Wednesday, July 8th (Continued)
One thing that we have discovered as we have traveled across our great country is that the internet system that we have grown to trust and depend on does not always work. Our connection in the very large and crowded South Beach State Park failed us as we reached the mid point of our last Blog chapter. This was unfortunate not only because we did not finish describing our adventure on the Oregon coat, but also because we knew that our next four nights and five days would be spent in a very isolated area in Central Oregon completely void of not only internet service but also of cell phone service. Anyway, here we are back again so let us start getting all caught up.
The above photo of Kathy and I was taken in front of the Heteca Head Lighthouse which sits on a high bluff above the Pacific Ocean located about 30 miles south of our campground near Newport. The lighthouse which was opened in 1894 stands 56 feet tall and has a commanding view of the ocean and the large brown sandy beach below. The walk up to the light house was not more than 1/2 mile long up a picturesque trail that passed by the old restored lighthouse keeper's home (and of course a modern day giftstore) before finally reaching the lighthouse itself.
We returned to our campsite by mid-afternoon with our only plan for the afternoon to relax and then prepare for our 5 pm Oregon wine tasting get together followed by a cookout. There was a problem however, that must be mentioned. The mosquitos were just awful and despite the profuse amount of repellent that covered our bodies, we were eventually driven into Joan's Airstream to finish up the bottle and enjoy a dinner of cheese and cracker hors d'oeuvres. Oh well.
Thursday, July 9th:
Today we decided to mostly ignore our role as tourists and instead prepare for our trip tomorrow to the Smiling River Campsite located near Camp Sherman in Central Oregon. Preparation is particularly important in this case because our next campsite has no electric, water, or sewer hookups, or heaven forbid, no cable TV hookup, nor is there a nearby laundromat. We wanted to make sure that we would have no problems spending four nights at a "primitive" campground. While Joan was an experienced primitive camper, this will be a new experience for Kathy and I and of course for Cabo.
Joan suggested that we take an alternate route to get to our next campsite rather than the one suggested by our Garmin. Apparently her experience has taught her that the mountain roads on Hwy 20 east of Corvallis that lead over to Camp Sherman might be a bit too much for our Dodge Grand Caravan pulling our trailer. We have climbed grades up to 6% but anything over that grade we were worried might destroy our transmission. Our route east on Hwy 126 was south of Hwy 20 and around 30 minutes longer, but it was a beautiful drive as it followed the McKenzie River up into the Cascade Mountains and the extra time spent on the road was well worth it. The view in the above photo was typical of what we experienced on our drive today.
Kathy and I look forward to what Joan has planned for us tomorrow in this beautiful Land of Oregon.