October trip to Oregon Coast (Days 153-157)
Monday, October 11, 2010
We’re at Umpqua Light House State Park which is 5 miles south of Reedsport, Oregon. A few days ago our friends, Carl and Anita, mentioned that they were headed to the Oregon Coast. Harris checked the 10 day forecast and found out that the prediction was no rain and temps in the 60’s so we asked to meet them for part of their trip. We decided to leave today (sunny) rather than yesterday (rainy) because we enjoy actually seeing the scenery. (Plus, Harris didn’t want to drive Howie in the rain. He might get dirty.)
A quick rest stop on the way down (and the leaves are starting to fall...)
Harris was excited to see how his two recent Howie upgrades would work out. The first one was adding a Lightning Rod to the hot water tank which is an electric heater element that replaces the anode rod (used to preserve the water tank) so that we can have hot water when plugged into shore power at campsites without using propane. He got the idea from Judy’s brother-in-law, Gene. The second upgrade was adding a second house battery under the passenger seat to increase the time we can run off the battery. So far we’ve tested the hot water (thumbs up).
Rock with geocaching clue (had a hole drilled out for film canister)
We left Lake Stevens at 9:30 this morning which for us means we got an early start. We took a shortened morning walk with plans to do another short walk on one of our stops along the way. First stop was REI in Lynnwood to return something for Judy. Our second stop was for gas. The third stop was in Woodland in Southern Washington. After running some water, Judy noticed that the water pump was not coming on properly. Harris looked under the rig and noticed a water leak and upon fiddling with fresh water drain cock broke it. Well the leak was now noticeably bigger—much bigger.
Interesting drain spout spotted while caching
The fourth stop was Camping World where he bought a drain plug and noticed some pebbles between the metal strap holding the water tank and the plastic tank. This was something that hopefully duct tape will temporarily fix when we get to our campsite until we get home. (So far, the leak seems to have been fixed.) We pulled into the last campsite available which just happened to be next to Carl and Anita. Wow, we should have bought a lotto ticket today. After chatting for a bit we parted to our respective domiciles to prepare dinner. Harris decided to be nice to Judy and selected “My Sister’s Keeper” to watch on our DVR/TV. Well, he was snookered. He thought it was based on a true story and felt manipulated by several “something in the eye” occurrences (those father/daughter scenes were killers). Judy was very upset that the movie changed the book’s ending completely. We both agreed that the movie was good at clearing the tear ducts.
Car we saw while caching in Wheeler, Or
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
We got up early, and were on the road geocaching by 9. Carl drove us around the Reedsport area, and by the afternoon we had logged 11 more finds. One of the caches took us to an old cemetery site that was located in a very hilly area. It was different in that the grave markers were scattered amongst the mounds with sand and brush without being clearly organized. We took some photos to show.
Two daily vistors around camp
We stopped for a great lunch of fish and chips on a floating houseboat/restaurant called Unger Bay Fish and Chips. Carl went for a ride on the sand dunes and Harris drove Judy and Anita into Florence to check out a quilt shop. When we returned to camp, Carl showed us one more geocache that was on a trail around Lake Marie. It’s amazing to us to see all these lakes, some small, some huge just over the dunes from the ocean. After we found the cache, we continued on a short hike around the lake, then back for drinks around the campfire. We had a small supper tonight, because we had had such a big lunch. We watched “The International”---good flick. The stars are out again tonight, but we know it’s fall. There is a chill in the air. The sun goes down early. We find ourselves going to bed earlier as well. Still, it has been sunny, and that’s what we sun-seekers came for!
