really watched TV one night. Something that’s totally funny though, kind of like finding strange radio stations when you travel, was turning on the antennae, when we didn’t have cable available at all, and seeing what we could get for channels. Some places, nothing. Others, strange off channels broadcasting weird stuff. Kind of cool. I actually found an episode of Wonder Woman once. Caught the last half of it, then turned it off. We didn’t really watch much TV this trip. It’s more fun to just hang out, make dinner, be together, walk the pups, and read. Which is what we did most nights. But the antennae tv, kind of quirky, and cool.
Speaking of reading. I did lots of it. Loved it. The Kindle, for traveling, is awesome.
Convoyed with Mom, the PodMother, and her Rpod, to Davis lake and the beach. It was so much fun communicating with walkie talkies back and forth. PodMother, come in. Yes, LilyPod? We’re going to stop up ahead, does that work for you? Yes, LilyPod, works for me. We had so much fun with it. And had so much fun camping with Mom both at Davis Lake and at the beach for a week. She in her Rpod, figuring it out, us in ours doing the same. It was great to have that shared experience with her.
Salem, OR for 21 days. Between Davis and Seal Rock we were in Salem for just about three weeks. During that time we mostly worked on getting stuff moved out of our big storage unit in Scappoose. We rented a big ol’ truck, loaded it, took it to Mom’s and unloaded, sorted as we went, sold some stuff on Craigslist, re-boxed some of it, got the rest ready to sell in the big yard sale my Mom was going to have, took what we wanted to keep to a new storage unit we found in Salem, helped set up the sale and run the sale, and then helped load up and take what didn’t sell to the Goodwill. Crazy. It took us what seemed like days and days to get all of that done. It was a lot of work, but worth it. We really pared down what we have there. It was cleansing. And we’re now spending less than half of what we were before on storage. Some day maybe we’ll get all of that here to Illinois. I’d like that since a lot of it is books and records, stuff I just can’t get rid of.
Weenie roast with most of the sibs and aunts. After the big yard sale at Mom’s place we had a weenie roast/s’more making session to celebrate a great sale (all proceeds going to the scholarship fund set up in my grandparents names by Mom and her siblings) and the fact that K and I are now legally married. We keep saying, third times a charm and maybe this time it will take. It was a long day, lots of sales, lots of moving stuff and such, but it was a great one. It was fun, and the celebration at the end capped the day off nicely. Also great to see the aunts (we missed you Barb!)
Lunch with Thomas. We got to have lunch with K’s son while we were in Oregon. He lived and worked in Japan for five years and then was in Portland the last year working at a law firm. We haven’t been able to see him much, given all the distance, but getting to spend at least a little time with him was awesome. He was just about to leave for Austin, where he’s entering law school, so it was great we got to get together with him before he took off. Austin isn’t really that far from where we are in Illinois, in the grand scheme, so we’re hoping we get to see him a bit more after he settles into law school. His words to us were that first year law students don’t have time to do much other than go to school, study, and go to school. We’ll see how it goes. We’re just excited for him, this is a cool phase he’s entering.
Visit from Ann. One of our friends from Illinois came for a visit. K worked a lot of the time we were in Oregon so I got to be Ann’s Portland tour guide, with some help from our friend Vicki. It was awesome showing her Portland and hanging out with her for a few days. Good food, fun Portland sights, great laughs. Fun times had by all.
Dinner with Maggie at her place and getting to meet her new woman, Colleen. So great getting to spend time with them. It was the one day our paths crossed with Maggie as she was in Sweden, visiting family and friends, all the rest of the time we were in the valley (that would be what locals call the Willamette Valley). She’d just flown in the day before and was jet-lagged, but we managed to have a great meal and some wonderful conversation. We so enjoyed the evening.
