Day 198 has been updated (sorry about being so lazy, but I'm working on Day 199 now also?)
(4/7) - Day 199 has been updated.
(4/8) - Day 200 has been updated.
(4/8) - Day 201 has been updated.
(4/9) - Day 202 has been updated.
(4/10) - Day 203/204 has been updated.
(4/11) - Day 205 has been updated.
(4/17) - Day 206 has been updated (sorry it's taking so long - got a little side tracked)
4/20) - Day 207 has been updated
(4/20) - Day 208 has been updated
(4/28) - Day 209 has been updated - only two more days to go!
(5/8) - Day 210 & 211 have been updated. This is it for the final section of the trip..
What's left? Not much, so if you're tired of reading this, I certainly can understand. Maybe for my own sake if no one elses, I do have some days way back in Michigan that still need photo's added (they've been uploaded, just never inserted them in the blog). I also haven't uploaded hardly any video's for the second half of the trip (since St. Petersburg, FL). Maybe it's late, but I'd still like to get that done. So will keep using this status entry to let you know if anything else changes.
...BTW - Working on something for a Family Reunion in August 2009 - more in the new blog below...
New Blog!
Drque suggested that since we had so much fun staying in touch while we were on the RV trip, we should get together and do some sort of family network site so we can continue to stay in touch going forward. There are probably better web sites for this and we're looking at a few, but in the meantime I thought it might be fun to go ahead and setup a new blog in Travellerspoint for those who are already used to using this one.
If you're family and have a Travellerspoint user id, I've set you up as an author already for this new blog. You can go ahead and try posting news or info about a trip you've taken or whatever. I posted a couple of (hastily written) instructions in it to help us get started.
I'm not sure whether other friends want to post to this also or not, if so let me know (by posting a comment of course!) I can add you. This is an experiment, but I figured it wouldn't take long to set up and we could give it a try.
Here's the link:
http://jcircle.travellerspoint.com/1/
ps - I certainly don't plan to post daily entries on the new one myself as I did for this blog, but will try to weekly or so...
pps - if you have a preference for a social networking site you'd prefer we use, we should start a discussion for that! OK - I'll add one more entry to the new blog for this purpose and give us some ideas to start with...
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Most of the day we drove south on Hwy 101 along Hood Canal, which is basically a fiord. This is a shot of where it bends at the southern end and heads west for a bit.

I also stopped by the bridge over the Hama Hama River. I am reminded again of what a beautiful part of the country this is

Also along the southern end of Hood Canal is the Dalby Water Wheel. Although I'd heard of it in the past, I'd never bothered to track it down until we bumped into it today. It's small because it was built by one man, Edwin Dalby, just to power his shop tools. They hadn't brought electricity to this area in 1923 when he lived here.

We saw skunk cabbage again several places along the road. Just for fun, I broke one off and smelled it. While relatively faint compared to the real thing, it definitely smells like skunk. It's pretty though and likes wet, marshy type area's - so does quite well in western Washington.

We cut over to Hwy 3 to find a restaurant to celebrate at (it was closed unfortunately, this really was the longer way home). Later however we passed through the very small town of Allen, about 19 miles north of where I live. They have a large, retail outlet for Chainsaw Art Carving (and a school if you want to learn how to use chainsaws to cut artistic shapes.)


And nineteen miles further and I am again really enjoying the view from my house across Oakland Bay and Shelton.
The trip has been so much fun, part of me wouldn't mind just emptying some of the stuff out of the RV and just head out again, . But I also like it here and now I've got to get some chores done and start paying for the last trip (ho, ho).
I hope to get the blog finished over the next week or so (all pic's uploaded and 'placeholder' entries changed to final). Got some final thoughts to add later also (why don't the states put turnouts where they have roadside signs?)
It's been such a wonderful experience, I hope those of you who've been reading the blog have also enjoyed it some through our camera's eyes!
Day 211 - Back Home to Shelton (Photo's Added) remains copyright of the author jl98584, a member of the travel community Travellerspoint.
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]]>It was partly sunny most of the day, some light rain from time to time, but not very much. Mom's mood was slightly better most of the day, but she's ready to go home. We did stop briefly in Forks. They have a nice little city park with some history (big, big fire back in 1951 that traveled 18 miles in 6 hours and burned some 30k acres). They also have a locomotive on display that was used to haul logs and supplies between town and logging camps.

Today shortly after starting out we saw a large herd of Roosevelt Elk, maybe 36 animals? They were right up close to Hwy 101 also, so I got some great shots.


We passed Beaver Waterfalls on Hwy 113 - very nice.


We also drove by some rugged coastline and rocky beaches. There are a few rocks along the Straight of San Juan de Fuca between the Olympic Penninsula and Vancouver Island, Canada. They make for some interesting scenery also.

Some rocks also seem popular with Sea Lions and sea gulls. I didn't notice it when I took the picture, but if you look closely, there is also a pair of bald eagles sitting on top of this rock!

I stopped to pick up rocks at Clallam Bay, Mom just about fired me but she didn't want to drive the RV so I guess she's forgiven me. I got a couple of agates, but mostly quartz, which I find attractive for some reason.

We went thru the Makah Museum, which was quite well done as well as informative (no photography however).
Finally, we made it to the far northwest corner of Washington State and the final 'corner' of the lower 48 for our Circumnavigation (not that there really are corners). At the end of the road is a parking lot, then a 1/2 mile trail that is pretty steep and rugged, too much for Mom of course so we took our picture at the trail head.

Then Mom stayed in the RV while I hiked on down and took pictures. Here are a couple shots of the trail and a tree along the trail deformed by the rough weather out here (a small version of an 'octopus' tree?).


At the end of the trail is a viewing platfrom:


From here, everything to your left is behind you, and everything to your right is behind you. This is a true Cape - no mincing words here. Here is a shot of the coast south of the point. Very awesome place.

Offshore a little further, but quite visible from the platform, is Tatoosh Island.

There is a lighthouse on Tatoosh Island, but it's quite hard to see without binoculars (or a good zoom lens).
Just north of the island was a small rock that the Sea Lions seemed to prefer. This was probably a bit too far for my camera, but between the 12x zoom and cropping, I took a shot anyway.

The waters off Cape Flattery are teaming with fish and other wildlife, probably has something to do with the ocean currents being affected by the point. The Makah tribe takes advantage of this for some of their livelyhood (I think they are one of the few tribes that have avoided getting into the Casino business, I'm not sure). This boat was just off Tatoosh Island.

I also caught this surf scooter below the viewing platform looking for some dinner.

And then in the rocks just to the right of the platform were two black oyster catchers. They blended into the scenery so well I almost didn't see them. Fortunately there was a better birder on the platform who took the time to point them out so I could get a picture.

Reluctantly, I did finally leave the point and we started the long drive to Sequim. Along the way, we had some beautiful views of the Olympic Mountains - very, very steep.

The clouds actually parted just enough for us to also catch a glimpse of the sunset.

I had made reservations at a membership campground near Sequim, doesn't cost me to stay here (other then the membership of course), but if I'd bothered to look at a map and see how far this was from Cape Flattery, I'd have stayed somewhere else. This is all the way across the Olympic penninsula - a LONG way from Cape Flattery, so we didn't get to the campground until after 8 PM. On the plus side is that we saw a pair of Bald Eagles on the way - right up by the road where I could get some great shots of them!
What a way to cap off the trip, awesome cape, wild elk, and a pair of bald eagles!



We're only 80 miles from home, so it should be an easy drive tomorrow. You might want to keep an eye on the blog for a couple of weeks - I should have all the entries caught up by then. I've simply got too many great photo's not to share them! Also, my goal has always been to use the blog as my travel journal and to print it all out when we got done, so can't do that until the rest is updated.
Day 210 - Cape Flattery (Photo's Added) remains copyright of the author jl98584, a member of the travel community Travellerspoint.
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However, snow or no snow - we are still on the trip so I decided to fit in a little sightseeing! I had been to the Hoh Rain Forest Visitors Center once before, so this time decided to take a look at the rain forest by Lake Quinault. It was a little unusual since it doesn't snow that often around here, especially this time of the year.

At the Visitors Center, I learned that this area is called the Lake Quinault Rain Forest, I guess each section has a separate name. However, the concept is the same - they are all part of the same Olympic Mountain ecosystem IMHO. I also learned that there are a couple of things really worth seeing in this section of the rain forest. Just up the road is what's billed as "The Worlds Largest Spruce Tree".
The park ranger even gave me directions to a shortcut so I could drive closer to the tree and not have to hike to it (which meant Mom could visit it also).

I suspect however that they may have to remeasure things. It looks like the top has broken off, perhaps in that nasty December storm? Just across the drive from the Spruce Tree were several resort cabins that were totally wrecked - fairly recently (December storm again?)

The Lake Quinault Loop Road was closed due to storm damage, but we drove up a little farther to Merriman Falls, which the ranger also recommended. These are very close to the road and quite nice.

Nearby are several tree's that do justice to the concept of a 'rain forest'. It may just be moss, but there is a lot of it.


A short way past the falls, we saw some lovely farms and snow scenery, so I took some more pictures before heading back to the main highway.
Having done about all we could in the Quinault Rain Forest (with the loop road being closed and all), we headed back to Hwy 101 North. On the way, we saw a sign for a turnout to a "Big Cedar". This wasn't billed as the worlds largest (although there are several 'largest' or 'biggest' trees in various sections of the Rain Forest). However, it was quite large.


Unlike Oregon and California, this coast highway doesn't actually follow the coast except for a short stretch of about 20 miles or so. Along that stretch however are some pretty spectacular sights. First we came to Kalaloch State Park. This is from the overlook by the Lodge at the south end, which has a wetlands area.

Just past this are long stretches of flat beach, and campsites just above the beach. This is a shot from one of the campsites. The Propane Heater in the RV isn't lighting so will just use RV parks for the next couple of nights (where we can plug in and use electric heat), otherwise I would have preferred to just stay here.

Here is another shot of the beach at Kalaloch.

A little farther north we had a nice view of Destruction Island and it's Lighthouse. You can't get to it, so I had to just settle for a picture.

And just north of that is my favorite beach ever - Ruby Beach. There's just something about the river, haystacks and scenery here, although my pictures today weren't as spectacular as some I've taken in the past. The weather may be a factor (as well as time of day perhaps?)

In fact, I like Ruby Beach so much, I'll post two pic's of it.

From here we drove on to Forks, WA, where we found an RV park just north of Forks. I spent too long in the Rain Forest and at Ruby Beach to make it to Cape Flattery today afterall (much to Mom's dismay).
Logistics:
Miles Driven - 129, Cumulative - 19,713
Camped at RV Park about 10 miles north of Forks.
Provisions: Gas $42.36 for 11.771 gallons at 129,595
Day 209 - Olympic National Park (Photo's Added) remains copyright of the author jl98584, a member of the travel community Travellerspoint.
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]]>We tried to visit the Cranberry Museum, but they were closed. The sign said they'd be open from 10 - 3, but they were closed at 10:20 when we got there - no sign as to why or how long they'd be closed, so we pretty much gave up on that for this trip.
We did stop at Long Beach briefly before heading north. I've lived in Western Washington almost 20 years now and had no idea "Long Beach" is the longest beach in the world? At least that's what the town proclaims:

Because of the storm runoff, the waves were unusually brown (the low ones in the foreground anyway). I thought this was a little unusual.

Willapa Bay has a nice NWR and is lovely to drive around, but it takes a couple of hours. Along the way, we stopped at the ranger station and picked up some information. They had a very interesting picnic table outside - based on a crab (notice the legs?) - or is it a butterfly?

The tree's were all covered in a very soft looking moss. It was too icy to walk along the path very far, but I couldn't resist a few pictures. The robins didn't seem to mind the snow & ice as much as we did.

Across from the ranger station was "Long Island" (not NY, but Willapa Bay). This is part of the NWR and has a limited amount of camping on it. It is also a very popular area for boating, there were several canoes & kayaks in the area even in this weather.

At the head of Willapa Bay are the twin towns of South Bend and Raymond. South Bend is the county seat, the result of a very interesting story in that the county seat (records) was actually, sort of, kidnapped in 1893. They built a fancy Courthouse with a 'glass art' dome in the early 1900's to help cement South Bend's status as the County Seat.

Outside the Courthouse was this interesting scene where the spring blossems seemed somewhat out of sync with the light dusting of snow from yesterdays storm.

Just north of South Bend is the city of Raymond, home to the Northwest Carriage Museum.

There was a display outside as well, an old horse drawn 'Tankwagon'.

Unlike other's we've seen on this trip, it's carriages are beautifully restored - they each look like showroom quality, maybe better. They also have lots of interpretive signs and displays, including one on how carriage wheels are made. Here are some of my better photo's - due to the large numbers however, I'll post them all as "Thumbnails". If you click on them, there is a better description attached to each one (from those lovely interpretive signs!)
While most of the Carriage Museum is taken up with carriages, there are also display's about how carriages are built, about life in the 1800's, and also some exhibits about clothing and travelling in the 1800's such as this trunk.

After taking about 5,000 pictures of carriages (just kidding), we drove on through Tokeland, on the north end of Willapa Bay. This is the home to the historic Tokeland Hotel, which unfortunately was closed when we stopped by.

Tokeland is quite small and is home to a small fishing fleet. At the marina we encountered a very large flock of godwits. Of course, I took pictures (also of a couple of sanderlings pretending they were godwits).
One of the problems the State has had with this area is erosion. Portions of Hwy 105 have fallen off into the Pacific and had to be rebuilt. You can clearly see some of the affects of erosion along the shoreline. This area is where the highway turns north up the coastline.

We followed Hwy 105 into Westport. Westport is on the south side of the entrance to Grays Harbor and home to the Grays Harbor Lighthouse, the tallest lighthouse in Washington - which unfortunately had closed about 15 minutes before we got there. At 107 feet, this is the third tallest lighthouse on the west coast.

Westport is a pretty small town in the winter (or late spring), the main business seems to be taking folks out on deep sea fishing charters. They also have a maritime museum, but it was closed by the time we got there (by now, after 5 PM).

