Sasquatch, No; Wolfman, Yes

I have the pictures and the ideas together for a post called Cannon Beach … but Billy Cannon died this morning, and I have been feeling guilty about by-passing Los Angeles (traffic is even less fun when you’re pulling a 4-ton trailer).  And I have not mentioned that northern Pacific coast creature known as Sasquatch.  […]

Read More

Netarts Bay Garden RV Park, Oregon

Today we began our third week based in a nice little RV campground which offers an excellent deal for the month of May along with a nice bay view and all the conveniences of home here, or in Tillamook six miles away. We chose to stop for a while to let spring overtake us, to […]

Read More

Oregon’s Pacific Coast Food

Kat and I love Gulf seafood.  What we have found from the Pacific has been nearly as good – those big Pacific oysters (the most common variety, and the species canned for refrigerator cases in most of the USA) are too metallic for my taste, fried or raw.  Baked with a sauce they are acceptable, […]

Read More

Oregon’s Pacific Coast Highway

Redwoods National Park casts a mood along the lines of Mirkwood, the dark forest of J. R. R. Tolkien’s Hobbit trilogy, inhabited by giant spiders, overseen by the Eye of Sauron, home of Gollum, a land terrorized by the occasional raid of marauding Orcs.  It is damp, mossy, cool when not cold, and packed with […]

Read More

Yosemite National Park

  As famed as this park is, we did not know it has a valley section open most of the year, and a higher section that’s closed most of the year.  Our visit took place April 13 and 14 and they hadn’t even run snowplows through the mountain passes.  So we missed Tuolumne Meadows at […]

Read More

Sequoia National Park

It seems spring has finally overtaken us on our trek north.  Outside Sequoia National Park the redbuds are in full bloom, the lupines (which look just like tall bluebonnets) are out in force, and the hills are covered with dark golden flowers the locals know as California poppies.  But the ever vigilant Park Service is […]

Read More

Bugger

Over the years I have enjoyed the company of several black cats.  The first was Jinx who mysteriously appeared at our backdoor in Mooringsport.  My mom liked cats and Dad tolerated them, outside.  He hated the idea of something that buried its poop jumping onto countertops or tables.  That’s understandable, but in my dotage I […]

Read More