Is it the last trip of the season? We hope not, but it is getting colder outside. We had to make one more trip, just to try out the furnace, you know. Well, it works just fine.
We headed out Friday with a little concern for the weather. Nevertheless, it was dry most of the way to "Stub" Stewart, one of our favorites among Oregon State Parks. It is also the newest park in the system. It is set up to cater to RVers who do not like a lot of inconvenience. Every RV site has 50 Amp electric service, water and sewer (full hook-up), and according to the OSP web site, this park has wi-fi. Apparently, it wasn't working this weekend, at least in the part of to park where we stayed.
The park is located about 35 miles west of Portland on Hwy 47, in the general vicinity of Vernonia. This area is in the Oregon Coast Range mountains, which, though not the tallest mountains in the state, are among the most beautiful. Covered with trees, laced with rivers and streams, the Coast Range is a little bit of heaven.
We arrived at the park, found our reserved site, parked Sadie and hooked up all systems. Anticipating both college football games and World Series action on Saturday, I started a search with our "automatic" satellite dish. Alas, as is usually the case of late, it did not find any satellites. As best I have been able to discover in my research of the problem, this failure is due to the fact that a new satellite has been put into orbit since our system was built, and its presence "confuses" the software, which is not expecting to find a satellite at that location.
Whatever the case, I got out my trusty DishPro 500 satellite dish and my trusty support, homemade from PVC pipe, and in a few minutes, we had TV. Having put that task to rest, we got on to the more pressing task of relaxing. The weather began to spit a bit so we holed up inside and just enjoyed each other's company.
Friday night, the wind howled, causing something to go clunk, clunk, clunk against the coach. I'd have got up to see what was going on, had it not been for the driving rain and the fact that the clunking sounded fairly innocuous. I later discovered that the cap for the sewer pipe, which had been removed in favor of the sewer drain hose, was hanging from its rubber tether and clunk, clunk, clunking against the sewer pipe.
Saturday dawned with lots of fog, but the wind had abated. As the day wore on, the fog gave way to rain...I mean serious rain at times. We were able to get out for a stroll around the campground, but later we were grateful to be inside enjoying football. The highlight of the day, of course, was watching the Oregon Ducks demolish the Trojans of USC 47-20. My Phillies didn't do as well against the Yankees in the World Series.
Sunday, the day we had to leave, arrived all sunny and blue-skyed. I am not sure why it is so often the case that the best weather happens, when we have to leave. Pogo got another walk, and I managed to get a picture of the campground and our dear Sadie.
The drive home was spectacular, punctuated by fall-colored leaves, sunshine, unseasonably warm temperatures, and the realization that the RVing season may not, after all, be over. Jill and I often remark about the fact that we are blessed with a wonderful home to return to. This final photo is of our vine maple tree in the back yard. The others Jill took along our way home.
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