Saturday, August 07, 2004
Cape Lookout to Waldport, Oregon
August 6th, 2004
Last night was bit rough on everyone at the Cape Lookout Campground. Around 2am a storm hit, a true storm. We aren’t talking hurricane or anything but rain and high wind, yes. The tenters in the meadow area were particularly hard hit and once the sun rose the meadow had taken on the look of a shanty town after an earthquake. Even the port-a-potties had been blown over! We faired much better in the camper, just a bit sleep deprived from all the ruckus. Also Dan’s kayak paddle had been blown about 10 feet from where it was last night.
Cape Lookout Campground and Beach.
Today the torrent continued shrouding much of the coastline from our view. The fog banks made for a very Lord of the Rings-esque drive through the forested sections of the road. We made two stops en route to our camp. The first was in Pacific City, which we had heard had good surfing. Well as soon as I got out of the truck the skies unleashed and I was instantly soaked.
It was right about the time that I was thinking no one should be out in this when I heard an air horn. And not just any old air horn, no, no, this one signaled time’s over for a surfer competing in a surf-off of sorts.
Go figure, the surfing must go on. I am not that hardy so the impulse to go rent a board and enter the competition was squashed early on.
I am fascinated by lighthouses. I just think they are so cool and I have photographed every one I have ever passed. You can imagine that the chance to go into one was compelling for me.
Rachel: “Hey Dan, that sign says lighthouse tours”
Dan: “Yeah so?”
Rachel: “So I have never been in one, I wanna go.”
Dan: “But it costs.”
Rachel: “If you love me you’ll stop.”
This is how we came to tour the Yaquim Light House.
The lighthouse.
This is all the light that the bulb omits, the rest of the work is done by the lens. Neither of us can remember for sure, but we think they said the light can be seen from 11 nautical miles away.
The lens.
The view from the light house.
Memorial to lost sailors.
Tonight we are camped in a Passport America campground outside of Waldport.
The campground is located on the Alsea River, about 4 miles from where it lets out into the ocean.
Before dinner we walked out on the pier right off of our campsite and we saw a seal not 5 feet from us. This and a full hookup for $11! We are staying for two nights.
Parting sunset shots.
Last night was bit rough on everyone at the Cape Lookout Campground. Around 2am a storm hit, a true storm. We aren’t talking hurricane or anything but rain and high wind, yes. The tenters in the meadow area were particularly hard hit and once the sun rose the meadow had taken on the look of a shanty town after an earthquake. Even the port-a-potties had been blown over! We faired much better in the camper, just a bit sleep deprived from all the ruckus. Also Dan’s kayak paddle had been blown about 10 feet from where it was last night.
Cape Lookout Campground and Beach.
Today the torrent continued shrouding much of the coastline from our view. The fog banks made for a very Lord of the Rings-esque drive through the forested sections of the road. We made two stops en route to our camp. The first was in Pacific City, which we had heard had good surfing. Well as soon as I got out of the truck the skies unleashed and I was instantly soaked.
It was right about the time that I was thinking no one should be out in this when I heard an air horn. And not just any old air horn, no, no, this one signaled time’s over for a surfer competing in a surf-off of sorts.
Go figure, the surfing must go on. I am not that hardy so the impulse to go rent a board and enter the competition was squashed early on.
I am fascinated by lighthouses. I just think they are so cool and I have photographed every one I have ever passed. You can imagine that the chance to go into one was compelling for me.
Rachel: “Hey Dan, that sign says lighthouse tours”
Dan: “Yeah so?”
Rachel: “So I have never been in one, I wanna go.”
Dan: “But it costs.”
Rachel: “If you love me you’ll stop.”
This is how we came to tour the Yaquim Light House.
The lighthouse.
This is all the light that the bulb omits, the rest of the work is done by the lens. Neither of us can remember for sure, but we think they said the light can be seen from 11 nautical miles away.
The lens.
The view from the light house.
Memorial to lost sailors.
Tonight we are camped in a Passport America campground outside of Waldport.
The campground is located on the Alsea River, about 4 miles from where it lets out into the ocean.
Before dinner we walked out on the pier right off of our campsite and we saw a seal not 5 feet from us. This and a full hookup for $11! We are staying for two nights.
Parting sunset shots.
Thursday, August 05, 2004
Hood River to Tillamook
Off for the coast we go. On the way we veer off of HWY 84 and onto the historic and scenic road which parallels it. This road follows along a tree canopied path past 8 water falls. The one pictured above is Horsetail and this one is Multnomah Falls.
From the falls we ventured into Portland just long enough to stock up on Two-Buck Chuck at Trader Joes. If you do not know, this is a fairly decent bottle of vino only available at Trader Joes and it sell for about 2 bucks. This is no ripple folks this is a palatable, even nice bottle, therefor worth braving city streets for.
Our local this evening is Lookout Cape south of Tillamook,OR -you know the cheese place. This is a state run park, camping here is out of our price range really, but the proximity to friendly and kayakable waves made it a required stop. Here are some pictures of my husband in his "happy place".