It was so late by the time we left Westport, we just drove through Aberdeen and Hoquiam and bypassed Oceanshores. There are nice things to see and do in these towns also, but it was getting late and I wanted to get to the campground in Ocean City before dark. (This area is also fairly close to where I live, so I can go back there again someday to see things I had to miss on this trip.)
So we're safely encamped at a membership campground out here at Ocean Shores. Mom doesn't like the rain and snow much and was hinting maybe we should just skip the rest of the trip (less than a week now) and head straight home. I'd prefer to stay with the plan but may compromise and maybe not take as long to drive around the Olympic Loop (Cape Flattery is the last of the four 'corners' we plan to visit in the circumnavigation). Stay posted, we'll see (if the weather changes for the better, she'll probably want to just keep on driving indefinitely!)
Logistics:
Miles Driven - 144, Cumulative - 19,584
Camped at TT Ocean City RV Campground
Provisions - Gas $36.71 for 10.2 gallons
Day 208 - Willapa Bay and a Carriage Museum (Photo's Added) remains copyright of the author jl98584, a member of the travel community Travellerspoint.
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]]>We also visited the South Jetty, which is on the mouth of the Columbia River. From here, I could see the mouth of the Columbia River as well as the Cape Disappointment lighthouse across the river in Washington.
The weather this morning was quite windy and cold, so I couldn't resist one more photo of the wind driven waves. These were along the south jetty - very wild.

After visiting the shipwreck and jetty, we drove over to where the main portion of Fort Stevens was located. There is a nice Military Museum there as well as what remains of the barracks, gun emplacements and some equipment. The large field in front of the museum is where the barracks were located for soldiers stationed at the Fort when it was active. It was decommissioned in 1947, after WWII, since technology had made coastal fortifications such as this obsolete.
Behind the museum are one of several gun batteries at the fort. The guns in the picture are on display at the museum.

There is also some old WWII equipment, such as this searchlight. Searchlights were used to try to spot enemy planes at night. Radar was just being developed as WWII broke out.

In the Museum, I was surprised to learn that Fort Stevens was was actually fired on by a Japanese submarine during WWII - on June 21, 1942. The sub fired several 5.5 inch shells in the general vacinity of the Fort, probably not realizing it was even there. They landed in the beach area without doing any damage and the Fort's commander refused to let the gunners return fire - realizing that the sub was too far out to have much chance to hit it and returning fire would only give away the position of the US guns. This is the only military installation in the US mainland to actually be attacked by an enemy since the war of 1812 (Pearl Harbor is not on the mainland of course)!
We spent far longer at Fort Stevens then we expected, afterall when we came here we had just been looking for a place to camp! However, as usual we are finding there are just so many more interesting things out there that we had no idea about. But we did finally leave Fort Stevens to drive the short distance to Fort Clatsop. On the way out of the main gate however, I did stop for a black tailed deer that was hanging out in some of the old foundations.

It started raining by the time we left Fort Stevens. By the time we drove the few miles to Fort Clatsop, it had turned to snow. This was so unusual here that the park rangers started running outside with their camera's to document the event! Mom wasn't quite as thrilled, in fact I think if she hadn't lost her keys again, she'd have taken the RV and headed back south! But she gamely joined me in going through the visitors center at Fort Clatsop

Fort Clatsop was built by the Lewis & Clark Expedition as a winter quarters after they reached the Pacific Ocean in 1805. In the spring, they left it to the local Clatsop people, after which it had been named, and the Expedition headed back to Saint Louis. Inside the Visitors Center is a wing with museum type displays and a lot of information about the Lewis & Clark Expedition and it's participants. There is also a gift shop, which we did some serious damage in!
Out the back door of the Visitors Center is a short walk to the fort itself. The original fort is long gone of course, what stands there today is the second replica built based on rough sketches from Captain Clarks journal. (The first replica burned down in 2005 and was rebuilt in 2006, using additional research to make it more realistic.) In spite of the snow, Mom checked out an electric cart available from the Park Rangers (first time we've seen this since Virginia - or Wal-mart). She didn't stay in the Fort area very long, but did visit it.

Here's a slightly better view of what the (replica) Fort looks like from the outside (with Mom in the Snow).

Here are some additional shots of the Fort details. It was a pretty bleak place and most of the expedition members complained about their stay in Fort Clatsop.
Given the snow and lack of activities in the Fort, I didn't stay at the Fort very long either. But between the Visitors Center displays, an interpretive film they showed, and the gift shop - we managed to kill quite a bit of time. Given that it was starting to get well into the afternoon and the cold, wet, snowy weather - we decided to skip Astoria except for a quick shot. (Due to the weather, it just doesn't seem as inviting as it did in the movie: "Kindergarten Cop".)

There are several things I still want to see in Astoria but it's not that far from my home, so I'll plan to visit it again. One of the more interesting things about Astoria is the very long, narrow Astoria-Megler Bridge which crosses the Columbia River into Washington. At 21,474 feet long, it is the longest continuous truss bridge in North America. I wasn't sure it would be open in such awful weather, but it was and we crossed it!


The weather was just so cold and wet, we decided to head straight to the campground and continue the trip in the morning. Besides, between Fort Stevens and Fort Clatsop, we'd seen a lot more today than we'd expected!
IF the roads are icy in the morning, we may stay here another day - otherwise, we'll do a little sightseeing down here, then start up north again through Raymond and see how far we can get. Ocean city would be nice, but we may not make it that far - too much sightseeing to do, even in the snow! (Mom might not agree, I think she's ready to head back to Yuma.)
We are safely tucked in at an RV Campground in Long Beach, WA - heavy, wet snow since late morning, but appears to be just cold and wet now - quite cold! Maybe we should have stayed south a little bit longer.
Logistics:
Miles Driven - 54, Cumulative - 19,440
Camped at ROD RV Campground in Long Beach, WA
Provisions: Gas $39.05 for 11 gallons at 129,320, Propane $4.80 for 2.2 gallons
Day 207 - Welcome to Washington! (Photo's Added) remains copyright of the author jl98584, a member of the travel community Travellerspoint.
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]]>You start at a gift shop at the top. Out back is a nice statue of, what else, Stellar sea lions!

From the overlook behind the statue, I could see sea lions swimming in the surf below. I guess sometimes they like to rest inside and sometimes they like to play outside - just like us.
From there, you hike down to the top of an elevator that takes you down to the cave. Here is the trail between the gift shop and top of the elevator.

When you get to the bottom, you are in the cave. They ask you not to use Flash photography so you don't disturb the animals. It's pretty dark inside, but this gives you an idea of what it's like (it is a cave afterall). The first shot is a 'full view'. You can also see the opening at the far end of a smaller tunnel that also leads into the cave.

This is a slightly closer shot of the rock pile at the back of the cave.

And finally, a closeup of a bull sea lion on a rock on the near side (which is as close as I could get with my zoom).

I stayed in the cave quite a while taking pictures, tried to take some video also, but mostly just enjoying the sea lions.
Also before leaving the overlook outside the gift shop, I took a long distance shot of the lighthouse at Heceta Head. It's probably a good thing I did because when we drove by it later, the road out to the lighthouse was closed, so this is as close as I was going to get today.

I also planned to try to make it to my Uncle Bill's near Salem and wasn't sure how long it would take, so tried not to stop too often (it was also quite cold and sometimes rainy, so Mom really didn't want to stop too often if it meant she had to get out). However, a little farther north from Sea Lion Cave, we stopped at a place called Seal Rocks. We didn't see any seals while we were there, but we did see a couple of other interesting things. First was in the parking lot was another couple who had come out to collect rocks on the beach (maybe I'm not the only one with rocks in my head?). The wife went back out to the beach to look for agates while her husband and I compared 'treasures'.

Perhaps more interesting is what was going on in the surf. The rain had blown away and the wind was celebrating. The surf was hitting the rocks so hard it seemed to be exploding. I took a lot of pictures and video, it might be hard to tell from this but this rock is probably 15 to 20 feet tall.

In Newport, we turned east to head to Salem. Newport is the home of the Oregon Aquarium - we've visited this before and it's probably worth the look, but since I was trying to make tracks we just drove through today (May come back this way after leaving Salem however, we'll see). Mom was able to get a picture of the bridge while I drove - several of the Oregon bridges we've crossed are rather scenic but have no pullouts for taking pictures before you cross them!

The drive across Hwy 20 between Newport & Salem was lovely and wasn't difficult in the RV (wasn't sure what to expect, some of the routes across the Oregon coastal mountains can be quite rough). We got to my Uncles house faster then I'd expected, so had plenty of time to visit this afternoon. Uncle Bill is Mom's younger brother and they love getting together and cracking jokes and telling stories about their childhood, some of which might be true.
Aunt Gen came home from work a little later and took us all out to eat at McGrath's Fish House. This is a local establishment, but was quite large and very good. We are just eating way too good on this trip!
Not sure how long we'll be in Salem, probably until Monday morning - then head back over to the coast and continue our journey north from there. Mom isn't sure why we just don't take a more northern route back to the coast from Salem, but I'm thinking we drove up the coast all the way from Border Field SP in SW California, why not continue from where we left off so we can see the entire coast route from Border Field SP in CA to Cape Flattery, WA?
Logistics:
Miles Driven - 146, Cumulative - 19,158
Camped at My Uncle Bill's house in Salem, Oregon (Live is rough, no?)
Provisions - Gas $40.00 for 12.015 at 128,906
Day 202 - Sea Lion Cave & Big Waves (Photo's Added) remains copyright of the author jl98584, a member of the travel community Travellerspoint.
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]]>The name has me a little confused. When we were driving down the eastern seaboard, we learned that major headlands that jut out into the ocean enough to impact currents are often called 'Capes". Other types of headlands include penninsula's and promitories. Here in Oregon it seems that every spit of land is called "Cape" such and such? Maybe they really are 'Capes', or maybe the west coast naming schemes are just a little different, I'm not sure. Looking at our atlas however, it's hard to picture the NW coast of Oregon as having the same impact on ocean currents as Cape Cod, Cape Fear or Cape May on the east coast.
At any rate, going with the map names, our route today took us by Cape Kiwanda, Cape Lookout and Cape Meares - "The Three Capes".
First, we started by driving south a few miles from the campground to check out Pacific City. It was pretty cold and rainy out, so we didn't do much there, but I wanted to have an idea what it looked like. I softened Mom up a bit with a couple of donuts (she's not too fond of cold, damp weather). We passed this Great Blue Heron along a river that didn't seem any happier with the wind then we were.

The wind makes for more dramatic ocean shots of course, such as this one from "Anderson View Point".

On the above shot, you can slightly see three rocks in the distance. These are call Three Arches Rocks National Wildlife Refuge. We saw them again later from Cape Meares on the other side. It's hard to see from this angle, but all three rocks really do have openings in the arches. It's also hard to believe, but in the early 1900's it was considered a big sport (or entertainment?) for boats to take people around the arches so they could shoot at the nesting murres and puffins. Finally some naturalists convinced Teddy Roosevelt to declare the rocks a N.W.R. and got other legislation passed to stop the slaughter. Today, the Three Arches has the largest nesting colony of murres south of Alaska.

Back to the Capes for a moment, we had stopped at Cape Kiwanda last night also, which is a cool place but doesn't seem to consist of much more than a sand dune? The road goes past Cape Lookout somewhat inland and the only way to see the actual Cape is to hike out to it. Cape Meares is another story - you drive out most of the way to a large parking lot. It has a lighthouse, which is an easy walk from the parking lot and lots of signs about the cape including this nice little welcome area:

In spite of the nasty weather, two volunteers from the Whale Watch group were on duty (in yellow vests below) and stayed for their entire shift! And even though there weren't any whales to be sighted (we had learned before that high winds make it almost impossible to spot whale spout) - these brave folks stayed on duty and chearfully greated visitors and offered to show them (including me) some whale baleen, pictures from previous sightings and tell us about all things whale! I have developed a whole, new admirations for volunteers of all sorts!

After leaving the whale watch overlook, I headed on down to the lighthouse. While it isn't open for touring this time of year, like most of the other west coast lighthouses - it is up on a bluff and so the building isn't very tall. You can easily see the First Order Fresnel Lens just by hiking down to it. Also, this turns out to be one of only two, eight sided Fresnel Lenses with a Red glass covering every other panel - the other is in Hawaii. This creates an alternating Red/White light pattern. (Sorry the pictures are so dark, it was hard getting good shots today.)


As I hiked back up from the lighthouse (after searching unsuccessfully one more time for whales of course), I couldn't resist one more shot of the wind blowing across the waves. Interesting sight, but I'm glad I wasn't in a small boat down there!

Of course Mom was waiting in the RV during all my hiking around, so I didn't really want to leave her stranded for too long (she does have all the comforts of the RV, but still) - but there was one more sight I had to check out. Cape Meares is also home to the Octopus Tree! This is a giant, old Sitka Spruce that has just been deformed over the years by all the rough coastal weather. Each of the six candelabra limbs is about 12 feet around and some extend out about 30 feet from the base before turning upwards. The base of the tree is about 50 feet around (in circumference).

Mom may have been getting a little bored in the rig, but she was really glad I got the pictures of the Octopus Tree since she'd been a little curious about this also (not enough to brave the weather, but curious). I was dressed OK for the weather so was fine, but was also ready to stay warm and dry for awhile, so we headed back out on the road towards Tillamook.
Yes, we have gone in a circle again and returned to where we were yesterday - Tillamook! However, today we decided to visit the Pioneer Museum, having already visited the Cheese Factory yesterday. Ah, the places we go in search of campgrounds (and scenic routes). Anyway, back to the Pioneer Museum. Are you ready for a surprise?
Think back to all those beaches we didn't visit in Florida because the local communities didn't allow any RV parking near their beaches. Look what we drove up to right across the street from the main entrance to the museum! Not "No RV Parking", not "RV Parking OK", but "Recreational Vehicle Parking Only" (emphasis added, ho, ho)

RV Parking Only - Oregon is rapidly becoming my new, favorite RV'ing state!
Pioneer Museum - this may be a little misnamed. They do start out with a "Steam Donkey" outside - one of the earliest attempts to mechanize hauling lumber during the timber days of early Oregon (and WA for that matter).