Nehalem State Park is between the 2 bodies of water
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
Up at the crack of dawn, literally. That’s what going to bed gets you! Judy was trying to catch a few more winks, but Harris decided we might as well get up and get going. So, showers, breakfast and out by 8..but no morning walk. We thought we’d find a bakery open and supplement our breakfast since we were on the road so early. We missed the turn for the first one, so had to wait until we hit Waldport before we found another one. We shared a piece of coffee cake (just okay, the fantasy was better than the reality, we never stop at bakeries.) We also stopped in Newport so Judy could visit the quilt shop. We caught up with Carl and Anita there. Carl and Harris were in the parking lot when the owner of the shop building came out and started chatting. Amazing what people tell you. She’s owned the building for 20 years and just recently discovered her new windows were put in backwards 16 years ago. Anyway…onward up the coast on a beautiful, sunny, blue sky, crashing blue ocean day. We started to listen to a book, and decided we couldn’t concentrate on it with all the scenery, so just turned on some oldies music on our satellite radio and enjoyed the ride.
Map showing the many lakes along the Oregon Central Coast
We stopped at a viewpoint to make lunch. It’s called Winema Vista. While we were there, Harris chatted with a couple in a huge RV. They were looking down at the beach from the vista, and saw some RV’s parked and decided to investigate. The husband buzzed down the hill in the little car they were towing, and came back to tell us he was going to go there to camp for a few days. There was a private RV camp, run by a church mainly for summer camps, and they rented out the other spaces for $22 a night for full hookups. It was right on the beach, no sand dunes or trees between you and the view. We went down as well to check it out, and decided we’d have to come back to camp next time we’re down this way. We took a walk on the beach…very prosaic words to describe what may be the highlight of the trip. Warm, almost hot sun. Miles of almost deserted beach. No wind at all. Judy even picked up a sand dollar, whole and unbroken. Such peace.
Carl walking among the many grave sites
When we were leaving the beach, we ran into an older couple. Harris said, “Gorgeous day, isn’t it?” That was about all we said for the next 40 minutes! By the time we edged away, feeling almost rude because we couldn’t really find a natural break in the monologue, we knew the man’s life story. (Where and when he was born, when they married, had kids, when his parents divorced, when his grandparents died, the land he inherited, etc, etc, etc. ) He was a nice enough guy, but we just couldn’t believe how much he talked!
One of the many decorated grave sites
So, between that and another stop at the quilt shop in Tillamook, we were pretty late getting to the camp ground. Carl called us to see if we were still coming! We arrived about 5, had a drink and headed for the beach again to take sunset pictures. (This time we had to climb a dune…just a short walk.) Harris will post one or two when he decides which one of the 50 he took is good enough!
Best day ever.
(well, almost. Day we got married, days our kids were born, a few others come to mind, but you get the idea.)
Harris and Judy enjoying the sun and water
Thursday, October 14, 2010
Yesterday the man we talked to on the beach told us the weather would change today. We didn’t believe him because it was soooo gorgeous. We should have! We woke to a cool wind, and a few feathery clouds in the sky. By the time we were ready to leave for geocaching, Harris had changed into long pants. By the time we stopped for lunch it was very, very gray. By the time we returned to camp, it was raining! Guess those locals know something about the weather patterns!
Our "Travel Buddies" for this trip, Carl and Anita
But we had fun geocaching, and Anita and Judy found a new quilt shop in Wheeler, one of the little towns around here. We ate a picnic lunch on top of a hill that had a lookout with all the local peaks labeled, but alas, the clouds prevented us from seeing any of them. We must have found 15 or 16 caches today!
We loved the added car details to the restaurant
We stopped for some wine tasting at a local winery in Nehalem. We bought a Riesling, Carl bought 2 reds, and because we had 3 we got one bottle free. We decided on a peach flavored white wine that was quite delicious to share tonight.
One of our favorite light houses along the coast
Harris grilled steaks for everyone tonight and did a great job on them. Peach wine doesn’t really go with steaks, but it did taste good. After dinner, Harris finally talked Judy into playing cards. We played Quarters. Judy lost. Again. And, after giving away 2, count them 2 wild cards, she’s decided that we don’t need to play cards ever again. So, Harris threw away the cards. Guess we’ll have to play Bananagrams from now on. Sure.