RV Service – Refrigerator fix. You buy a new trailer, you have a few issues with it. We were told everyone has something, ours had a refrigerator problem. It started beeping and wouldn’t stop, as if the door was open, but it wasn’t. We realized there was a lot of condensation inside. We ended up driving it back to Salem from the beach so it could be repaired. The issue… at the factory they hadn’t attached the drip line to the receptacle it was supposed to drain to which created all sorts of water inside and all kinds of condensation. The condensation messed with the latch making it think it wasn’t fully engaged when it was, hence the beeping. Easy fix and off we went.
Seal Rock RV Cove for 9 nights. We had so much fun there, so much so we reserved two spots next summer for two weeks. It was awesome. Walks on the beach, great dinners made in concert with Mom, visits from Vicki, who stayed a few days, and from Maggie & Colleen who came over to see us for a day because one visit with them hadn’t been enough, whale watching, and some great relaxation time. K worked from there (yeah, it’s cool she can work from our trailer at the beach) so there were early mornings (she worked Central Time) and early evenings to bed, but it was all pretty low key. That part of the Oregon Coast, the central coast, is so mellow and not crowded at all.
Animals spotted at some point during the trip… Whales, seals, sea lions, heron, bald eagles, pelicans, sea gulls, sea life (anemone, muscles, star fish, jelly fish, giant kelp), antelope, deer, turtle, cows, horses, llama, bison, prairie dogs.
Heceta Head Lighthouse. The lighthouse wasn’t all that far from where we were staying so we went there and did the hike up to the lighthouse. Great little walk and a fantastic view once we were up there. The Oregon Coast is spectacular.
Cooking over fire, lots of s’mores. We did a lot of cooking on this trip. Grilling, yes, but also a crock pot meal while camping, awesome by the way, and numerous other things. Here’s a little list… Crock pot chili, skewers, stir fry, hobo meals, skirt steak, steamed veggies, rice, corn on the cob, hamburgers, hot dogs, chili dogs, salad, edamame salad, cheesy potatoes, spaghetti, eggs and toast, and more. We ate well. It was great, and oh so tasty. Oh, and my honey, every time we made s’mores, roasted a mallow or two after the s’more eating and called them her closers. I loved that.
Harris Beach State Park – Brookings, OR (2 nights). This place was great. Beautiful. The beach was amazing, the rock formations phenomenal, the campground totally great, and the weather was wonderful. This state park actually has an ice cream truck that comes around nightly. We didn’t partake, but how cool is that? There were also good showers there, which is important when you’re basically living in your trailer for weeks at a time. We liked it, and would recommend it highly. There were also some really cool tent sites. The night before we left we were sitting out by our fire and low and behold another Rpod comes driving by and they end up next to us. We went out to walk the dogs and when we got back we discovered the people in the Rpod had left us a note asking us to come over and have a beer with them. We didn’t, as it was late, but did do a lot of hey, hello, and waving to them on our way out in the morning. We didn’t see a lot of Rpods on the trip and having one pull in and set up right next to us was a novelty.
Richardson Grove State Park, Redwoods, CA (1night). What an amazing part of the coast. This place was gorgeous and right in the midst of the Redwoods. Dry camping, meaning no hookups, and totally cool. We had a huge big daddy redwood right in our campsite. It was an amazing place, all shadows and bits of filtered light.
Mountain of death – Cloverdale road, no trailers advised ( narrow, one Lane, steep up and down, bad road, scary!). Peed on the side of the road in Redwoods. Yes, it’s all true. We, for reasons unknown to us about the GPS and it not knowing we were pulling a trailer, went on a road we never should’ve been on. It was one lane most of the way, very hilly, very steep grades (like 18%), very windy, blind corners, steep cliffs on the sides occasionally. We started out on this road, which at that time was two lane with a large paved shoulder, and thought, this is not bad at all. A bit windy, and bit hilly, but we can handle it. Then we saw the sign, trailers not recommended. We thought, well, there’s not really anywhere to turn around now, we are already on it, and this isn’t that bad. What a mistake. We were scared out of our wits for 50 miles. Who knew. It’s called Scaggs Springs Rd, and takes you from Cloverdale, CA, which is on 101, over the mountain (literally) to Stewart’s Point on Hwy 1. The GPS said it was the fastest route. Maybe if you’re on a motorcycle and like really hilly windy roads. The only thing that saved us was that there was hardly any traffic on it. No wonder, but still, it saved us. We laughed (a bit hysterically) and helped each other through it. Seriously folks, don’t try this at home. And if you ever find yourselves there, don’t go on that road, even in a car. A woman told us, after we got to our campground (Salt Point on Hwy 1), she was the ranger there, that she doesn’t even drive that road in her Prius. ha ha ha! It was insane. But, we survived to tell the tale.