Inside the Museum were also lots of displays about the pioneer days. Upstairs however (without any photos by me for some reason) was a very large room with display's about natural history - stuffed birds mostly. It was all very educational and informative, signs about what was what and why. If you had a few weeks to study this room, you'd probably come away very well informed. A small room off to the side also had displays about rocks, what they look like before & after polishing, where they're found, etc. Again, very well marked and described. (I did take some pictures here, but thought better about uploading them - pictures of rocks just didn't seem worth showing off.)
Finally, on the first floor and basement were lots of displays about how folks lived in early Oregon (e.g. Pioneer Days). We've seen rooms set up as in earlier era's, what make this one interesting was the information. A book was set up in this room with a diagram showing every object in the room and a list describing the objects.

Unfortunately, this was the only room they had documented this thoroughly - but my guess is they'll keep working on it until more of their exhibits are as well described. They did have a kitchen set up for display also. I'm not sure why it was behind glass but it was.

In the basement were several old vehicles actually used in this area. The first one seems to be missing it's top, but it's a 1906 Stagecoach. The next one, a 1902 Holsman is an automobile, not a buggy (but it looks more like one). It wasn't very powerful, whenever they had to go uphill, the passengers had to get out and help push it! Finally, there is a 1909 Buick - to have any of three of these would make any museum proud!
There were more exhibits tucked around different corners in the basement. They were all interesting, but not as well organized or marked as the ones upstairs (I wonder if these exhibits can get promoted to higher levels if they behave themselves and improve their signage?) Anyway, here is an interesting collection of washing machines from different era's. I'll spare you my photo of the horse bits...

Of course by the time I got back upstairs from the basement, Mom had already finished going through the Museum and the gift shop and was more then ready to hit the road. (I seem to take longer in these sorts of places, maybe it's the camera?)
The next stop was Rockaway Beach. We saw this on the map and I thought with a name like that, it had to be a cool beach for rockhounding - Not! This is what we found, more like Cape Kiwanda (I forgot to mention it had a brand new set of Condo's overlooking the Sand Dune):

So we just kept heading north on Hwy 101. My goal was to get to the general area of Fort Clatsop tonight so we could tour it in the morning. We had a little time, so when I got to Arcadia Beach I decided to go ahead and check it out. I picked up a few more agates there as well as some petrafied wood. Having way too much fun beachcombing - even in the rain.
There isn't any camping at Fort Clatsop, so Mom checked the atlas and found Fort Stevens State Park, near Fort Clatsop (Lewis & Clark Pacific NW Winter HQ) and Astoria. Surprisingly, the Rangers Station was still open even though it was 30 minutes past the posted closing time. They still had space although there were a lot of campers here in spite of the lousy weather. It turns out Fort Stevens is one of the most popular state parks in Oregon! In the summer it's often booked up well in advance, but more on that tomorrow.
It was very cold and rainy most of the day, so Mom wasn't interested in doing too much, but she enjoyed the Pioneer Museum in Tillamook. We also played some rummy cubes tonight, so I think that perked up Mom a bit (as well as the hot cocoa).
Logistics:
Miles Driven - 105, Cumulative -19,383
Camped at Fort Stevens State Park, near Astoria (Full Hookups, no charge for Showers, what's not to like?)
Provisions: Gas $46.38 for 12.886 gallons at 129,174
Donuts at Pacific City...
Day 206 - Three Capes & Pioneer Museum (Photo's Added) remains copyright of the author jl98584, a member of the travel community Travellerspoint.
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We then navigated through downtown Salem with only a minor hitch, and drove over Hwy 22 to the coast, stopping at a couple of places briefly. One of these was a State Park called Fort Yamhill. This sounded interesting so I thought we might give it a look, however, it turned out there wasn't much to look at but beautiful scenery and some interpretive signs. Again we are learning things about our history that somehow got overlooked in the history books.
After white settlers started arriving in western Oregon in the 1850's, Native American's in the area succumbed to the newly arrived diseases in large numbers, in some areas as many as 70% of the Natives died. Those that survived weren't exactly appreciated by the white settlers and conflict became the norm. The Willamette Valley Treaty was signed in the mid 1850's, which required the Native American's to move to the Grand Rhonde Reservation.
Fort Yamhill was built in 1856, along with several other Forts in western Oregon, to keep the white settlers and Native Americans apart - to enforce the line separating the reservation from the white areas. Many of the officers who served time at Fort Yamhill went on to serve as generals during the Civil War. The Army abandoned Fort Yamhill in 1866. Most of the buildings were sold and moved, today the park consists of the site, paths and interpretive signs.

Without any buildings, there wasn't too much to see here - so I took pictures of the interpretive signs and we headed on towards Tillamook. First we passed the Tillamook River and some beautiful scenery of the Oregon coastal areas - they get a lot of rain and mist, so everything is really green.

As we drove on towards the town, we passed this lovely dairy along the river. I don't think I'd mind being a dairy cow here.

We got to the Tillamook Cheese Factory about mid afternoon. Outside the main building is a full scale replica of the first ship built in Oregon, the Morning Star. It was built by the local farmers to ship their butter to Portland.

This factory has over one million visitors a year, but it is primarly a cheese (& Ice Cream) factory. While we were there, several large tank trucks pulled in to offload milk for processing.

Like the Cabot Creamery we visited back in Vermont, Tillamook Creamery is a cooperative, it is owned by 150 dairy farms in the area. Inside the main building, you can take a 'self paced' tour of the creamery. This consists of some rooms set up with exhibits about cattle and the milk industry, cheese and the history of the Tillamook Creamery operations in Oregon.
One of the signs listed the different kinds of dairy cattle, the farmers choose what kind of cattle he/she wants to manage based on his/her own preferences. These are Ayrshire, Brown Swiss, Dutch Belted, Guernsey, Holstein and Jersey. Another sign pointed out that over 1/2 the cost of a gallon of milk goes to feed for the cows!
Upstairs is a long room with glass windows that overlook the main areas where cheese is processed. This is basically what the tour consists of, wandering around watching the process through the windows. There are also computer kiosks around where you can learn more about the process and cheese in general.
After looking at all that cheese being made, of course we had to stop at their cheese store. Mom also did some damage at the gift shop, but somehow I managed to escape with nothing more than a squashed penny.
I had made reservations at a membership camground down near Pacific City, so down we headed. Once we got checked in, we drove over to Cape Kiwanda to check out their sand dune.

The beach was nice, but it was getting a bit chilly and Mom wanted to get some rest, so we headed back to but the RV to bed for the night (e.g., plug in and such). There was also a beach across the highway from the campground, so I decided to check it out while Mom (or the RV) rested. On the way, I made friends with one of the many semi wild rabbits living there. The look like easter bunny's that just found a new home here - I don't think these are naturally wild rabbits. But it was fun giving it some of my carrots.

From there it was a fairly short walk to the beach. Some folks told me there were a lot of fossils on this beach. I don't know if this is one, but it was a really interesting looking rock. Some of these holes are over an inch across, so the rock was a bit too big to try to bring home, a picture will have to do.

Finally, I hung out long enough to see the sunset - not bad at all.

Plan is to head north again today, probably visit Fort Clatsop (Lewis & Clark replica of fort they built to winter over near Astoria, Oregon). There are a couple of other Lewis & Clark sites along our route, so we'll probably try to visit them also.
No internet signal again last night (I am impressed with how remote so many area's of our country still are!).
Later...
Logistics:
Miles Driven - 121, Cumulative - 19,279
Camped at TT RV Campground, Pacific City, OR
Provisions: Gas $30.00 for 8.931 gallons at 129,055 in Salem
Cheese, Cheese and some more Cheese at Tillamook
Day 205 - Tillimook Cheese Factory (Photo's Added) remains copyright of the author jl98584, a member of the travel community Travellerspoint.
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Saturday Gen had a previous engagement so Bill took us to see the Salem Carousel.

The top of the carousel has wood carvings with scenes from around Oregon. I don't know who picked the colors, but they are quite unusual and very beautiful.

The horses are a work of art, each one is unique and has a special name.

I was really impressed with the detailed carving also. Did you know they even offer classes in how to carve carousel horses! Of course, it helps if you live in Salem...

At first, neither Mom nor Uncle Bill wanted to ride the Carousel, so we just looked around a bit and visited the gift store. Then just as we were leaving they changed their minds - so off we rode! Some people just never grow up

!(Hopefully I'll upload some video of this at some point...)
Then Uncle Bill took us to the Deepwood Estate. There are several historic homes in Salem, but he feels this is the most interesting one. It also happens to have a some of his work - such as the spindles on the handrails. (I wonder why he wanted to pose here?)


First, we couldn't help but notice the gardens, which are almost more famous than the home. In fact, there was a special spring tour going on when we visited - only for the gardens.


Fortunatly, the house was also open for tours. We were the only people in the house tour but our tour guide was very nice and loaded with information. The house was built in 1894. In 2002, Sunset Magazine named it one of the top four historic homes to tour in the West! There is a surprising amount of stained glass in the house and of course, lovely woodwork. Unlike most homes we've toured, you are allowed to sit on the chairs! (... and don't miss that door hinge - who decorates door hinges like that!)
On the way back to Bill & Gen's place, we passed by the old Salem Train Depot. However it has been restored recently, so hardly looks old anymore!

Later while Mom was resting, I took some time with Bill, then with Gen to fill out some more information about their family history. I still have a fair amount of work to do on this, but the family tree project has a few more twigs on it (Uncle Bob did most of the work, but maybe I can add a twig or two?)
We then went out to eat at the Marco Polo Global Restaurant, interesting in that they offer different menu's depending on what style of food you want from Asian to European, get it, Marco Polo?

Saturday, the weather was actually fairly decent, so of course I waited until Sunday to try to take pictures of the birds who frequent one of the thousands of bird feeders they keep up (OK, maybe a slight exaggeration there). With Mom's help and Sibley's, we were able to identify most of them - the last one of a small grey bird eluded us. If you know what it is, please post a comment and let me know - we really tried hard to find it in Sibleys! (ps - I have a couple different angles, if it would help I could post more shots or email them to you?)
Of course, we also saw a couple of other common animals, which isn't surprising because Bill & Gen surround their house with feeders & food, although this deer seems to prefer the bird seed.
While it was cold and rainy most of Sunday, we got to see/meet another long lost cousin - Denise. She and her husband Ken and Cale (Mom thinks it's Kale) came over for a short visit.

Bill showed Ken around his shop where Denise is helping Bill build a new canoe (smaller & lighter then the one he gave me).

I also enjoyed seeing this antique treadle band saw out there!. Watch out for woodworkers, who know's what they've got stashed out under their sawdust!

Mom and Uncle Bill always seem to have a good time when they get together, Gen and I try not to get in their way too much (I think Gen's better at it then I am though).
Tomorrow we're heading back to the coast again and will continue our journey northward, stopping at least at Tillimook, Fort Clatsop, and who knows where...
Logistics:
Miles Driven - 0, Cumulative - 19,158
Camped at Bill & Gen's near Salem, OR
Provisions: Dinner at Marco Polo (I had to contribute something?)
Day 203-204 - Visiting Uncle Bill & Salem (Photo's Added) remains copyright of the author jl98584, a member of the travel community Travellerspoint.
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Also when we got up this morning at the Harris Beach campground, we got really lucky for a change. For the last several weeks, I've been trying to get a nice picture of a Steller Blue Jay, which are quite common in the Pacific. So far however, my efforts were pretty unsuccessful. So imagine my surprise when just outside the RV door, maybe 4 feet from me and my camera, was this fellow who even stayed relatively still and maybe even posed a little bit! Maybe the birds are finally reading the blog (just kidding of course, but I actually had to zoom out to get all of him...)

It was quite cold and rainy today, even hailed a bit. At least there was no snow on Hwy 101 as the radio said there was further east on I5. Maybe we should have stayed south a couple weeks longer? I did take Mom down to the beach, but it was so wet and windy, she refused to get out of the RV, that is until she found it surrounded by seagulls, then she couldn't resist using up some of our excess bread to warm them up a bit. I braved the elements a bit to enjoy the beach a bit more and took a few more Oregon coast shots. (This was about 10 AM, so you can see how dark the storm makes it look.)
Also, notice the creek running into the Pacific Ocean in this shot, also at Harris Beach State Park.

And of course, the windy weather can create some fantastic surf shots - so bad weather can be good (although Mom may not agree with me).

A little bit farther up Hwy 101 we drove over the Thomas Creek bridge, which is the highest in OR. I decided to try to get a better shot of the bridge, so turned around (driving back over the bridge to the parking lot to the south of it) and tried hiking down part of the coast trail, not too successful as every shot I tried was screened by trees. Mom didn't know why I was gone so long, so started out to look for me. Fortunately, she just walked as far as the second parking lot - she didn't try going down any of the trails. I've decided I need to be more explicit about how long she should wait before starting to worry - e.g. If I'm not back by 1 PM... Maybe there's some trip fatigue setting in, she didn't seem to worry as much when I took off on a hike earlier in the trip (Idaho seems to come to mind, but maybe she did and I've just forgotten.)


As long as I'd hiked down so far to try to see the bridge better, I took advantage of the position to get more shots of the coastline and the beach at the bottom of Thomas Creek.


A little bit further north of Thomas Creek, we passed a small cascading waterfalls at Reinhart Creek. My waterfall shots were too screened by underbrush and trees to bother to upload, but the coastline shot came out pretty nice. Also I'm beginning to see a pattern as we get further into Oregon where there is a lot more underbrush along the coast, more like WA then CA. You can also see the odd weather we had today, mostly overcast and raining, but occasional sun breaks such as here.

I seem to be posting a lot of shots of the coastline here, but of course that's what the big attraction is - the coastline! So one more, the turnout was for "Spruce Island", which was a different larger rock then the one I liked. However it was my camera, so I took a picture of the one I liked (which may or may not be Spruce Island, but probably isn't).

Turns out the SW Oregon coast is good for growing Myrtlewood trees (bushes in other areas?) These are popular for woodworking as it is a very hard wood and can have a beautiful grain. Of course, I had to buy a couple of items at some of the ever present gift shops.
I spent so long at the beaches and the weather was so unpleasant that we skipped the lighthouses and sightseeing in 'quaint coastal towns'. We had to stop for the Oregon Sand Dunes however, even if only briefly. Mom collected some sand for her friend while I took a picture of an old familiar friend. Well not to mislead you, but I mean Western Skunk Cabbage. This grew in abundance across the road from my previous home up in Lynnwood, WA. It is fairly common in wet, marshy areas - now in Oregon we are beginning to see it fairly often.