A birds eye view of the coast
Friday, October 15, 2010
Yesterday’s rain passed on, and the skies cleared up overnight. We were able to watch the stars come out as we went to sleep, and even this morning as we awoke early. Since we were leaving today, Carl graciously offered to make us a special breakfast. Of course, we took him up on it! Sourdough pancakes with apples, sausages and eggs, and fruit. What a feast!
After breakfast, we took off, deciding to go up the coast as far as Astoria before cutting over to I-5, since it was such a beautiful day again. We stopped at Cannon Beach for a quilt shop, and again at a couple in Astoria. We stopped for some lunch in Kelso, and otherwise just drove home. It was a great trip! Oregon really has the best state parks and the best coastline.
Passing a VW bike along the way...
Judy saying good-bye to the ocean
Saturday, October 16, 2010
Sunday, September 12, 2010
Off to Lake Chelan
September 6 through September 9, 2010 (Days 150-152)
Hmmm…was it Sept 6? Why do we need a calendar when we’re retired?
Carl and Anita's ranch outside Brewster, WA
We kinda sorta decided at the last minute to go camping with Marilyn, Gene, Jeff and Mary. Because it was Labor Day weekend, everything was full, of course, so we left on Monday. We were hoping for better weather on the east side of the mountains. Jeff has a new (to him) boat he wanted to take, so we all headed for Lake Chelan.
Their Living Room...
Good friends from Lake Stevens, Carl and Anita Johnson, were visiting their property near Brewster. We have been invited over many times, and thought we’d better show up before they cross us off their list. Getting to their property was an interesting experience. Leaving Brewster, we went up and up the hill on a paved road that eventually turned into a dirt road.
Their bedroom and kitchen...
OK. But our little Tom-Tom navigator, which we know darn well lies to us just to have some fun, took us too far up the hill. Then it told us we had another 90 minutes to go, when we knew darn well we were close. So, back down the hill, up a driveway that was heavily marked with various “no trespassing” signs, looking for help. Luckily, the man behind all the signs was friendly and helpful and pointed us to the right driveway. (hard to see, overgrown, back from the road, what other excuse can we use?) Then bump and bump, we finally arrived.
Harris and Judy getting comfortable on the couch...
They have a beautiful piece of property up on a ridge, surrounded by trees and silence. Such peace! We had a great visit with them, a great dinner of barbequed ribs, and the quietest night’s sleep since leaving Alaska.
Unfortunately the weather has not been cooperating. It rained a lot on Monday and Tuesday. It’s raining on Wednesday. What’s with this?
Lowering the flags to indicate that the royal couple is no longer in residence.
Dropping down about 1000 feet from the Johnson ranch...
On Tuesday, we left “the ranch” and headed down the highway to Chelan. We found Marilyn and company at 25 Mile Creek State Park. They had arrived on Monday and set up camp. Finding a campsite was no problem, of course, since the park is almost deserted. Everyone went home on Monday. In fact, when we started over Stevens Pass, we commented on the heavy, almost bumper to bumper traffic coming west. Best part of being retired is not having to vacation when everyone else does!
Rocky Reach Dam...
One of the old hydro powerplant turbine props...
25 Mile Creek State Park is beautiful and quiet and a good place to launch boats. We had a break in the weather yesterday afternoon, and Jeff took everyone out for another test run. His boat goes fast! Trix, Gene’s dog, especially liked being in the bow, ears flapping in the wind. We also did a little wine tasting at a few local places, an activity we enjoy even if we don’t buy much.
Wine tasting in Lake Chelan...
Wednesday morning, we went for a walk along the highway and found 3 geocaches. One was by the ranger’s station, one along a guardrail, and one was hard to find…even though it was rated a “1”. Judy finally found it in the bottom of a rock that had been drilled to make a hole, then covered with another piece of rock.