Salt Point State Park, near the Ocean Cove General Store, Hwy 1, CA (1 night). Great place as well. No real beach, but we had a nice hike down to the cliffs overlooking the ocean. Really cool topography, similar to Harris Beach (though that was a tad cooler), and pretty empty. We showed up and found there were actually two campgrounds within the State Park. It was a Monday so they told us to just drive around and find the one we wanted and take it. We did. Bit flat spot, the trailer was naturally leveled on it so we didn’t have to level it and stayed hooked up to the Jeep, no hookups so we just filled up the handy bucket my brother had made for us (It’s a food grade five gallon bucket with a hose spicket on it we can fill up at a campground water station. Fill up, carry to our trailer, screw on a piece of cut off hose we have, put the cut off end into the clean water tank receptacle on the trailer, turn on the spicket, and empty the bucket full of water into the tank) so we could flush during the night. A very nice, quiet, place. Someone did end up coming to to the site next to us. K talked to them… a little family, Mom Dad and two girls, camping in their Westfalia, and traveling up the coast. They were out of work drama teachers. Very cool people.
Speaking of the bucket… we bought paraphernalia for the trailer. All sorts of doodads and gadgets and thing to make living it in, and working in it for K, more comfy. It’s now pretty well outfitted and awesome. From silicon muffin tins to sewage hookup equipment to hooks on the walls to the storage hammock to a menagerie of other “stuff”, Lily is now very well equipped and we are set to go.
Weston got stung by a bee on his foot in a parking lot at a Target in California. We were on our way from Salt Point to San Jose to see K’s parents for few days. We stopped at a Target right off the Interstate to use the restroom, make a sandwich, and let the dogs walk around for a few minutes. I went in to use the facilities, came out, and there was K sitting on a curb with Riley right next to her and Weston half in her lap. She was looking at me with a funny expression and waving me over. I was sauntering, not really thinking much about it, when her waving me over got more frantic. I got over there and she told me Weston had been stung by a bee on his foot and wouldn’t let her touch it or look at it. He was in pain, not putting and weight on it so I picked him up and carried him to the trailer where he laid down next to me. It subsided and he recovered, but it wasn’t fun at all there for a little while. Especially for him, poor fella.
San Jose, CA (3 nights in the house). We actually parked the trailer on the street in front of K’s sister’s place, covered the top of it with a tarp (it was under a tree that was dropping seed pods), and stayed inside K’s parent’s house. We did laundry, got lots of great visiting in, relaxed for a couple of days not having to drive anywhere. It was awesome. It was a lovely time and the pups, who had never been there before, were champs and didn’t cause too much of a ruckus.
RV Service – Brake check & brake controller adjustment. While we were in San Jose we took the trailer in again, to a place we’d found there, to have the brakes and brake controller checked. Since the harrowing mountain of death we’d noticed the trailer brakes seemed to be grabbing a bit. We were worried we’d done them in coming down that mountain, even though I was downshifting like a maniac on those hills, so we thought we’d best get them looked at. The guy there, Dan was his name, was such a sweetie. We wished, after we’d left there, that the place was here in Illinois, we’d definitely go there for service. He was so nice to us, answering all of our novice questions, allaying our fears, and he took me for a test drive and reset the brake controller, which was set a tad too high. That did the trick actually and we were well on our way again. He gave us his card and said we could call him and they didn’t charge us anything since the brakes were still great on the trailer and there were no issues he really had to fix. If you are ever in San Jose, California and need trailer service, go to Leale’s and ask for Dan.