There was a nice overlook for the Oregon Dunes, but it required climbing a lot of steps, so Mom waited in the RV while I got this shot. It was raining, but also windy - if you look closely you might be able to see the blowing sand? Note that this is only a very small portion of the dunes - we drove through them for miles, both today and again tomorrow. These are the largest area of sand dunes in the U.S. and extend over about 40 to 50 miles long and as much as 2.5 miles inland.

We are camping in Honeyman State Park, in the sand dunes and just south of Florence - about 1/2 up the Oregon Coast (Hwy 101). Our plan is to drive on to my Uncle Bills in Salem, arriving either Friday night or sometime on Saturday. We'll visit their until Monday morning, then drive north again - probably along the coast.
I will someday get this caught up - but almost positive some of it will be after we get home... Lots of great pictures (or at least pictures) to upload yet...
Logistics:
Miles Driven - 154, Cumulative - 19,012
Camped at Honeyman State Park in the Oregon Dunes!
Day 201 - Gift Shops & Beaches (Photo's Added) remains copyright of the author jl98584, a member of the travel community Travellerspoint.
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]]>After stowing my rocks, we continued up the coast on Hwy 101. The road turned slightly inland for a few miles and was an interesting mix of clear sky and fog. We thought the sight of the fog mixing in the tree's was cool, so I pulled over to take a picture (not sure what the highway patrol thinks of tourists pulling over like this, but we haven't gotten in trouble for it yet, so guess we're not too far over the line.) There were also a couple of Turkey Vultures hanging out, so I tried to catch one in the shot.

A few miles further we drove through Redwood National Park. A sign said there was Elk viewing off a side road, so I decided to take a look. Water was all over the road but another car drove across while I was debating what to do and it didn't look too deep - so I went on through also. Probably gave the RV's undercarriage a bit of a wash. There was a large parking area, interpretive signs, and a few elk - one bull and four or five females. Although the signs warned to stay back (which we did) as they are wild animals and can attack, they pretty much ignored us.

These three cows were about 50 to 100 feet to the left of the bull and the other cow, funny, the grass doesn't look greener over here?

While there weren't that many elk by the eld overlook, when we got back on Hwy 101 we passed a large herd of about 40 elk by an old, abandoned house. Of course, there wasn't any fancy parking lot nor interpretive signs, but I pulled over and got a few shots, we got back on the road quickly however since the park service really trys to discourage tourists from stopping along the road to see elk. I guess the Elk don't always hang out where the park service tells them to either...

We did stop at a beach in Redwood National Park that Mom had remembered camping at years ago with my brother and his family. However overnight camping is no longer allowed there due to too many problems (campers fighting, etc.). This is unfortunate as it really was a lovely beach. For some reason, I didn't take any pictures there except for the sign - which I find interesting...

Hmm, sort of takes some of the fun out of a day at the beach? Of course, losing a loved one to a 'sneaker wave' wouldn't be much fun, so I suppose a little warning (or common sense) might be in order.
Anyway, we continued north and passed Crescent City. Since we'd been in CA for a month already, I was bound and determined to get to Oregon today or else, so just stopped at the overlook and took a couple of pictures. I thought eight months would be more than enough time to see the country - now I'm beginning to think the trip has been more of a 'scratch the surface' look - I can't say we saw Crescent City just because I took a couple of pictures from an overlook! At any rate, here are what I have:
A little farther north, just before the Oregon border - we drove through an area with some tourism (summer mostly I suppose). What really caught my eye was this gift shop (closed unfortunately). I have a new plan - maybe I'll build a new home along these lines (without the parking lot of course. Sometimes you see old Navy boats for sale.)

And - believe it or not - we actually made it to Oregon! We've stopped for pictures and updating the map at most of the state lines we cross (if the highway allows for it), but I don't usually upload the shots as they seem rather repetive. However this is such a milestone for us since Oregon is the last state before we get back to home turf - it seems a couple of 'you were there' shots would be fitting.

And of course, our trip map (This might also provide some clarification for those who weren't sure what I meant by 'circumnavigation of the US')...

About ten miles into Oregon we found a Harris Beach State Park with camping. I have to say, we really like the Oregon State Parks! The prices are reasonable (less than CA, fancy that) plus they have hookups at several! RV friendly State Park Assessment: CA state parks were nice, OR's are better.
I hiked down to one of the beaches that isn't accessable by car and took some pictures of the rock formations here - quite impressive. We'll drive down together to the other beach (with easier access for Mom) in the morning - she is usually not up for evening activities so I figured I'd hit the hard one tonight while she rests. Hope you enjoy the shots as much as I enjoyed taking them.




I also uploaded more pictures from the week we spent at my brothers, so it may take me a couple of days to get them all labeled and saved. We're only about a week from home, but looks like I'll be working on the blog for a few days after we get back to get it all caught up!
Logistics:
Miles Driven - 87, Cumulative - 18,858
Camped at Harris Beach State Park
Provisions - Gas $33.00 for 9.432 gallons at 128,745
Day 200 - We Make It to Oregon (Photo's Added) remains copyright of the author jl98584, a member of the travel community Travellerspoint.
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There are several places you can pull over, the individual tree's aren't labeled at the ones I stopped at so I guess we didn't see any of the 'biggest' or 'tallest' trees, but each grove was named after somebody or other and the tree's were really big.

The redwoods form a very thick canopy, so the forest floor stays fairly dark. Mom read the park brochure while I was driving and learned that there are very few deer in the old growth forests. It's not that the deer mind the dark so much, but the plants they like to eat (grasses) don't grow very well in the dark. Here are a couple of shots looking up at the tops of the redwoods.


While grasses don't grow very well in the shade, a few other plants do. We saw a shade of Indian Paintbrush that was very unusual - more magenta (Indian Paintbrush is usually red). This sub-species is fairly common in the redwoods up here for some reason.

We also saw a fair amount of Trillium, which seems to grow well in the shade. In fact, I had to use my flash to take this - even though it was broad daylight (well, overcast broad daylight).

Some of the larger redwoods are quite old of course. At the Visitor's Center for the park headquarters, they had a cross section of a downed tree with this plaque (I figured you wouldn't really want to count the tree rings, so just took a closeup of the plaque):

Inside the visitor's center were a lot of displays and information about the history of the forest and how little of the old growth forest was left after white settlers started clearing it for wood products or land for orchards. About 1917 a man named Charles Kellogg decided to try to raise awareness of these majestic tree's and try to protect them. He was able to get a 22 foot long section from a large tree that had fallen down and carved it into a truck body by hand. He toured the country with this and was instrumental in helping get the remaining old growth forest set aside as a park. The vehicle, called the "Travel-log" is now on display in the museum.


There were very few people on "The Avenue of the Giants" today, probably due to the time of year and also the washout - maybe people had heard about it and just stayed away. But since most of the road was open, I'm glad we took the time. Of course, I probably stopped a little more than I should have, so we're not making too much progress heading north...
After we finally left the redwoods, Mom wanted to take a side trip through Ferndale. This is a small town just south of Eureka that is known for having a lot of Victorian architecture. We enjoyed being tourists and just strolling through the downtown area, it was quite nice.
And a couple of old Hotels, might be fun to stay in these some other time:
We also found some stores of interest (here is Mom at the Merchantile) and ate at a 1950's style ice cream parlor/hamburger joint.
Quite a few of the private homes are also in Victorian style and have been maintained very well (or nicely restored). The big yellow one is a Bed & Breakfast, but the rest are just nice homes.
...and one very impressive hedge (wouldn't you like to train this one? ...and I'm sorry I didn't get the light better...)

Once we finally left Ferndale, Mom also wanted to drive to Lolita where she'd heard they make really good cheese. I thought she had rocks in her head, when we got to Lolita there wasn't much of anything there. It did have a large brick food processing plant that looks like it had been closed down for decades, and when we turned up that street - lo and behold - right across the street was a small wood building for "Lolita Cheese". They had plenty of varieties and samples and we indulged (both in the samples and buying cheese).
Finally, we made it to Eureka about 4:30 PM.

Mom had picked out a State Park from the Atlas that looked like it had camping, called Fort Humbolt. It was established by the U.S. Army in 1853 to try to keep the peace between the local Native American's and white settlers. Once the Civil War broke out, the Army turned the Fort over to a volunteer CA militia - which promptly removed all the Native Americans to reservations.

She thought if we stayed there tonight, we could do some sightseeing around Eureka in the morning. However it wasn't quite in the cards as she'd hoped - there was no camping at Fort Humbolt and I was hesitant to stay in another RV park tonight. It was still early enough I thought we could make it to the next state park on the list (with camping) - which was 30 miles north of Eureka. We agreed to skip Eureka and just head to Patrick's Point.
At Patrick's Point State Park is a beach called Agate Beach where you can pick up agates (clever naming?)

We are camped here for the night nice and cozy. I made it to the beach (nasty walk & climb, bottom section washed out over the winter) with about 1 hour of daylight left. I'm not as picky as a couple of other rockhounds that were on the beach. They showed me what they were looking for and I tried to find some agates also, but I decided I wanted to pick up other rocks as well. My criteria is if I like it (or it looks pretty to me), pick it up. So I picked up a whole lot of quartz, some river rocks, and some agates. Too much fun, may try to spend a little more time out there in the morning. Don't know where we'll put the rocks, maybe on my bunk?
Surprisingly, there is a (slow) internet signal out here at the beach - which has not been the norm on the Northern CA Coast. Who knew CA had so many rural areas?
Logistics:
Miles Driven - 116, Cumulative - 18,751
Camped at Patriots Point State Park
Provisions Obtained - Gas $46.45 for 12.356 at 128,629
Day 199 - Redwoods, Ferndale and Agate Beach (Photo's Added) remains copyright of the author jl98584, a member of the travel community Travellerspoint.
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Very beautiful driving today, I stopped occasionally for coastline scenery.
We stopped in Elk/Greenwood to go to a post office and ended up staying for breakfast (well, brunch by the clock anyway). Very small town (208 people), but claims two names! It seems there were two Greenwood brothers who went on to found towns after helping rescue the Donner party. The mail kept getting messed up between the two Greenwoods, so the Post Office decided to call this place "Elk" at least for mail. The townsfolks continue to use Greenwood also however, so it's either Elk or Greenwood or both.

Mendocino County has a nice little overlook for the coastline. To me, it seems like the rocks in Northern California have a lot more seaweed on them. If I remember right (which is always questionable) in S. CA they were more baren? In any case, there are a few Harbor Seals who like to hang out here also.

We stopped briefly at the Big River near Mendocino. I took a few pictures and Mom collected some sand.
Mendocino looked like a lovely little town but for some reason neither Mom nor I felt much like stopping there. I thought I'd take a picture anyway as a reference of someplace I might like to go back to someday?

In Fort Bragg, we actually saw a regular supermarket - first one in several days! This was my 'keep moving' day however, so I didn't stop for much sightseeing. For some reason, we've been feeling a need to get home lately - however it doesn't seem to affect me from stopping at beaches and overlooks.
Shortly after Fort Bragg Hwy 1 turned inland. It looked like a short hop to Hwy 101 on our atlas. In reality, it was a very winding, steep and narrow road over the coastal mountains!

We made it just fine, but I had to drive pretty slow. Fortunately there were very few cars out on that stretch of road today so I didn't have to pull over very often. It was a very beautiful drive but I only found one overlook that wasn't completely screened by trees.

After a long, long time - we got to Leggett - which I think has maybe a gas station, store and post office? But it does have a drive through redwood tree! This is called the Chandler Tree, it is 315 feet tall, has a diameter of 21 feet at the base and is estimated to be 2400 years old. Our RV was too big to drive through, but we enjoyed watching cars squeeze through and took pictures just the same - very impressive tree.



Mom remembered a place a little farther north on Hwy 101 called Benbow Lake State Recreational Area which sounded like it would be fun to camp at. When we got there however, it was closed for the season (seems strange since it was such a nice day out today, not as windy as the last couple of days anyway). While the State campground was closed, a private Golf Course/RV Resort at the same exit was open. They looked a little too fancy for my wallet, but Mom convinced me to stop in and ask. To my surprise, their winter rates were quite reasonable (or at least in line with most other RV campgrounds) - so we're camped comfortably for the night, with wi-fi, electricity, water, etc. etc. etc.
Hope to make it to the Oregon border tomorrow - if I can restrain myself from stopping for every pretty tree we pass... It's supposed to rain pretty solidly for the next week or so however, so maybe we'll make better time than we think.
Logistics:
Miles Driven - 105, Cumulative - 18,635
Camped at Benbow Valley RV Resort & Golf Course
Provisions Obtained - Gas $36.61 for 10.103 gallons at 128,478
Redwood brick a brack at Chandler Tree Gift Store
Day 198 - North Past Ft Bragg (Photo's Added) remains copyright of the author jl98584, a member of the travel community Travellerspoint.
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]]>Soon we were driving north again but past beach after beach of well marked, spectacular and rugged CA coast. It seems Sonoma County really likes to show off their beaches - and they didn't charge for the drive nor for the parking! I tried not to stop at each one but you might enjoy a couple of my rocky surf pictures from this stretch...

Slowly we moved north and drove down a curvy stretch of road (OK, it's all curvy around here - steep too, probably am getting terrible mileage). This led us to a bridge across the Russian River - very special place where a large river empties into the Pacific Ocean. There is also a very small community here, under 200 people I think, called Jenner.

Also turns out to be a Harbor Seal rookery. We found parking at a nice overlook and took some pictures, then decided to turn around and head back across the river to a side road that would actually take us down to the beach. First though I stopped at the visitors center and met Pat, a volunteer who explained what some of the wildlife was (not just Cormorants, but Pelagic Cormorants)...

That was Pat, of course, and these are the Pelagic Cormorants...

...and this is the end of the Russian River, where it empties into the Pacific Ocean. I'm not sure why, but I found this quite fascinating.

If you look closely on the far side of the river, just to the right of the rocks is the group of seals. They haven't started having pups yet but will shortly.

In addition to lounging on the beach keeping warm, there were several seals in the surf. They seemed to be just playing, but also could have been taking advantage of fish caught up in the surf for an easy meal.

However even before you get out to the beach, you encounter this warning sign - much more explicit then most! I wasn't even tempted to challenge these waves.