An interesting house on the other side of Lake Chelan...
When we left home, we packed food for ourselves….really….because we didn’t know exactly where we’d be and when. But Anita fed us dinner. Marilyn, of course (as she says) always has enough for us. So, Tuesday night was lasagna. (real camping food, what?) Wednesday night was roast beef! (the joys of having an oven in her trailer!) We finally cooked our own steak on Thursday, when we returned home!
The Olson crew enjoying the new boat...
Jeff loves to make fires when we’re camping, and we love to watch him do it, and enjoy the fruits of his labors. Many hours are spent sitting around the fire, sipping hot drinks and just enjoying each other’s company. We did play a little “Bananagrams” one afternoon. Marilyn, Mary and Judy went into town on Wednesday afternoon to look around the unfortunately very expensive shops while Harris and Jeff tinkered on the boat and Gene supervised while reading a book.
Harris also enjoying the ride...
Marilyn and Gene are great hikers. They took us on a “walk” Thursday morning up by a forest service camp further up the road that was totally deserted. Great place for Trix to get off leash and really run and run. It was going to be a short, 2 and a half mile walk up a road for a view of Lake Chelan. BUT. Of course. Harris had loaded some geocaches.
The cache that was "only" 1/3 mile away...
“There’s one just .3 miles away!” (That’s point 3, in case you missed it.) BUT. Of course. He doesn’t mention that the .3 is “how the crow flies”, or how the GPS measures. So, we start out. About 3 miles later, after many switchbacks up and up and up the mountain, we finally find the cache. It was a good day for walking, sunny, not too warm, shady spots, etc., but Judy still found things to complain about. Going back was of course much easier. We got our exercise in this day!
Marilyn and Judy coming back down the mountain.
We had to head back home after lunch, and arrived in time to cook our steak dinner. Along highway 97A we had a little excitement. Just past the town of Entiat, we saw something in the road, up ahead of us, in our lane. Slowing down, we watched some rocks and debris slide down the hill and block our lane. There were several large rocks, and one that was about 3 or 4 feet high. We had to stop, wait for traffic to clear, then go around it into the other lane, which fortunately wasn’t blocked.
Mary and Jeff working on the boat.
We waited until we saw a mile marker, then called 911 to report the rocks. The dispatcher sounded as though he’d heard a lot of such reports. “Are there any rocks in the road? Are they bigger than a softball? Bigger than a microwave? Oh! As big as that! OK! We’ll get right on it!” Do people call 911 when there are little rocks in the road?
Taking it out for a spin...
The weather had turned nice on Thursday, of course, the day we had to leave. It stayed nice all the way to Stevens Pass….then dark clouds and rain all the way home. Oh well, at least we got out a bit. It’s always good to go, and always good to come home.
Modern day hieroglyphics outside Entiat, WA
Hmmm…was it Sept 6? Why do we need a calendar when we’re retired?
Carl and Anita's ranch outside Brewster, WA
We kinda sorta decided at the last minute to go camping with Marilyn, Gene, Jeff and Mary. Because it was Labor Day weekend, everything was full, of course, so we left on Monday. We were hoping for better weather on the east side of the mountains. Jeff has a new (to him) boat he wanted to take, so we all headed for Lake Chelan.
Their Living Room...
Good friends from Lake Stevens, Carl and Anita Johnson, were visiting their property near Brewster. We have been invited over many times, and thought we’d better show up before they cross us off their list. Getting to their property was an interesting experience. Leaving Brewster, we went up and up the hill on a paved road that eventually turned into a dirt road.
Their bedroom and kitchen...
OK. But our little Tom-Tom navigator, which we know darn well lies to us just to have some fun, took us too far up the hill. Then it told us we had another 90 minutes to go, when we knew darn well we were close. So, back down the hill, up a driveway that was heavily marked with various “no trespassing” signs, looking for help. Luckily, the man behind all the signs was friendly and helpful and pointed us to the right driveway. (hard to see, overgrown, back from the road, what other excuse can we use?) Then bump and bump, we finally arrived.