RENO, NV, River’s Edge RV Park (1 night) The place is actually in Sparks, which is like a twin city to Reno. The best thing about it was that it was on a river and there was an awesome walking path all along the river way. We were able to take the pups out for a long time, which they needed after being in the car all day. We set up our camp table and cooked on our camp stoves (which we actually did all the time we were away… we only used the stove top in the trailer to make coffee a couple of mornings).
ELKO, NV, Iron Horse RV Resort (1 night) – It’s supposed to be one of those upscale parks. Pool, full hookups, laundry facilities, a club house room, etc., etc. We used none of the amenities and really I think this was our least favorite park over all. It had no trees. The spaces were wide, but open, there were picnic tables at each space, but again, all open. We used the picnic table to set up our camp stoves to cook dinner, but that was about it. Plus a couple across the way from us, in the residential area of the park, had a huge fight and was screaming a lot of the night. It sounded like bad reality TV. It was the most expensive and not what we’d hoped.
EVANSTON, WY, Phillips RV Trailer Park (1 night) – This place was a tad muddy, but the facilities were decent and the spaces were wide with a lot of mature trees. We didn’t have people on either side of us initially and it was quiet there. The shower facilities were also not bad so we took advantage of those. It was cold there, in Wyoming. Very cold. Made for nice cool sleeping in the trailer. We had to put on the heavier comforter, but that was OK with us.
Wind delay for four hours at the Flying J. Hung out in the Rpod, listened to the weather updates on the radio, ended up getting a late to go lunch at the Denny’s that we ate in the trailer, watched the big winds whip around outside and felt them rock the trailer, petted the pups. It was actually kind of fun, and a great part of the adventure.
LARAMIE, WY, Walmart Super Center (1 night) We had to do it. We knew Walmart let trailers stay there for free so we had to try it at least once. We actually liked it. The weather sucked that night, it was stormy, but we bought water and put some in our fresh water tank to use overnight, and hunkered down. It was really windy, rocking the trailer all night, and rainy, which was incredibly loud, but very cool. In the morning we went in, bought cups of coffee and danish, picked up a couple of items we needed for the trailer, and then hit the road quickly, having never unhooked.
Weston sprained his leg jumping into or out of the bed or the dinette. Poor guy. He couldn’t get comfortable and wouldn’t put much pressure on the leg. He’s sprained his leg before (he has long legs for a little dude which sometimes causes him problems) so we knew what was up. It took him a couple of days, once of which we spoiled him and let him sit in our laps all day. Whoever was the passenger held him so he could at least be a tad more comfortable. He was miserable for a time, and is still recovering from it a bit. It’s much better, as he can jump up on the bed or couch or chairs by himself, but you can tell he’s still hesitant.
As of Laramie the weather turned on us. Every day there were predictions of severe weather, 60 mph winds, heavy rain, lightening, etc. We didn’t want to mess with it and were tiring of it pretty quickly so we decided at that point to head home more faster than we’d planned by cutting a day out of our plans, which meant a lot more driving every day. That combined with Weston’s injury that morning in Laramie and our travel tiredness, we did the unthinkable and stayed in hotels the last two nights. Crazy, but true. Our tiredness and the storms won out. So in Kearney, NE (Microtel) and Coralville, IA (Best Western) we parked in the lots, locked up Lily, got to-go food from restaurants, and stayed in hotels. Two months on the road, sleeping 43 nights out of the 52 we were gone (which includes the six nights driving out to Oregon before we had the trailer and a night at Mom’s before we picked it up) isn’t bad. We enjoyed the hell out of it and though we were ready to be home we weren’t tired of Lily, not one bit.