This having Internet access every night stuff is pretty nice. Sure makes posting a lot easier. Cheers to all, and to all a good night.
Wednesday, August 04, 2004
Victoria to Seattle
August 4, 2004
Coffee on our porch in Victoria.
Final thoughts on Canada. My overall impression is VERY positive. B.C. is beautiful, vast and varied. We were warmly welcomed everywhere we went. Travel is easy and camping is very plentiful.
Here are a few items to consider before you travel in Canada.
1.Fuel prices are very high, even after the conversion.
2.There is no free camping. Canada does not have the equivalent of BLM land. Average cost per night of camping in a provincial park $17 Canadian.
3.The conversion essentially results in a 25% discount on prices. (.75 cents U.S. = $1 Canadian), however the prices are inflated in large part, so most items are as expensive or more than in the U.S. The exceptions are mostly in services, for instance helicopter tours seem cheap by comparison and restaurants can be a good deal.
4.Liquor prices. The cheapest 12-pack we found was $22.00 Canadian.
These observations are not intended to dissuade anyone from visiting our neighbors to the north, they are just some of the realities. Again we thoroughly enjoyed our time there.
We think we could definately live in one of these "house boats" in Victoria.
As to where we will be spending the winter… we don’t know. We visited the immigration office in Victoria to find out about working holidays- not available to Americans- or temporary work visas- no go. Finally we asked about the possibility of our purchasing some sort of business there. The immigration officer, who looked remarkably like Bull from Night Court, informed us more or less that we weren’t wanted. Then he photo-copied our ID’s to keep on record should we ever try to circumnavigate the system, thereby eliminating our ability to plead ignorance in the future.
This was pretty much what we expected, but we had held onto a bit of hope, which has now been dashed, shattered into so many broken pieces as it were. The idea of spending 3-4 months in one place and not being able to work at all is bothersome. While a year of no work may sound fabulous to many, I enjoy having a task to complete, and working is a way to meet people and immerse yourself in a community. Not to mention that some extra money would help to prolong our trip. So basically we have some thinking to do on the subject. There are many fabulous ski areas in the states where we could get part-time jobs and life might be easier, or more fulfilling, or what have you. Fortunately we have about 5 months to figure it out.
Alright enough of that, we spent 3 days total in Victoria. Mostly we rode our bikes around town and checked out the sights.
We attended afternoon tea at the Ellis Historic House, we toured the house and enjoyed their croquet field while eating scones. We ate at a fabulous Thai restaurant and probably clocked about 35 miles of bicycling during our stay. Sunday afternoon we boarded the ferry to Port Angeles, Washington. Once back in the states we headed for Seattle and our dear friends Jim and Barbara Pender.
The Penders driveway made a nice home base for two days of Seattle touring. We visited the locks, the fish ladder and Pike Place Market.
Famous fish thowing market at Pike Place
Flowers are ridiculously cheap here, and so pretty.
Required fruit shot from the market.
We needed an oil change for the truck, we found a Jiffy Lube that would take us but they weren't quite tall enough, here's how we got in :)
After our long days of sightseeing we pummeled the Penders over and over at Euchre and had a fabulous time re-living the good ‘ol days with Jimmy.
From there we headed south to Puyallup to visit my Uncle Bob. Since we have not had an address for two months now, my family sent my birthday gifts to uncle Bob’s house. Mom and Dad, thanks for the pretty picture book and cousin Heather came through with the t-shirt pictured below.
Can you read it?? It says “I’m blogging this” HA!
Here are my cousins, Heather and Shannon last month on the Great Wall in China. What a jet-setting family we are.
Uncle Bob said those magic words that bring that special light to my husband’s eyes. “Dan you wanna use my power washer to clean your camper?”
So now we are heading towards Mt. Saint Helens in our shiny, shiny truck. From there we will be spending a week in Oregon.
Later that same day…We are now camped at Hood River Reservoir high above Hood River, OR. This camp spot is free and very nice. Out free camping guide wasn’t very specific on distances, so I will be. It is about 25 minutes out of Hood River on a paved one-lane road which is not super well maintained. On our way here we visited Mount Saint Helens which even 24 years after is magnificently impressive.
Spirit Lake at the base of the volcano.
Mount Saint Helens from the southeast.
We also swung through Stevenson, WA and were treated to throngs of windsurfers and kite boarders on the Columbia. Then we went to The Carlson Hot Springs. This place is so cool! But get there soon if you want to see it like we did.
The whole place is being re-built. Currently it is a building divided into two bath houses, men’s and women’s, each bath house is filled with claw foot tubs which are filled for you with 120 degree mineral water which you can cool down to your desired temperature. You get to soak as long as you like and when you are done you get a hot wrap to relax you even further. During the week all this costs only $12 per couple! What a deal.
After our soak we paid .75 cents to drive a cross the really narrow and somewhat frightening toll bridge from Washington into Hood River. Finally as we were cresting the hill into this campground a big black bear ran across the road not 20 feet in front of us.