Well maybe playing in the surf is out but a little beach combing is always in order?
A couple of hours later, we finally headed north again - 10 more miles to Fort Ross. The ranger at the main gate saw Mom's handicapped hanger and let us in for only $3! She also directed us to another road that allowed us to park almost at the Fort's gate, much easier for Mom then the main parking lot 1/2 mile back. Actually, there's no way Mom could have made it from the main parking lot, so we were both glad they had the special handicapped access.
Fort Ross was built by the Russians in 1812 to provide food for their Alaskan settlements. It was also used as a base to hunt seals. However, it was never as profitable or successful as the Russians hoped and they sold it to John Sutter in 1841 for $30,000. Since it was built out of wood and was located in a very rugged and wet climate, most of the structures did not survive long. The Rotchev House is the only original structure remaining today (although substantially restored of course). There are a number of writen descriptions of the fort as well as sketches and some photographs from the late 1800's so that the replica buildings and stockade are pretty realistic.
Hwy 1 actually ran through the Fort at one point, it has been rerouted to the east. The state has also aquired much more land around the Fort and built a separate Visitor's Center & Museum to the North. So if you haven't visited Fort Ross in a long time (or have never visited it), it's definitely worth a look. The museum provides a lot more background information on the Russia America Company and the experience of the Russians at the Fort.
This is the main gate as currently used (the west facing gate)

On the far right of the stockade is one of the two blockhouses built for defense.
Through this, you can see the restored Rotchev House, which was built about 1836.

The building that probably gets the most attention is the Chapel.


While the Fort was active, there were nine buildings within the stockade as well as numerous outbuildings. Only six are within the stockade today, including the Rotchev House and five replica's of original buildings including the Chapel, the officials quarters and the Kuskov House. The latter two can be seen at the far end of the compound below.

Both of these buildings are furnished with period appropriate items that make them seem to come alive. You almost expect the occupants to walk in at any moment and resume their daily routines.
The small, sandy cove outside the fort was not used as a port, large vessels had to land in Drakes Bay 10 miles to the south. However small kayaks and boats used the cove. From these shots you can get an idea just how close it was to the Fort from the cove, much more convenient for transporting things then a 10 mile trek overland. However, this is much too small and not nearly protected enough to be used by serious sailing ships during the 1800's (or today for that matter).


It was still not quite 4:30 when we left Fort Ross, so I figured maybe I'd better try to make some miles north today. I passed up the first campground Mom found, Salt Point, and headed for one a little farther up the road in Manchester. When we got there, there was a KOA on the same road as the State Park. It looked like the park was a little closer to the ocean, but I went ahead and stopped at the KOA first to get Propane. They guy was really nice and noticed that, yet again, my tire was nearly flat. He didn't have the reversing type of air nozzle I need so called his friend to borrow his nozzle. Then he cut us a really good deal on their campground fee, so I decided to go ahead and stay here for the night - besides we can also get a little laundry done and get everything charged up really good. There is no cell phone service again out here (seems to be a constant along the rugged coast up here), so am taking advantage of the KOA's wireless internet to get some work done on blog.
Some things don't work out well, some things just do. Can't say enough good things about the Manchester KOA - if you're ever in this neck of the woods, check them out!
Logistics:
Miles Driven - 84, Cumulative - 18,550
Camped at Manchester KOA
Provisions Procured: Gas $51 (Ugh!) for 13.424 gallons at 128,360
Salt Water Taffy, some groceries
Day 197 - Russian River & Fort Ross (Photo's Added) remains copyright of the author jl98584, a member of the travel community Travellerspoint.
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]]>Before we left Samual P. Taylor State Park, I figured I'd better take at least one shot of the redwoods. They were all over, quite tall, and stradled the road out from our campground.

I was going to just drive past Point Reyes National Seashore today and try to make some progress, but the visitors center was only 1/2 mile from Hwy 1 - so thought I'd at least stop by there. Unfortunately I didn't take my camera into the visitors center however - there was so much information and so many displays my brain quickly overloaded. One thing we did learn is that we were visiting during the peak of the grey whale migration season. It seems we've been pacing them as we've driven up the coast - have yet to spot one however.

Of course, after checking it out, the place looked just too interesting to skip, so we spent most of the day there... The place is too big to see it all in one day, so I prioritized. We headed to the Lighthouse first, then would decide what else to visit depending on how much time was left. The Lighthouse is a long drive from the visitors center. When we got there, the Park Ranger saw Mom's handicapped hanger and opened the gate for us so we could drive up almost to the top (most folks have to walk that last 1/2 mile or so). Even so, Mom decided not to get out of the RV, so I backed it up so she would have a nice view of the beach below while I walked around. This is the view she had, so don't feel too sorry for her.

As I walked on up the hill, I passed a small block of apartments for the Park Rangers, which were rather normal looking. However, I wouldn't mind living there for this view!

From there, it was an easy walk around the rocks to the top viewing platform. Because of the whale migration, volunteers were on hand to assist visitors. However they said it was too windy to spot whales today, so they would be leaving shortly (24 had been seen the previous day). It is always windy here, in fact Point Reyes is considered the foggiest and windest point in the United States (good arguement for needing a lighthouse). Today the winds were only about 30 - 35 mph, but they average between 25 and 40 (or more), so this was just business as usual for Point Reyes. We didn't see any whales while I was there (or we did see them, but couldn't tell the difference between whale spout and white caps because of the wind). We were probably 'in the presence of whales' as another tourist mused.
Anyway, the lighthouse is below the viewing platform. There are 308 steps to get to it and two fairly long, steep ramps (not counted in the steps). The sign at the top warns that it is the equivalent to climbing a 30 story building and not to attempt it if you're not up to the climb! Of course, I couldn't resist the challenge -

Although I'm not sure the climb was as challenging as the view - parts of the climb were straight down on both sides! At the bottom was just rocks and surf - no soft sand to cushion your fall here...

The wind was something else. I'd be climbing by a rock bank, then suddenly come out from it's protection to an unprotected stretch and just about be blown off the steps! It shapes the rocks more than any other force here. In fact, the unusual rock formations have helped scientists conclude that Point Reyes actually belongs to Los Angeles - not northern California. It has broken off the continent and moved north (over the last 20 million or so years along the San Andreas fault! The ranger suggested if I wanted a job there (so I could live in the apartments), just wait another 20 million years or so and it would be in Washington.

The wind is so bad at the point itself that very few plants will grow. One lighthouse keeper's wife tried to grow a garden, but as soon as her carrots started to sprout - the wind blew them away. One of the things that does grow is the red alga, called "rock violets". I saw it in several places. (Yes, this is considered a plant.)

But all this is just to get to the Lighthouse, so down the steps I went.

This was built in 1870 and remained in service until 1975. It has a first order Fresnel Lens with 1,032 pieces of hand cut crystal that weights 6,000 pounds. The light tower isn't very tall because it sits on a cliff well above the sea level (a recurring theme in west coast lighthouses, I'm finding).

It was quite cold and windy, but I spent as much time there as I could taking in the dramatic coastline, looking for whales (fruitlessly), and taking yet more pictures of waves and rocks.

Fearing Mom would think I'd fallen into that surf if I didn't return, I finally headed back up. Couldn't resist one more shot of the wind blown tree's along the approach. I'm not the only one, just about everybody seemed to take pictures of this one.

From here, we drove back down the main road until we saw the turnoff for Drakes Bay. This was named for Sir Francis Drake, who spent five weeks in this area exploring it and repairing his ship, the Golden Hind, in 1579. The cliffs lining Drakes Bay are quite dramatic.

On the drive out to the bay, we passed a beach that is favored by California Sea Lions:

At the end of the road is another beach (inside Drakes Bay this time) that is favored by Elephant Seals. The adults have all returned to sea now so only the pups remain. They will have to teach themselves to swim and to feed before they head out to sea themselves.

By this point, I figured we'd really better get moving if we were going to make it to Bodega Bay tonight (there is no RV camping in Point Reyes unfortunately). On our way back up the main Hwy 1, we passed Tomalas Bay, which is formed by the San Andres Fault - making it a long, skinny and relatively straight line.

Interesting weather today - it did rain last night (as forecast I think). But when we got to Point Reyes, it was sunny - although quite windy. After we left Point Reyes and drove up Hwy 1 along Tomales Bay, we had clear, blue sky & sunshine on our left (west), and a nasty looking very dark sky on the right (east). When Hwy 1 left the coast for a bit at the north end of the bay, we drove into a rain storm. Then we got hail. This lasted a few minutes, it continued raining through the town of Tomales (mom lived their briefly as a teenager). But by the time we got to Bodega Bay and turned back west (just a bit) to the campground, we were back in the sun.
We stopped for the night at Doran Beach, a Sonoma County Park. Bodega Bay is on one side of the isthmas, Bodega Harbor on the other. Tyler, a really nice kid working the campground gate, used a free pass he had available to get us in (I didn't have correct change without digging into our laundry quarters). Turns out he's attending Santa Rosa Junior College, Mom's old alma matter!
It was getting pretty late, but I had time to get a couple shots of the beach at Bodega Bay and the Jetty (pretty rough surf out there!)
Logistics:
Miles Driven - 81 (about half RT), Cumulative - 18,466
Camped at Sonoma County Campground at Bodega Bay (full hookup, hot showers, beaches on both sides - what's not to like?)
Provisions Obtained - none, other then postcards and souveniers at Point Reyes gift shops...
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There weren't many campers in the park other than a CCC crew, but we did have some really cool neighbors - Pierre and Jeanette are from Canada, travelling by small RV through the USA. They've really been enjoying staying in the state parks, as have we, although for them they are quite a bargin with the exchange rates being what they are now.

While not that high compared to many places, Sugerloaf Ridge is the highest point in Sonoma County and the headwaters for the Sonoma River. Because there is so much fog and rain in this region, the rocks and trees have a lot of moss on them. I liked the scenery a lot, so did Mom.

Once we made it off Sugarloaf Ridge State Park (a bit of a mountain drive), we headed back to Glen Ellen in the Sonoma Valley. Both Napa and Sonoma valley's are parallel North/South valleys north of San Francisco bay. They get a fair amount of rain since they're not too far from the coast, but also lots of sunshine, so just about everything grows well in this area. Based on the number of vinyards we saw in Sonoma Valley, it looked a lot like the Napa Valley.

Just for fun, we drove down Warms Springs Rd and actually found the house Aunt Evelyn used to live in (a bit abandoned and overgrown now of course). I remember the bridge and creek here as well as the drive up to the house.

Aunt Evelyn died in 1979 and it looks like the house hasn't been used since she was there. Although I stayed there a couple of times and also visited a few more, I don't remember the details very well. According to my Uncle Bill, the house was in poor condition even when my aunt and uncle lived there, so maybe it's surprising that anything is left at all?

Evelyn Weinman, my great aunt, was an artist and specialized in pen & ink drawings (although she could also paint of course). Many of her works were of local scenes around Glen Ellen. Unfortunately, I don't have copies of very many of her drawings or paintings, but Mom says one of the things she drew was the Kenwood Depot. We passed this was on the road to her house, so I stopped to check it out. It is also a registered historical place so might have been worth a shot even without the family connection. A sign on the station indicates "great quantities of stone used for paving the Embarcaredo and Market Street were shipped to San Francisco" from this station.

So after this little side trip, we were ready to hit our first major tourist target of the day - Jack London's ranch. We spent quite a bit of time here, visiting the Museum and the Wolf House ruins (his dream home, but it burned down about a month before they were going to move in). Jack London is the author who wrote "Call of Wild", among other books. He lived in Glen Ellen from 1905 to 1916 when he died in his cottage from Kidney Failure. After he died, his widow Charmian, built a new house on the property she called the "House of the Happy Walls". She lived here until she died, after which the ranch became a state park and the house became the Jack London Museum.

Although the building is still a museum, some rooms still show the style enjoyed by the London's in their personal home, including the window seats in the living room, the living room itself and the dining room. It's hard to see in this view, but on the floor behind the dining table is a fountain.
While Charmian's house was it's own design, there are elements of it that are similar to the Wolf House that was to be Jack London's dream home. It was started in 1910 and was very near completion in 1915 when it burned down, one month before the London's were planning to move in. The park ranger says they now believe that rags with linseed oil were being used on the woodwork for the new home. They were left in a bucket and caught fire. Although London intended to rebuild, he died in 1916 before any serious work was done. The ruins are all that's left of the wolf house.
Jack London's grave is on a small hill close to the Wolf House ruins. His ashes are buried under this rock, as he'd requested.

After visiting his grave and the ruins to the Wolf House, I also hiked by this lovely vinyard. I doubt if it was there when Jack London lived on the ranch, he desparately wanted to make it a working ranch so I suspect he raised cattle rather then grapes, but who knows. The vines make a lovely scene anyway.

We ate lunch at Jack London SHP, then headed back down the road. Based on the scenery there, I can see why he fell in love with the area. This was the view we had from the parking lot as we ate lunch.

Just down the hill a bit from Jack London's ranch is a winery the visitor's center in Sonoma had recommended. The grounds were very beautiful. Mom elected to stay in the RV while I indulged in some wine tasting. I skipped the tour of the vinyards however so Mom wouldn' thave to sit in the RV too long (not sure why, it's got heat, food, things to do, etc.), but without the tour I didn't get any pictures of the place worth uploading.
Then we heaed to a place we'd also heard about from the Sonoma Visitor's Center, they recommended a shop that had a brochure for a free chocolate tasting - which we felt we couldn't pass up. It turns out this is in a small shopping mall called "Jack London Village", that also has an Olive Oil tasting shop and Cheese tasting shop. We tried the chocolates and bought a little, but we really liked the cheese shop!
So having yet again emptied our wallets, we hit the road and headed to where Hwy 1 starts up again north of San Francisco in Novato. We saw quite a bit of Heather, which really added a splash of color to the landscape.

This took us over some very rugged, winding and narrow road past Muir Beach. I stopped at an overlook above Muir Beach - quite impressive and very windy.
I hiked out to the end of the viewing platform of course, but Mom refused to go any closer to the overlook than this - the rail near the parking lot. That's fine, we each enjoy the trip in our own way.

We also stopped (briefly) at Stinson Beach. This is run by the National Park Service and didn't require us to pay to stop there! We later encountered county beaches that didn't charge for short visits, so National and Local are visitor friendly and CA State beaches - $$$? Anyway, as many beaches as we've stopped at during this trip - I never seem to tire of them. These are of Stinson Beach:
And, in honor of making it back to the coast again - one more shot of Stinson Beach...