Harris and Judy getting comfortable on the couch...
They have a beautiful piece of property up on a ridge, surrounded by trees and silence. Such peace! We had a great visit with them, a great dinner of barbequed ribs, and the quietest night’s sleep since leaving Alaska.
Unfortunately the weather has not been cooperating. It rained a lot on Monday and Tuesday. It’s raining on Wednesday. What’s with this?
Lowering the flags to indicate that the royal couple is no longer in residence.
Dropping down about 1000 feet from the Johnson ranch...
On Tuesday, we left “the ranch” and headed down the highway to Chelan. We found Marilyn and company at 25 Mile Creek State Park. They had arrived on Monday and set up camp. Finding a campsite was no problem, of course, since the park is almost deserted. Everyone went home on Monday. In fact, when we started over Stevens Pass, we commented on the heavy, almost bumper to bumper traffic coming west. Best part of being retired is not having to vacation when everyone else does!
Rocky Reach Dam...
One of the old hydro powerplant turbine props...
25 Mile Creek State Park is beautiful and quiet and a good place to launch boats. We had a break in the weather yesterday afternoon, and Jeff took everyone out for another test run. His boat goes fast! Trix, Gene’s dog, especially liked being in the bow, ears flapping in the wind. We also did a little wine tasting at a few local places, an activity we enjoy even if we don’t buy much.
Wine tasting in Lake Chelan...
Wednesday morning, we went for a walk along the highway and found 3 geocaches. One was by the ranger’s station, one along a guardrail, and one was hard to find…even though it was rated a “1”. Judy finally found it in the bottom of a rock that had been drilled to make a hole, then covered with another piece of rock.
An interesting house on the other side of Lake Chelan...
When we left home, we packed food for ourselves….really….because we didn’t know exactly where we’d be and when. But Anita fed us dinner. Marilyn, of course (as she says) always has enough for us. So, Tuesday night was lasagna. (real camping food, what?) Wednesday night was roast beef! (the joys of having an oven in her trailer!) We finally cooked our own steak on Thursday, when we returned home!
The Olson crew enjoying the new boat...
Jeff loves to make fires when we’re camping, and we love to watch him do it, and enjoy the fruits of his labors. Many hours are spent sitting around the fire, sipping hot drinks and just enjoying each other’s company. We did play a little “Bananagrams” one afternoon. Marilyn, Mary and Judy went into town on Wednesday afternoon to look around the unfortunately very expensive shops while Harris and Jeff tinkered on the boat and Gene supervised while reading a book.
Harris also enjoying the ride...
Marilyn and Gene are great hikers. They took us on a “walk” Thursday morning up by a forest service camp further up the road that was totally deserted. Great place for Trix to get off leash and really run and run. It was going to be a short, 2 and a half mile walk up a road for a view of Lake Chelan. BUT. Of course. Harris had loaded some geocaches.
The cache that was "only" 1/3 mile away...
“There’s one just .3 miles away!” (That’s point 3, in case you missed it.) BUT. Of course. He doesn’t mention that the .3 is “how the crow flies”, or how the GPS measures. So, we start out. About 3 miles later, after many switchbacks up and up and up the mountain, we finally find the cache. It was a good day for walking, sunny, not too warm, shady spots, etc., but Judy still found things to complain about. Going back was of course much easier. We got our exercise in this day!
Marilyn and Judy coming back down the mountain.
We had to head back home after lunch, and arrived in time to cook our steak dinner. Along highway 97A we had a little excitement. Just past the town of Entiat, we saw something in the road, up ahead of us, in our lane. Slowing down, we watched some rocks and debris slide down the hill and block our lane. There were several large rocks, and one that was about 3 or 4 feet high. We had to stop, wait for traffic to clear, then go around it into the other lane, which fortunately wasn’t blocked.