All in all it was so great to see Kev, Mom, all the Hale kids, the K’s sister’s family, K’s parents, most of that set of sibs (no Con or Ken… and I’m making the sad face now), some of the aunts, some of the POD, and Thomas. Sad we didn’t get to see my ex work peeps, who feel more like family than ex-work peeps, the rest of the POD, and more family. Our storage adventures consumed us this time around, but now that it’s done we won’t have to do it again, thank goodness! Next year we hope to just enjoy our time, not work as hard, and see everyone we’d like to see. After all, more hugs are always good.
One thing is always certain… we will be back!
We’ve had a bit of a disappearing act. I was going along nicely, posting something every day as we travelled across the country and them BAM! no posts. Don’t you hate it when someone uses punctuation in the middle of a sentence. Anyway….
We arrived in Oregon a few days ago, picked up our new trailer the next day, outfitted it and learned how to use it as best we could in one day, then headed out on a dry camping adventure in Central Oregon. Woods, lake, stream, tubing said stream multiple times, and some much needed relaxation. We slowed down. We looked at the water. We stopped moving. We stopped using electronic devices. It was wonderful!
I highly recommend it. Slowing down I mean. It’s amazing.
Today’s drive actually seemed shorter than our drive yesterday. Maybe it had something to do with the scenery or maybe it was the people we met along the way.
The scenery. What can we say, we finally arrived at the place of the Ponderosa Pine, big lakes, mountains, and green. The smell is familiar and brings back thoughts and feelings of home. We’re nearly there.
The people. We were fortunate today to meet not one but two couples, at the same gas station none the less, who had Rpods. Amazing, and fun. We all talked, they answered our myriad of questions, they each gave us tours of their respective Pods, and we all exchanged information. Really nice people out on their own adventures. We can’t wait to start ours!
Tomorrow we will finally, after six days on the road, arrive in Oregon. The dogs will be happy to get to the farm. So will we!
We crossed the continental divide, which always feels great as we are now officially flowing west.
As we passed through Butte we looked up to see the Our Lady of the Rockies statue that overlooks the town and sits on the Continental Divide. A pretty amazing feat to get it up there. You can read more about her, and see some photos, here. We took photos with the bigger camera and you’ll see one later, when I do our “we finally made it” post.
We also drove through downtown Bozeman, something I’ve never done in my many times through Montana. It’s very cool. Little funky restaurants and shops. Pretty hip looking, but all with a laid back non-hipster vibe.
We are back into the lands of rivers and streams and evergreens. So much water near the highway. We passed over the Blackfoot and the Yellowstone rivers and past many smaller streams. Made me long for my fly rod.
We’re tired. We were on the road for 8 1/2 hours today. To long with two dogs who can handle being in the car for about 6 hours. But, we did it and we’re here. Yeah.
Today we passed through the Black Hills of South Dakota, Weston somehow got hold of what looked like an old boca burger and nearly choked on it (damn tall grass near strange little coffee shops!), we sang many songs, went into and out of Wyoming, outran what looked like a nasty storm, passed where Custer had his last stand, and managed to rock out the miles.
We won’t get out of Montana tomorrow. It’s big place with a big sky.
Today’s sites included the National Hobo Museum, hundreds of bikers in their cuts on the road with their MCs, more windmills, more corn, a cool sculpture park along the highway, many more hills, songs sung loudly by each other, many signs for Wall Drug, a far off coffee place that appeared much closer on the GPS, and a gorgeous river walk.
We drove another 7 hours through three states (Iowa, Minnesota, South Dakota) and we’re a third of the way through our journey west.
What we didn’t see… The Corn Palace in Mitchell, SD, hobos near the hobo museum, anything that looks like a normal salad at a deli counter in a grocery store, or anything organically grown.
Tomorrow we head to Montana. More sites, more sounds, more of the unexpected.