From here we drove up near Point Reyes. Mom found a State Park called Sam P. Taylor SP about 6 miles inland, where we stayed for the night - lots of redwoods & a lovely creek.
Logistics:
Miles Driven - 88, Cumulative - 18,385
Camped at Samual P. Taylor SP, near Point Reyes, CA
Provisions Obtained: Gas $35.81 for 10.11 gallons at 128,242
Misc. Chocolates, wines and cheese - some for consumption later
Jack London books
Day 195 - Sonoma Valley & Coast (Photo's Added) remains copyright of the author jl98584, a member of the travel community Travellerspoint.
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]]>Once we got to the valley and started south, we again saw this tiny mountain range. Art says they are the 'San Juan Mountains' and are the smallest stand alone mountain range (in the world?) I couldn't find any reference to them in Wikipedia, so I may need to do some more research if I want to learn more.

We also passed a few fruit stands along the way. Some are closed for the winter, but surprisingly some are open year round - they just carry a different selection of inventory. This one is just north of Marysville. We loved the bright pink road signs - a slightly different touch! They also had several varieties of honey, including wild thistle honey, as well as all sorts of goodies. We stocked up well.
This part of the central valley in California is known for it's agraculture. There are many orchards, but they were just beginning to bud out.
We also passed a couple of crop dusters treating some fields. It looks like this is a modern version of a biplane, they must still be making them specifically for crop dusting, which I think is pretty cool (not the crop dusting necessarily, but that someone might still be making biplanes.)

Then we headed across the Central Valley towards Napa. As we were driving west on I-80, both Mom and I fondly remembered stopping at a famous spot called "The Nut Tree". So we decided early on to stop there again on this trip for good measure. When we got to the exit for it however, the place we remembered was long gone - it had morphed into something totally unrecognizable as "The Nut Tree". Now it's a shopping mall with the same stores that are in thousands of other malls. There's probably still a store buried somewhere in there called "The Nut Tree", but it's hardly a wayside along the freeway, so would just be another store in a mall now. We decided to just get back on the freeway and forget about it.
When we'd visited the Sonoma Visitor's Center before heading east to visit my brother, the folks there had recommended driving up the Sonoma Valley, then back down the Napa Valley for some beautiful scenery. Since we were back in that neck of the woods again, I decided to take them up on this suggestion - only in the opposite direction - up the Napa Valley first.
The scenery is quite lovely, lots and lots of vineyards (some places even had grape vines in the front yards of houses & inns). Being spring, the California hills are also still green, which is nice.

Napa Valley is so famous for it's wine growing that two shots of vinyards are probably in order. In fact, the Napa Valley is the second most visited area of California - second only to Disneyland!

Of course, in addition to vinyards - there are wineries. We saw lovelier ones then these, but I couldn't always pull over to take pictures (or forgot to, which of course I would never admit to). At least they represent the two styles of wineries or wine tasting outlets we passed, traditional old style wineries and fancy, modern styles.
A little farther up the road, I spotted this little Oakville Grocery Store. It was built in 1881 and is still in business. Now it specializes in 'gourmet' foods and picnic supplies, e.g. wine, cheese and breads & crackers. However I had stopped because we needed Milk, for which I was out of luck!

Up the road a little farther is the little town of Saint Helena. This is just west of Pacific Union College, an SDA institution some of my relatives attended. We didn't drive up to PUC, but I thought a shot of St. Helena might bring back some memories to those who've been there?

While the vinyards and wineries were pretty, we didn't really stop at them today as we were just taking in the scenery. Maybe I was feeling the need to stop somewhere and at least see something, so when I saw the signs for the "Bale Grist Mill State Park", I turned off. Turns out this is closed for the winter, but there were plenty of interpretive signs and visitors are free to walk the grounds (where I picked up some poisen oak, Ugh). There are also a lot of moss covered trees in the park, which I found interesting (the area has a very moist climate and just about anything grows there).

This was built by Dr. Edward Bale in 1846 having received a land grant from the Mexican governor for the area in 1841. There wasn't a lot of water in the summer, and the available water came from higher on the hills - so the water wheel was built as a 36 foot 'Overshoot' wheel. This is the largest water wheel west of the Mississippi River.

The building in the background is the Grainery. In addition to storing grain, this was used as a local meeting place and social center. It may even have been used for dances.

Finally, we arrived at Calistoga, where we planned to head west across to the Sonoma Valley. Before we did however, we stopped at a place that bills itself as the "Old Faithful Geyser of California". It is a very tiny geyser compared to the real "Old Faithful" in Yellowstone NP, but it is a geyser none the less. It is also very 'faithful', or regular. The gift shop told us it erupted every 15 minutes, but while we were there it was more like every 5 to 10 minutes due to all the rain they'd had recently. I (slightly) remember visiting this with my great aunt and uncle when I was a kid.

Mom enjoyed this too, but hadn't put her teeth in, so refused to look at the camera (she does know I take pictures on the trip?)

And yes, I realize I haven't uploaded any video's since Florida - I've been so far behind I haven't taken the time to edit them! But I figure this one is simple enough, maybe I can get by without editing?
They also have an assortment of animals on the place to attract visitors (just in case the geyser isn't enough I suppose). We skipped most of them, but I thought these 'Tennessee Fainting Goats' were interesting. They don't actually faint, but have a genetic abnormality so that if they are frightened, their muscles lock up which can cause them to tip over.

Finally, we started across the hills to the Sonoma Valley. The road was quite winding and heavily traveled when we came to a sign directing all RV's to turn onto a different route. Being the fool that I am, I turned of course (although this took us way off the path where we knew where we were going). Along this new road we saw some signs to the Mark West Lodge. Not having any idea what this was, I just plowed on ahead at full speed. As we rounded a curve, we drove under the most remarkable grape vines and arbor I have ever seen. The Grape Arbor spans the roadway and extends for at least 40 feet or so, maybe longer. Even without slowing down, I was really impressed (and kicking myself that I hadn't taken the time to stop, investigate and take pictures). Later while looking at the pictures of some of the signs I'd taken back at the geyser place, I learned that these are indeed special grape vines. They are even in Ripley's Believe it or Not as being the largest and oldest grape vines in North America! (If you have time, follow the link above, at least the Mark West Lodge has a picture on it's web site.)
My goal for tonight was to get to Glen Ellen and try to find camping in that area. However, the RV friendly (?) road through Mark West's arbor took us to Santa Rosa instead. We got there at rush hour and absolutely crawled through town. When we got to the turnoff for Hwy 12 to get back to Glen Ellen, she started pestering me to take an alternate route, Bennett Valley Road, instead - since she'd lived off of it 60 years ago. Things looked a little different then she remembered them, but we actually located the place she'd lived while attending Santa Rosa Jr. College. They had lived at the end of Jamison Rd, which is just off of this portion of Bennett Valley Rd and Sonoma Mtn Rd. This brought back a bunch of memories for her, like the time her headlights died while she was driving on this stretch of road and she just barely made it back home safely.
This finally took us into Glen Ellen, but by then Mom had figured out that the closest camping was at Sugarloaf Ridge SP, back up Hwy 12 a bit. It was almost dark, but we headed back up into the mountains again (slightly different route however) and found an absolutely lovely SP for the night. As I was checking in at the ranger station, a herd of about 13 black tailed deer ambled by on the hill next to us. It was probably too dark to take pictures, but I couldn't resist trying.
One nice thing about staying in State Parks is that they are very peaceful and usually quite lovely. The downside is that there often is little or no cell phone or internet service - so instead of getting the blog updated a bit, I got further backwards. At least folks will have something to keep reading for a bit after we get home?
Logistics:
Miles Driven - 219 (No wonder Mom was tired!), Cumulative - 18,297
Camped at Sugarloaf State Park, off of Hwy 12 between Santa Rosa and Glen Ellen, CA
Provisions - Gas $43.60 for 11.786 gallons at 128,057 and $17.41 for 5 gallons (forgot to write down the mileage)
Milk and other misc. groceries at Calistoga, CA.
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]]>Arthur used to have terrible cell phone/internet connection up here, but just recently bought into a local wireless provider and set up his home wireless network - so I've got a good connection.
He and Melody also recently bought a really nice Karoke system (boy, it's harder to sing to then I thought! We're pretty bad.)

Mom & Arthur went to Church Saturday and enjoyed Jim McCall's (a cousin) Sabbith School Class. They liked Jim's class, but neither cared for the main sermon as much. However neither wanted to offend the other, so they both just sat through it. Later, my cousins Steven & Jim came over (they also live close by) and a few other folks and we all took a hike down the road to see the view over the Feather River valley.
And of course, the view from the end of the hike (maybe 3/4 mile from my brother's place):

My niece, Jessica, and her boyfriend Brad were also there, but elected not to join us for the hike.

I should also apologize, my nephew Jeremy and his girlfriend Amanda also came by a couple of times and we met up with him a couple more times in town - but somehow I forgot to pull my camera out! I'll have to make up for that some other time (I'm sorry Jeremy).
Saturday night, several of us went to a lesson in ballroom dancing (the Rhumba I think, although I did it more like "The Cottage Cheese"). We stayed afterwards for an hour or so for a community dance (some Rhumba music) and had a lot of fun. Fortunately, my camera stayed well out of sight.
Sunday, we tried to work on Dad's taxes (Ugh), got a little done on them I guess. Enough that I filled in a few important holes and realized that I'll need to just buckle down and take a week or so to finish the job (after I get home).
Later Sunday afternoon, my brother took me up to an old gravel quarry where we met my cousin Jim for some target practice. Seems that Art and Jim have become fond of shooting, including loading their own bullets (we picked up our shells after each round, Jim even put a tarp on the ground to make his shell capture easier).

Guess shooting get's kind of expensive if you buy all your ammunition. I'm no Annie Oakley, but didn't embarrass myself too badly.
Later in the evening, Art showed off some of his softer side (actually, several evenings while we visited - may be a reason I didn't get much blogging done as we often stayed up visiting into the evening?)

He was also able to locate this old button accordian that my dad used to play to wake us up on occasion (my memories of the beast aren't so fond as a result?) Thought some folks may get a kick out of seeing it again - Jeremy has requested it as something with which to remember his grandfather. It still plays OK, but needs a few buttons.

Monday Art & Melody took Mom & I into Chico and did some sightseeing. We tried to visit the Bidwell Mansion, but it was closed on Monday's. I got some exterior shots however (the entryway shot is through the front door glass).
We also checked out Bidwell Park, one of the 25 largest urban parks in America. Art & Melody got a little taste of what travelling with me is like (on this trip anyway) when I started asking them to stop so I could take some pictures! (And see - I do use a tripod on occasion, rare occasions, but on occasion).

Bidwell Park has been used for several movies, including 1937's The Adventures of Robin Hood starring Errol Flynn (I had no idea some of that was filmed in Chico!). I don't think this was part of the set necessarily, but liked the shot.

Also, there is a small dam on the Chico River that allows water behind it to pool up and be used as a swimming pool. They even have built a concrete floor and sides - although the river still flows through the swimming area. Nobody was in the water today (kind of cold), but in the summer it really gets used.


This was a really nice park, seemed like a good opportunity to get one of those 'You Were There' shots with my brother Art and his wife, Melody plus Mom and then I to the right.

Now that Art & Melody got a taste of how the trip works (with all the photography), they got into the swing of things a little bit and showed us an area with very quaint cottages. Art thinks these may have been built by a movie studio in the hopes of setting up shop in Chico, but the Chamber of Commerce didn't know anything about it, so maybe not. Anyway, they were clearly built by the same developer and 'quaint' was part of the design (Check the roof out on this first one).
We also went into the heart of old downtown to eat. Across the street was a very interesting hardware store. Art says our Dad used to love going here - I checked it out and can understand why - they have a very unusual selection of stuff. So - for Dad where ever you are (for those who don't know us, Dad passed away a couple of years ago):

The old downtown area of Chico looks a like this:

At it's heart is a very chic restaurant where we decided to eat. Surprise, surprise - it turns out this is in the building where the original Bidwell hardware store was. Very old downtown core! Since John Bidwell founded Chico, I guess you could say we covered historic Chico today.

Tuesday, Art & I went back to Nevada City - maybe for the last time? I had some legal work to do with the real estate agent, we checked Dad's place for tools that were supposedly left behind (took a few back, but there weren't enough to bother with). Art did bring back a French Prune tree at my insistance (they'd all been waxing eloquently at how good they were, so I insisted). And since we were in that neighborhood anyway, Art went to an organic farm supply store they liked and bought a bunch of stuff Melody had requested (and a couple more items) - Peaceful Valley Farm & Garden Supply.
On the way to Nevada City, Art's new 2002 Ford F250 broke down, so the trip took us an extra three hours to have it towed back to Chico and switch cars, so I decided not to try to leave Wednesday afterall - need a little time to pack up again. Here's our infamous truck:
BTW - the area the truck died is just NE of Marysville, surrounded by rice fields. When I've driven through this area in the past, there have always been birds - lots and lots of birds. So after our business was done in Nevada City, I asked Art to stop along Matthews Lane here just so I could try to get some more bird shots (NO - I am NOT a birder - well, not a full fledged birder anyway?) ...and as intrepid blog readers already know by now, these are thumbnails, click to enlarge or see if I was able to correctly identify the bird...
After we got back to my brothers house, he and Melody couldn't wait to start working on their garden. Mom also joined the fun (looked too much like work to me however).