Mary and Jeff working on the boat.
We waited until we saw a mile marker, then called 911 to report the rocks. The dispatcher sounded as though he’d heard a lot of such reports. “Are there any rocks in the road? Are they bigger than a softball? Bigger than a microwave? Oh! As big as that! OK! We’ll get right on it!” Do people call 911 when there are little rocks in the road?
Taking it out for a spin...
The weather had turned nice on Thursday, of course, the day we had to leave. It stayed nice all the way to Stevens Pass….then dark clouds and rain all the way home. Oh well, at least we got out a bit. It’s always good to go, and always good to come home.
Modern day hieroglyphics outside Entiat, WA
Saturday, August 21, 2010
Returning Home
Our "Last Supper" in Belgrade
Monday, August 16, 2010 Day 148
Up early, saying goodbye to Candy before she has to go to work. We keep telling her the benefits of retirement, but so far she hasn’t believed us. Too bad for her!
Our restocking of Montana flour stop just o/s of Belgrade
We basically just drove a lot today….made it all the way to Moses Lake. We could have kept going, but it was a great sunny hot day and we wanted to stop at a place with a pool. So we ended up back at the place we started this trip, Suncrest Resort RV, and as soon as we could we went swimming. Good way to cool off. We had our AC turned on in Howie for probably the 3rd time since we bought it. Harris grilled some shrimp and pork kabobs for dinner, we played cards, and hit the sack.
Our stop at the Silver Dollar Casino (and more)
Tuesday, August 17, 2010 Day 149
An easy drive home today. Because the weather was still good, we decided to take the scenic route and headed up highway 2 through Wenatchee. Stevens Pass is much prettier than Snoqualmie. We did see one hairy accident just outside Wenatchee. And just shortly after we went over the pass, we were startled by a low flying small jet that just whizzed by above us. We found out later that night that President Obama had been visiting Seattle, and a small float plane had invaded the no fly zone around Lake Union. So military jets had been scrambled to check out the areas.
The plane that daily buzzes Suncrest RV Resort
Rock Island Dam just outside Wenatchee
We stopped in Monroe for some quick groceries, then made it home by early afternoon. Keith was pleased to see us, as he’s moving to Boston on Friday. Guess we’ll have to plan a trip to the east coast soon!
A scary accident (but with nobody hurt)
Monday, August 16, 2010 Day 148
Up early, saying goodbye to Candy before she has to go to work. We keep telling her the benefits of retirement, but so far she hasn’t believed us. Too bad for her!
Our restocking of Montana flour stop just o/s of Belgrade
We basically just drove a lot today….made it all the way to Moses Lake. We could have kept going, but it was a great sunny hot day and we wanted to stop at a place with a pool. So we ended up back at the place we started this trip, Suncrest Resort RV, and as soon as we could we went swimming. Good way to cool off. We had our AC turned on in Howie for probably the 3rd time since we bought it. Harris grilled some shrimp and pork kabobs for dinner, we played cards, and hit the sack.
Our stop at the Silver Dollar Casino (and more)
Tuesday, August 17, 2010 Day 149
An easy drive home today. Because the weather was still good, we decided to take the scenic route and headed up highway 2 through Wenatchee. Stevens Pass is much prettier than Snoqualmie. We did see one hairy accident just outside Wenatchee. And just shortly after we went over the pass, we were startled by a low flying small jet that just whizzed by above us. We found out later that night that President Obama had been visiting Seattle, and a small float plane had invaded the no fly zone around Lake Union. So military jets had been scrambled to check out the areas.
The plane that daily buzzes Suncrest RV Resort
Rock Island Dam just outside Wenatchee
We stopped in Monroe for some quick groceries, then made it home by early afternoon. Keith was pleased to see us, as he’s moving to Boston on Friday. Guess we’ll have to plan a trip to the east coast soon!