Yet another magnificent day for the Goddards.
Coffee on our porch in Victoria.
Final thoughts on Canada. My overall impression is VERY positive. B.C. is beautiful, vast and varied. We were warmly welcomed everywhere we went. Travel is easy and camping is very plentiful.
Here are a few items to consider before you travel in Canada.
1.Fuel prices are very high, even after the conversion.
2.There is no free camping. Canada does not have the equivalent of BLM land. Average cost per night of camping in a provincial park $17 Canadian.
3.The conversion essentially results in a 25% discount on prices. (.75 cents U.S. = $1 Canadian), however the prices are inflated in large part, so most items are as expensive or more than in the U.S. The exceptions are mostly in services, for instance helicopter tours seem cheap by comparison and restaurants can be a good deal.
4.Liquor prices. The cheapest 12-pack we found was $22.00 Canadian.
These observations are not intended to dissuade anyone from visiting our neighbors to the north, they are just some of the realities. Again we thoroughly enjoyed our time there.
We think we could definately live in one of these "house boats" in Victoria.
As to where we will be spending the winter… we don’t know. We visited the immigration office in Victoria to find out about working holidays- not available to Americans- or temporary work visas- no go. Finally we asked about the possibility of our purchasing some sort of business there. The immigration officer, who looked remarkably like Bull from Night Court, informed us more or less that we weren’t wanted. Then he photo-copied our ID’s to keep on record should we ever try to circumnavigate the system, thereby eliminating our ability to plead ignorance in the future.
This was pretty much what we expected, but we had held onto a bit of hope, which has now been dashed, shattered into so many broken pieces as it were. The idea of spending 3-4 months in one place and not being able to work at all is bothersome. While a year of no work may sound fabulous to many, I enjoy having a task to complete, and working is a way to meet people and immerse yourself in a community. Not to mention that some extra money would help to prolong our trip. So basically we have some thinking to do on the subject. There are many fabulous ski areas in the states where we could get part-time jobs and life might be easier, or more fulfilling, or what have you. Fortunately we have about 5 months to figure it out.
Alright enough of that, we spent 3 days total in Victoria. Mostly we rode our bikes around town and checked out the sights.
We attended afternoon tea at the Ellis Historic House, we toured the house and enjoyed their croquet field while eating scones. We ate at a fabulous Thai restaurant and probably clocked about 35 miles of bicycling during our stay. Sunday afternoon we boarded the ferry to Port Angeles, Washington. Once back in the states we headed for Seattle and our dear friends Jim and Barbara Pender.
The Penders driveway made a nice home base for two days of Seattle touring. We visited the locks, the fish ladder and Pike Place Market.
Famous fish thowing market at Pike Place
Flowers are ridiculously cheap here, and so pretty.
Required fruit shot from the market.
We needed an oil change for the truck, we found a Jiffy Lube that would take us but they weren't quite tall enough, here's how we got in :)
After our long days of sightseeing we pummeled the Penders over and over at Euchre and had a fabulous time re-living the good ‘ol days with Jimmy.
From there we headed south to Puyallup to visit my Uncle Bob. Since we have not had an address for two months now, my family sent my birthday gifts to uncle Bob’s house. Mom and Dad, thanks for the pretty picture book and cousin Heather came through with the t-shirt pictured below.
Can you read it?? It says “I’m blogging this” HA!
Here are my cousins, Heather and Shannon last month on the Great Wall in China. What a jet-setting family we are.
Uncle Bob said those magic words that bring that special light to my husband’s eyes. “Dan you wanna use my power washer to clean your camper?”
So now we are heading towards Mt. Saint Helens in our shiny, shiny truck. From there we will be spending a week in Oregon.
Later that same day…We are now camped at Hood River Reservoir high above Hood River, OR. This camp spot is free and very nice. Out free camping guide wasn’t very specific on distances, so I will be. It is about 25 minutes out of Hood River on a paved one-lane road which is not super well maintained. On our way here we visited Mount Saint Helens which even 24 years after is magnificently impressive.
Spirit Lake at the base of the volcano.
Mount Saint Helens from the southeast.
We also swung through Stevenson, WA and were treated to throngs of windsurfers and kite boarders on the Columbia. Then we went to The Carlson Hot Springs. This place is so cool! But get there soon if you want to see it like we did.
The whole place is being re-built. Currently it is a building divided into two bath houses, men’s and women’s, each bath house is filled with claw foot tubs which are filled for you with 120 degree mineral water which you can cool down to your desired temperature. You get to soak as long as you like and when you are done you get a hot wrap to relax you even further. During the week all this costs only $12 per couple! What a deal.
After our soak we paid .75 cents to drive a cross the really narrow and somewhat frightening toll bridge from Washington into Hood River. Finally as we were cresting the hill into this campground a big black bear ran across the road not 20 feet in front of us.
Yet another magnificent day for the Goddards.
Travel Log of Two Thirty-One Year Old RVers.