So Wednesday I'm working on repacking the RV, cleaning up my PC's hard drive, etc. etc. etc. We'll be leaving Thursday morning and generally heading north - or somewhere anyway... In the meantime, for those who've never visited my brothers place (way out in the hills), here are a few shots of the place I thought we ought to get before leaving town -
Logistics:
Miles Driven - 0
Camped at My brothers 'estate (2.5 acres) in the wilderness east of Paradise (They're off the grid, OK? That qualifies as wilderness in my book.)
Provisions Obtained - Gas (3 gallons in can to make sure I got back to town before I ran out!) I seem to recall that we also did a shopping trip to Wal-mart, as Mom needed a prescription filled again, but have otherwise forgotten the details.
Day 188 -193 Visiting Brother in Paradise (Photo's Added) remains copyright of the author jl98584, a member of the travel community Travellerspoint.
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]]>We didn't stay very long, but here are some of the pictures. They are thumbnails of course, so click to enlarge and read the descriptions:
That's it, just a few pic's for folks to enjoy if you've been there before or if you haven't. Our main goal for today however was quite a way's south, so onward we go.
Over the years, I'd gotten confused about the whole Sutter's Fort/Sutter's Mill gold discovery thing. For some reason, I thought gold had been discovered at Sutter's Fort in the Sacramento area. Sutter's Fort was in the downtown Sacramento area and was a thriving, growing settlement by 1847. John Sutter needed lumber to help his community continue to grow, so he entered into a partnership with James Marshall to build a lumber mill about 50 miles to the east in the low mountains where there are tree's. Sutter's Mill is where they discovered gold.
In the mid 1800's, there were no electric motors to drive power equipment, so mills were built on rivers where there was sufficient waterflow to provide power for the equipment using a water wheel. Sutter's Mill was built on the North Fork of the American River, about 20 miles south of present day Auburn.

However as it was initially built, the water flowing out from the water wheel backed up and kept the wheel from turning properly. James Marshall had his men start digging out the tailrace, which is the path the water flows out from the water wheel. The original mill washed away during a flood in the 1800's, but the CA State Parks has built a replica near the original site, but on slightly higher ground, just in case.

In some places they dug or blasted all the way down to the bedrock to have a deeper channel for the water to flow out from the wheel. On the morning of January 24, 1848 while he was inspecting this tailrace, he spotted the gold flakes that would change history.

The full scale model of James Marshall's gold discovery is part of the museum located in the Visitor's Center across the street. We spent quite a bit of time there after first visiting the site of the original mill and then also the replica mill built slightly higher on the bank.

The museum consists of both indoor and outdoor exhibits. It tells the story not only of Marshall's initial discovery of gold, but also of the impact it had on people and the development of California. There are also quite a few exhibits of geology and mining, such as this chart of the different types of gold deposits found.

One of the exhibits is an old, 1800's stagecoach:

Another is the ruins of the 1850's jail, Coloma was one of the first 'boom' towns of the gold rush, so the jail was quite busy in the 1850's.

After the gold rush however, Coloma didn't have as much to sustain it. A few settlers tried orchards, but the town really died back. Today it is mostly just a tourist town supporting folks who want to see where gold was discovered (like us). Here are a couple of views of the downtown as it looks today.


BTW - on the way down to the river to check out the monument there, I saw this Western Scrub Jay. He was quite far out and it isn't as clear a shot as I'd like, but he was so different than the Stellar Jay's that we usually see out here, thought I'd throw it in.

By the time we finished visiting Coloma and Sutter's Mill, it was late afternoon. My brother and his wife will be working until quite late tonight, but generally we try to settle down before dark, so we high tailed it up to his place as fast as we could, about 120 miles north of us (and not in a straight line). In spite of many temptations along the way, I didn't stop for anything along the way, even gas (the tank was pretty low by the time we got there...). There are two dogs at my brothers place, a great dane and a pit bull. They are supposedly friendly (once you meet them I'm sure), but I didn't feel like messing with strange dogs in the dark, so located a reasonably level spot outside their fence and we settled in for the night.
Art's sister in law (and Melody's sister) Denella saw our RV and stopped in for a short chat late in the evening (we'd been asleep, but she wanted to make sure we were OK, so that was fine).
Logistics:
Miles Driven - 161 (40 RT), Cumulative - 18,078
Camped at - Dirt Road outside my brothers home
Provisions Obtained - Gas $31.75 for 9.075 gallons at 127,835
Brick a brack at Gold Discovery Visitors Center Gift Shop...
Day 187 - Nevada City & Sutters Mill (Photo's Added) remains copyright of the author jl98584, a member of the travel community Travellerspoint.
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My plan for today was to drive up Hwy 174 from Grass Valley to Colfax. Colfax is a very small town in eastern California right off of I-80. Grass Valley and Nevada City are two small towns about 25 miles north of I-80 along Hwy 49 - in the heart of CA's gold country. Hwy 174 makes a small triangle between GV and Colfax, about 14 miles long?
My parents lived in this area twice, the first time from 1955 to 1959 on Hwy 174, aka the Colfax Highway. Mom seemed to have a lot of memories of this area and I thought she might enjoy seeing some of her old haunts again. Sure enough, she was able to locate the house they'd lived in 50 years ago and it was still standing. They paid $9,000 for this in 1955, Mom say's this didn't have as many tree's around it then.
Mom also seemed to enjoy remembering various other sights along the drive, places they'd shopped or where friends had lived. A little farther up the road we crossed a bridge over the Bear River. Just before the bridge was a sign indicating there was a historic marker. We turned off to find that when they built the new bridge in the 1980's, they'd saved the old bridge also (citizen's initiative I think). Maybe the bridge had some sort of historic significance for others, but for Mom - it was something she remembered driving over in the 1950's.

The river is dammed up just above this, but still had a lot of water. This time of year the state is probably releasing water to make room for snow melt, but Mom doesn't remember the river ever being this full.

A little later, just before we got to Colfax, Mom spotted another place she remembered. This house actually used to be a Wimpy's hamburger restaurant in the 1950's. Mom and Dad actually took us there several times (Dad wasn't normally one to spring for dining out, even at a hamburger joint, so this would have been a major event for our family). They had a juke box where Mom liked to play 'Autumn Leaves' by Roger Williams (Mom & Dad were never into popular music, this is about as close as they came).

Just around the corner from the old Wimpy's (now somebody's home) is Colfax. I thought it would be fun to stop in at an Ice Cream store I remembered from a couple of years ago, but since it's the 'off' season, the Ice Cream store was still closed when we got there about noon. To kill a little time, we meandered on over to an Antique Store a couple of doors down.
Yes folks, it's probably better if I stay out of Antique stores! Probably doubled my already extensive collection of 45rpm records in one fell swoop. I kept offering about 1/2 the marked price on a few items, they kept accepting so I bought (a few things anyway. Maybe it's the off season, not sure why they'd sell for such lowball prices?) Don't cringe, but I also picked up an old accordian and have been having fun trying to figure out the buttons (hmm). Anyway, I wasn't really intending to buy a lot of antiques, but I figure at those prices I could probably sell the stuff again if I get short and not much risk of loosing money. Of course, figuring out a way to carry it all home in the RV may be a challenge.
By the time I finished loading up all the junk I'd bought at the antique store, it was almost time for the Ice Cream store to open, so Mom decided to sit and wait for a few minutes by 'Calamity Jane'. The weather has also been great - 69 F today and clear & sunny. Just outside the Ice Cream store were some planters - quite a surprise to see both Daffidols and Iris blooming so early, and both at the same time.


We finally had our ice cream and headed back down to Nevada City where I had made reservations at an RV campground. On the way we decided to stop at Apple Annies - a family owned restaurant where they grow their own apples as well as cook all kinds of good stuff. The garnish on our plates was a slice of Arkansas Black apple - never heard of it before but it was quite good. We also both ordered Apple Cider, but we were too full for dessert (having already had ice cream). So instead we bought an Apple Pie to take to my brother's house.

We had miscalculated the dates, both my brother and his wife work tomorrow so we decided there is no reason to try to get to their place tonight. I also wanted to visit Sutters Mill, so now we have time to do that before heading up to my brothers place.
We are staying in Harmony Ridge RV Campground tonight. It's the off season, so the swimming pool is quite cold - but the Hot Tub was warm and appeared to be working, so we indulged for awhile. Life is just rough - what can I say?
ps - HAPPY BIRTHDAY MIKE!
Logistics:
Miles Driven - 37 (RT), Cumulative - 17,917
Camped at Harmony Ridge RV Campground (ROD)
Provisions: Propane $11.21 for abt 3 gallons
Lunch at Apple Annies
Ice Cream in Colfax
Junk (7 boxes of 45 rpm records, early 1900's accordian, mantle clock, teapot)
Day 186 - Colfax & Antiques (Photo's Added) remains copyright of the author jl98584, a member of the travel community Travellerspoint.
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]]>We also saw this Western Meadowlark - a really cool bird. (The rest of the birds we saw refused to sit still for the camera, so have missed their opportunity for fame and glory in the blog.)

This morning, Mom & I went to visit Pam, a friend from when Mom & Dad lived in Nevada City. We had a nice visit and sampled an apricot pie she'd baked. When we mentioned that we planned to visit Sutter's Fort in the afternoon, Pam said she'd like to join us for that - so the three of us piled into her car and drove to downtown Sacramento.

Today, a school group was having a special program at Sutters Fort. All the kids from that school were dressed in period costumes and taking part in various activities to learn about pioneer life. Many of the parents and teachers were also participating in period dress. They had attended workshops to learn specific pioneer skills and were using them in the Fort. The group will stay overnight (at least the kids & dad's, not sure who else). We met one of the dad's outside the main gate, who was kind enough to pose with Mom & I.

Here's another view of the main gate, but from inside the Fort. Again, with some reenactors from the school group.

The Fort was still open for general tourists and other school groups, but it was really fun to have all these extra reenactor's running around in costume and acting like pioneers! This made the place really come alive (even if many of the pioneers were pint sized).

Just after we entered the gate, there were a couple of rooms set up with informative displays about John Sutter and the history of his Fort. John (Johann Augustus) Sutter was born in Baden, Germany in 1803. Baden is near the Swiss border and Sutter considered himself a Swiss. He left Europe in 1834 and spent some years travelling and exploring before finally setting up his colony in today's Sacramento in 1839. He called his settlement "New Helvetia" (New Switzerland). At the time he arrived in California in 1839, there were only about 1,000 Europeans and 30,000 Native American's living there. The Mexican Governor, Juan Bautista Alvarado gave him permission to settle in what is now the Sacramento area, then made this a formal land grant of about 48,000 acres after Sutter became a Mexican citizen in 1840. He was also given an additional grant of about 144,000 acres by a different Mexican governor in 1845, but lost this in an 1858 US Supreme Court decision after being sued by squatters.
Sutter employed the local Native American's, as opposed to enslaving them as we'd seen happen along the east coast. He actually built a fairly extensive and successful community. He employed carpenters, blacksmiths, coopers and whatever other farmers or craftsmen/women were needed for a successful community. Much of the reconstructed fort's rooms contain living history type shops. Here are some examples of how they are set up (some others had folks actually working in them!)
While there were quite a few structures and residences at New Helvetia, only the adobe Fort has been reconstructed. It was actually a Fort and contained defensive "Bastion" corner sections with cannon, 2.5' thick walls, and a weapons room to store the rifles and ammunition.

They also have a room set up as Sutter lived in it and another as a workman's quarters (not everyone had beds in 1846).
A number of people were cooking using 1846 style equipment and techniques. The school group would actually be eating dinner from their efforts!
One thing I hadn't been clear about was that Sutter's Fort is not where gold was discovered. Sutter needed lumber for his growing enterprise and joined a partnership with James Marshall to build a lumber mill in the foothills about 50 miles east of the Sacramento area on the south fork of the American River. That is where the gold was discovered (and we visited it a couple of days later). The sad thing is that once the news got out, most of Sutters workers abandoned his fields and shops for the gold fields. Squatters and minors overran most of his holdings, cheated him and left him with little to show for having settled northern California. The Gold Rush did not leave a positive legacy for Sutter or the Fort that helped many early settler's survive in California.
After touring Sutters Fort, we also went through the State Indian Museum, which was right next door. I was able to get a couple of pictures of the general area, but the Museum doesn't allow photography inside. It was pretty good if you ever get a chance to visit it.


Pam treated us to lunch at a nice place near the Fort, then Mom & I got back in the RV and headed east again, bit of a story there but we ended up staying in the Nevada County Fairgrounds which has RV camping at the far end. (Another unscheduled route change?) We had a pretty nice night there - but a friendly rooster took a liking to us and made sure he fulfilled his rooster duties very early in the morning!
Logistics:
Miles Driven - 120, Cumulative - 17,880
Camped at Nevada County Fairgrounds for $24
Provisions - $26.70 for 7.718 gallons at 127,721
Day 185 - Sutters Fort (Photo's Added) remains copyright of the author jl98584, a member of the travel community Travellerspoint.
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]]>I stopped by the Marin County Courthouse to take care of a couple emails since there hadn't been any internet signal at the campground - how did I ever get through life without email? Unfortunately, it is only open for tours on Wednesdays at 10:30 AM - so maybe we'll come back this way after visiting my brother...
For those of you in an architectural fog, the Marin County Courthouse was designed by Frank Lloyd Wright (FLW) and is to blame for my closet obsession with his work. I remember seeing it as a kid and just falling in love with it...

While I worked on email and admired the FLW architecture, Mom found some friends on the nearby pond...

I also made reservations in a nice campground (membership type, so no $$ outflow) - we've been staying in lovely state parks so long and they're great, but we really need to do some Laundry & Vacuum!
So we had a few hours to kill (can't check in too early), and I thought it would be nice to drive up to the Napa/Sonoma area. I'd grown up in the SF Bay area, but don't remember ever visiting Napa or Sonoma. Mom graduated from High School in Petaluma, her Aunt Evelyn lived in Glen Ellen, and Mom also lived in Sonoma for a time, so she enjoyed the drive.
On the way to Sonoma, we started passing through a lot of vineyards. I decided to stop at this one, the Jacuzzi Winery, since they advertised that they had olive tasting as well as wine tasting. Mom & I went into the Olive section first, but we should have read the sign more closely - it was olive oil tasting, not olives. That's OK for me, I like Olive Oil, but Mom doesn't. I think she enjoyed the building however and looking at all the neat, but expensive stuff in the gift shops.

This is actually one of the newest wineries in Sonoma Valley, but they've built a really nice place. The courtyard is all done up as Spanish style early California, it was very nice and had Mexican music playing in the background.

While I was out back admiring their vineyards, a Harrier flew by. Then, knowing it took me a while to set up the camera, he just kept circling and circling just above the vines - of course that's actually the way they hunt but I can pretend he did it for these shots?