A scary accident (but with nobody hurt)
Sunday, August 15, 2010
Belgrade, MT
Friday, August 13 – Sunday August 15 , 2010 Days 145-147
The weather sure was gray this morning. It rained off and on all day as we headed east. We traveled on I-90 until we got to highway 1, at Drummond. We turned off to take a scenic byway. Guess what? Drummond had a neat quilt shop, so of course we had to stop a bit.
A must stop at quilt store
Then it was off again on highway 1. Harris suddenly pulled over and decided Judy needed to drive Howie for a bit. “Just until we stop for a geocache”…which turned out to be in a Phillipsburg city park. Phillipsburg is quite the little tourist town. There were signs to Granite, a ghost town, so we decided to give it a try. Halfway up a dirt road, a sign said, “Road narrows, proceed at your own risk”. Okay, we thought, we can still do this. Wrong. Just around the next bend it got really rutted and rough. Turning around wasn’t easy, to say the least, but we were happy we did so. We stopped to let a small car pass us. They stopped to tell us the road was much worse and the town not worth the drive.
An intersting sight along Hwy 1
A sign in Phillipsburg
So, out of Phillipsburg, on down the highway, which grew progressively more scenic as we got away from the scrub brush and into the foothills. We did a couple of more geocaches along the road, then realized it was getting late, especially because we lost an hour going east, and Rick was probably sitting around waiting for us to show up. One cache we stopped for was near a fountain of water, running out of spigots. People came from miles around to fill up containers of “pure” water. We tasted it, and agreed it was really good. We passed through Anaconda, then hit I-90 again and hoofed it to Belgrade.
Stopping for lunch in Montana along Highway 1
Harris hauling down a cache in the forrest
Rick was indeed waiting for us to show up, and graciously showed us around their new house, giving us a choice of 2 guest rooms. Candy came home from her second week of being the school superintendent, and the weekend began.
A kids' slide we saw on our morning walk
Rick cooked bison burgers for us all. We stayed up way too late, chattering and playing cards. Judy lost big time. Saturday morning we walked to breakfast at a local cafĂ©—good food! Then we walked around the town and the school district offices. It was interesting to watch Candy take mental notes of many little things that we just ignored. (Not our problem if a sign had been knocked down, but she has to take care of it now. ) Candy took Judy to a local quilt store. She laughed when she realized Judy is still trying to find the perfect materials for a quilt she was working on in March. Oh well.
The "C&R" bed, breakfast, and more...
A savory breakfast at the C&R B&B
Inside the Ellen Theater
Rick and Harris cooked a great chicken dinner. Then we went into Bozeman for a play called “Laughter on the 23rd floor” by Neil Simon at the Ellen Theater. Don’t know how old the theater is, but it’s beautiful. The play itself was well acted, but the writing was just okay. But we enjoyed going out to a play. Then we came home, played more cards, and this time Judy won!
Street view of the Ellen theater
Sunday morning Rick cooked us a great breakfast. Rick and Harris watched the Mariners lose again. Candy and Judy made some chocolate zucchini bread. Then we went out and about geocaching. One “Just off the freeway” cache took us many miles into the hills to the north. It’s a great way to see new territory, places you wouldn’t normally go to. We dropped off this giant travel bug in a cache that was very close to a grain elevator—right in the middle of nowhere. We wondered how the grain left this elevator and we’ll be interested to see how soon the travel bug gets moved from this out of the way cache.
One of the many trains that pass by Candy and Ricks' B&B
Andy...errr...rather Candy as new Super!
The weather today turned great. We loved being out and about in the sunshine and heat. We came home to sit on the shady porch, snack, play cards, eat a great salmon dinner, play more cards, and talk the night away. (Not too late, Candy has to get up in the morning to work. Poor her.)
We love visiting Candy and Rick. (Thank you for such great hospitality and fun.)