After spending a little more than I could afford on some wine and olive oil, we drove on into downtown Sonoma.
We got a TON of great ideas at the Sonoma Visiter's Center, but didn't have time to try them today - so maybe we'll head back here after visiting my brother, I'm not sure. We did eat at a really nice little shop, they sell pastries also so we picked some up for later.
I also walked around the town square a bit and took some pictures of the old Mexican Army Barracks and Mission (didn't take the time to tour these today however). They also had a nice mural in one of the alley's (which are all full of shops by the way).
We finally headed off towards the campground, which was quite far south still. On the way we passed a dairy that Mom actually remembered from when she was a kid. It was still in business and still had dairy cattle, but they now share space with grape vines!

After crossing I-80 a little farther south, we drove through a giant wind farm - don't remember this sort of stuff when I was a kid?

We finally found the campground. It is located along a levy in the Sacramento River Delta, about 20 feet below the surface of the river.

We got the laundry done. Tomorrow we'll do some visiting of an old friend, then who knows. In the meantime, one advantage of staying around the Sacramento River Delta is the birding - we saw lots and lots of birds - some of which I've identified?
(I'm working in a KOA clubhouse to get an internet signal, so don't have my travel log handy, will add the logistics later - not that anybody reads that. I just keep it since it's part of the whole Lewis & Clark style travel experience, to log our journey!)
Day 184 - Marin & Sonoma (Photo's Added) remains copyright of the author jl98584, a member of the travel community Travellerspoint.
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]]>While we've certainly met some nice folks here in CA, they haven't been as consistently nice as in most states we've been in. When I stopped for gas just outside the park, another customer started cussing at me for blocking his way (like I can just zip in or out at will in an RV!) Of course, it didn't help that Mom decided to chip in and help offer ways to get out of his way - of course, she won't drive the RV so has no idea what sort of turns I can or can't do. We had a bit of a moment there, but seem to have survived it. As far as Californian's go, I'm generally glad I don't live here any more.
While we also generally skip the big cities, my sister Que and her partner Vivian were in San Francisco for a medical conference. When we realized we were all in the same area at the same time, we thought it might be fun to try to meet up. (Que & Vivian live in Seattle, so we do get to see them fairly often - but of course we've been on the road for several months now). Que said she hadn't been to a beach in a long time and I figured the road along the beach would be as easy to navigate as any, so we agree to try to meet up along the SF beach.
Somehow, Mom & I managed to navigate there without going around in circles too much (one anyway) and found a parking spot right across from Golden Gate Park, within sight of the Cliff House and Seal Rocks. The Cliff House is not the same place I remember as a kid. They've built something new at the same spot that just doesn't look all that special to me, but I guess we don't all have the same tastes in building styles?

We were also right across the street from one of the windmills at Golden Gate Park. There are two of these built in 1903 and they were actually used to water the landscaping in the park in the early 1900's. This one has been restored, the other is still undergoing restoration.

BTW - SF still isn't charging for parking along the beach! There are still a few bright spots for visitors here. Que met us at the beach shortly after we got there. Que and Mom enjoyed a walk out to the beach (believe it or not, I was trying to work on the blog for a few minutes).

A short time later, Vivian arrived and we somehow all managed to meet up without getting lost (cell phones come in handy in such situations).

We were right across the street from an old San Francisco landmark, the Beach Chalet restaurant. It was built in 1925, but had recently been restored. Vivian generously offered to treat us all to lunch there!

On the first floor are several murals that were painted in 1936 as part of the WPA program. I continue to be favorably impressed with all the public works generated by FDR's depression era programs to provide work for the unemployed. Also you will notice that I am not the only member of my family to have caught the photography bug!
We had a great dinner, I tried taking a picture but didn't want to use a flash so as not to annoy the other diners. I should have used a flash. Well, close your eyes and imagine us sitting by a window overlooking the beach (the RV in plain view across the street, as well as the sea wall and beach) - enjoying all sorts of good eats...
After dinner, Que & Vivian had to go get ready for a show later in the evening. Mom & I enjoyed seeing SF again but figured there were better ways to tour the city than in an RV and I wanted to head north and find a campground before it got too dark. We drove on up the street and turned as it passed the cliff house. When we got to where we needed to turn to get to the Golden Gate Bridge, there was a "No Left Turn" sign as Vivian had warned us, so we just went around the block - in driving, three rights equals a left. I thought the houses looked pretty typical for San Francisco, so while we didn't do much sightseeing in town, I stopped for this shot as we rounded the block.

In fairness to SF however, the streets and parking didn't seem nearly as bad as I'd expected (nor as bad as Boston or Philadelphia). We did get onto the correct street and onto and across the Golden Gate Bridge without a hitch. It was starting to get a little darker, but I pulled over at the vista point just across the bridge for some nice shots. It was surprising how many tourists there were at the vista point - almost no parking left. I guess March isn't a bad time of year for tourists to this area?



By the time we left the vista point it was really dusk, so we drove up to San Rafael where Mom had found a state park on San Pablo Bay, a little east of town. The China Camp SP was really nice, but just over some low hills from the town - and had no cell phone signals, so no internet. Here we were in the middle of one of the most populated area's in one of the most populated states, and continue to find rural space with no connections! Amazing.
Logistics:
Miles Driven - 59, Cumulative - 17,673
Camped at China Camp State Park, San Rafael, CA
Provisions - Gas $36.59 for 10 gallons at 127,505
Day 183 - San Francisco with Sister (Photo's Added) remains copyright of the author jl98584, a member of the travel community Travellerspoint.
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]]>...or March 1st? Great signal again finally, but the flip side is we're back close to big cities (SF now), and the traffic and congestion that goes with that. Definitely a mixed blessing...
Anyway, back to our tour of Hearst Castle Thursday.
Thursday, we woke up in San Simeon State Park to bluejays. Mom had lots of fun feeding them some old bread and trying to use my camera to get pictures of them (not too successfully I'm afraid). Our tour started at 10:20, so we were able to sleep in a bit and take a nice, relaxing ride up to the Visitor's Center. Mom always has more pep in the morning, so was ready to go once we got parked.

There are only a maximum of four people on the handicapped accessable tours, so we had a really private tour. The other couple on the tour was from Pittsburgh and had as upbeat an attitude as Mom. The first bus goes the five miles from the Visitors Center to the castle. I sat in back so I could try to get some pictures from the bus - not too successfully, but a few came out OK. This is view of the castle from that trip. Notice all the tree's on the hill? They weren't there originally, WRH (William Randolph Hearst, the man who had the 'castle' built) wanted tree's on his hillside, so had 70,000 mature tree's planted around the hilltop. The hill was mostly rock however, so his workers had to dynamite holes for the trees.

When we got to the top of the hill, we transferred from the bus to an electric cart (like a golf cart, but a little bigger). We also picked up our guide, Terry, who first took us to the inside swimming pool:

OK - that's not just any old swimming pool. It's called the 'Roman Pool' and is ten feet deep throughout the main pool (the alcove pool is not as deep). The small, round balcony in the center is a diving platform.
Next we rode up to a patio area near one of the guest houses, Casa del Mar. This gives you an idea of the view available from Hearst Castle, it is located at an elevation of 1,600 feet, but only about 5 miles from the coast, so it's a pretty steep incline.

Here is a view of Casa del Mar itself. While it was designed and used as a Guest House, it has 5,875 sq feet. WRH and his wife also lived here until the main house (Casa Grande) was complete enough to live in (hard to say completed, since it became a work in progress as long as WRH was alive).

Surprisingly, they do allow photography - but no flashes. So you can get an idea of how opulant these 'homes' are inside, but most of my inside shots are pretty dark. This is the living room in Casa del Mar, lots of gold leaf and the walls were covered in red velvet.

A word of caution if you ever try to stay at Hearst Castle (not currently on the list of tour options), the beds are not very big! WRH actually built the Castle partly to house his antiques, he'd been collecting them for most of his life. The beds are mostly old European and are smaller then modern beds. This is the main bedroom in Casa del Mar - may have even been WRH's bed while he was living there, I'm not sure.

After leaving Casa del Mar, we walked past some of the outside artwork. Many of these are priceless, in the early 1900's many Europeans needed money and were glad to sell their old antique collections to American's such as WRH for cold, hard cash. The thumbnail on the left is "The Three Graces", the right - the four statues of Sekhmet, the lion-faced Egyption goddesss of battle (the one on the right is on loan to the state capital). The latter are the oldest pieces of art at Hearst Castle at about 3,400 years old. (Thumbnails, click to enlarge)
We also got our first close up glimpse of the front of Hearst Castle from the courtyard. The reinforced concrete building is covered with three inch thick Utah limestone (except for unfinished sections in the back). The bell towers used to play, but the bells are considered too old and fragile now.

Our tour started in the back of the house however, so we got back in the cart and continued on towards the back. Here are views of the side (left) and back (right) of the house. This isn't too shabby for a back door, 24 caret gold leaf and all.
We started inside the kitchen (not on most entry level tours, the accessible tour mixes some of the rooms seen on other tours, which suited me fine - sometimes I prefer to see how the old kitchens were set up.) WRH had some of the first electric refrigerators installed. Since electricity wasn't available in this area until the late 1930's, WRH had a generating station built for his Castle. He was so proud to be one of the earliest mansions with electricity, most of the lightbulbs were left open (not covered or hidden behind glass fixtures as we do today).
Outside the kitchen was a very large staging area, with a large stainless steel table in the center that could either be cooled or heated depending on what type of dish was being prepared. The sink handles in there were gold plated, even though the room was probably used only by the staff. From there, we proceeded to the dining room. Several large tapestries hung there as well as in other rooms of the Casa Grande. There are about 20 in total from the 1500's Belgium. The table has a few place settings as it would have looked in WRH's day - complete with paper napkins, Ketchup and Mustard. Eastern Rich would have been aghast, but WRH wanted to give the impression that he was just a miner's son at heart - either that or he liked ketchup & mustard, I'm not sure.


We then toured some other rooms in the main mansion, including the living room, billards room and theater. I took pictures and some are tolerable, but probably not worth uploading (dark, etc.). WRH collected entire ceilings from estates in Spain & elsewhere and had them installed at the Castle. In front of the main entryway is a tile floor from a Roman villa. While there are a lot of pieces from his collections on display, it's a rather eclectic display - religious and pagen mixed together for example. There is also a large, two mantle stone fireplace from a French Chateau in the Living Room. What's interesting about it is how he bought it - at an auction bidding against J. D. Rockefeller. Even though JDR was much wealthier then WRH, Hearst outbid him to get the fireplace. Year's later, JDR mentioned to WRH that he had way overpaid for the fireplace. WRH replied to the affect that perhaps this was so, but the fireplace was sitting in his living room. This says a lot about WRH's personality, when he wanted something he went after it, and was willing to spend whatever it took.
After we left the main house (Casa Grande), we drove down towards the Neptune Pool. Unfortunately, they were working on the patio that allowed the electric carts to drive up to the pool and since we were on the accessable tour, the tour guide wasn't about to have us walk, so we had to skip this. This is the only thing I regret, it was the one place I really wanted to see at Hearst Castle (we do have postcards). It is an impressive place and I'm glad we went, but I'm not sure I feel any need to go back. It's not as bad as the Breakers in RI, at least WRH loved the place he'd built and enjoyed spending time there - but it's just not my style? Mom says she thinks about the same thing.
So we ate lunch there (not that good, but we enjoyed throwing scraps to the crows), then headed back out on the road.
About three miles north at Piedras Blancas Beach, we found Elephant Seals. They only come ashore for a few months out of the year to form colonies, breed and molt. The rest of the year they are at see feeding. The adult male can weigh over two tons and dive as deep as 5,000 feet in search of food. The peak season for viewing seals in this area was a month or so ago, but there were still plenty around when we stopped by.

We did see a couple of seals coming up out of the water. They move quite awkwardly on land and seem to have to stop often to rest - move a few feet, rest a few minutes, move again.


One unusual behavior (for us, a common behavior for Elephant Seals) is that once on the beach they often flip sand over their bodies. This helps keep them cool and protected from direct sunlight. We saw several of the animals doing this.

Another common behavier is for them to stay together in a family group, called a Harem. In this one, the large bull is on the top left. There are several adult females and some juveniles also in the group. The adult females head back to sea about a month after giving birth, leaving the juveniles to learn to swim and feed on their own. The seals aren't usually this thin, this is nearing the end of their time ashore and they will shortly need to return to the sea to feed.

We also saw some pup's still nursing. The young seals nurse for about a month and gain weight rapidly before being abandoned by their mothers. Weaned pups are referred to as "weaners" and remain behind teaching themselves how to swim after the last of the adults return to sea sometime in March.

Once again, we just got lucky. If we'd done a little research and known the Elephant Seals were here and only until about the end of February - we probably would have scheduled the trip just to make sure we saw them! But planned or not, we did get to see them and it was well worth it - even if a bit past the peak season.
By this time it was starting to get late in the afternoon and we'd only driven 3 miles! We did head up north some and had some beautiful vista's. This may not be one of the four 'corners' of the lower 48, but I thought it would still be a good time for a 'you were there' picture.

We found a National Park campground at Plaskett Creek. After finding a spot and registering, we decided to head across the street to Sand Dollar Beach (the campground registration fee also covered entrance to the beach). Interesting place, the coastal brochure said this was the largest expanse of sandy beach in this part of California. However, there was very little sand there, it was mostly rocks. I thought it might be due to the tide - but went back again in the morning and still it was mostly rocks. The most likely reason is that the recent storms washed much of the sand away. Nature will probably rebuild the sandy beach over time, storms wash it away, waves bring it back.
Mom and I both hiked a short way to the overlook.

In case you're wondering, one of our objectives for California was to drive quite a bit of the coastal highway. I was born and raised in California, mostly the San Francisco bay area and so am somewhat familiar with some of the sightseeing to be done up here - but hadn't spent much time on the coast and very little, if any, on the scenic coastal highway. So we're doing it now, hope you don't get too tired of scenery shots! So anyway, I hiked on down to what's left of the beach and got some more 'scenic' shots of the coast, surf and some interesting rock stacks left behind by another visitor.
Logistics:
Miles Driven - 39, Cumulative - 17,426
Camped at Plasket Creek NP, about 1/2 way between San Simeon and Monterrey, CA
Provisions Secured - $40 - two tours of Hearst Castle plus about $22 for lunch and $45 at the gift shop (ugh), $26.00 for 5 gallons of gas at $5.19/gal! (A locally renouned gas gouger - but no gas for then next 60 miles so they can get by with it.)
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