Tomorrow we head west, back toward Seattle. We’ll see how far we get.
Harris and Judy by the grain elevator
The weather sure was gray this morning. It rained off and on all day as we headed east. We traveled on I-90 until we got to highway 1, at Drummond. We turned off to take a scenic byway. Guess what? Drummond had a neat quilt shop, so of course we had to stop a bit.
A must stop at quilt store
Then it was off again on highway 1. Harris suddenly pulled over and decided Judy needed to drive Howie for a bit. “Just until we stop for a geocache”…which turned out to be in a Phillipsburg city park. Phillipsburg is quite the little tourist town. There were signs to Granite, a ghost town, so we decided to give it a try. Halfway up a dirt road, a sign said, “Road narrows, proceed at your own risk”. Okay, we thought, we can still do this. Wrong. Just around the next bend it got really rutted and rough. Turning around wasn’t easy, to say the least, but we were happy we did so. We stopped to let a small car pass us. They stopped to tell us the road was much worse and the town not worth the drive.
An intersting sight along Hwy 1
A sign in Phillipsburg
So, out of Phillipsburg, on down the highway, which grew progressively more scenic as we got away from the scrub brush and into the foothills. We did a couple of more geocaches along the road, then realized it was getting late, especially because we lost an hour going east, and Rick was probably sitting around waiting for us to show up. One cache we stopped for was near a fountain of water, running out of spigots. People came from miles around to fill up containers of “pure” water. We tasted it, and agreed it was really good. We passed through Anaconda, then hit I-90 again and hoofed it to Belgrade.
Stopping for lunch in Montana along Highway 1
Harris hauling down a cache in the forrest
Rick was indeed waiting for us to show up, and graciously showed us around their new house, giving us a choice of 2 guest rooms. Candy came home from her second week of being the school superintendent, and the weekend began.
A kids' slide we saw on our morning walk
Rick cooked bison burgers for us all. We stayed up way too late, chattering and playing cards. Judy lost big time. Saturday morning we walked to breakfast at a local cafĂ©—good food! Then we walked around the town and the school district offices. It was interesting to watch Candy take mental notes of many little things that we just ignored. (Not our problem if a sign had been knocked down, but she has to take care of it now. ) Candy took Judy to a local quilt store. She laughed when she realized Judy is still trying to find the perfect materials for a quilt she was working on in March. Oh well.
The "C&R" bed, breakfast, and more...
A savory breakfast at the C&R B&B
Inside the Ellen Theater
Rick and Harris cooked a great chicken dinner. Then we went into Bozeman for a play called “Laughter on the 23rd floor” by Neil Simon at the Ellen Theater. Don’t know how old the theater is, but it’s beautiful. The play itself was well acted, but the writing was just okay. But we enjoyed going out to a play. Then we came home, played more cards, and this time Judy won!
Street view of the Ellen theater
Sunday morning Rick cooked us a great breakfast. Rick and Harris watched the Mariners lose again. Candy and Judy made some chocolate zucchini bread. Then we went out and about geocaching. One “Just off the freeway” cache took us many miles into the hills to the north. It’s a great way to see new territory, places you wouldn’t normally go to. We dropped off this giant travel bug in a cache that was very close to a grain elevator—right in the middle of nowhere. We wondered how the grain left this elevator and we’ll be interested to see how soon the travel bug gets moved from this out of the way cache.
One of the many trains that pass by Candy and Ricks' B&B
Andy...errr...rather Candy as new Super!
The weather today turned great. We loved being out and about in the sunshine and heat. We came home to sit on the shady porch, snack, play cards, eat a great salmon dinner, play more cards, and talk the night away. (Not too late, Candy has to get up in the morning to work. Poor her.)
We love visiting Candy and Rick. (Thank you for such great hospitality and fun.)
Tomorrow we head west, back toward Seattle. We’ll see how far we get.
Harris and Judy by the grain elevator
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