As I sit here composing a note about our departure I realize that I have not mentioned anything about what we have been doing in the last several months. Wanderlust is a serious disease (See John Steinbeck “Travels With Charlie”) that cannot be cured, not even senility will do the trick. In any case, we got back to Sierra Vista in the end of September (2014) and by the end of October had pretty much made up our minds that we were going to move our base of operations to the Oregon coast. Of course moving is a lot more work than either of us remembered (we did remember that it is a lot of work) but still we did decided to do it ourselves. Come on: We both have well over half a century of experience with more than a couple of moves in our history, literally tons of things that can’t be left behind and we decide to move 1500 miles and do it ourselves??? Oh well, a couple of trips with a heavily loaded cargo trailer and all of our things are now in storage in Florence, Oregon.
We started by purchasing Harry:
and he proved to be an appropriately sized and very capable trailer. We loaded him up first with all the things that we could live without for a long while and took them to a self storage place in Florence where we unpacked 4 or 5 days of packing in one day. We did a little house hunting and then returned to Sierra Vista for stage two. The second trip was a repeat of the first with the advantage being that Harry is still packed and now sitting in a storage yard in Florence patiently waiting for his owners to buy or build a place to unpack him. We drove back to Arizona without a trailer tagging along which was a real pleasure after 4,500 hurry up and get it done miles with a huge appendage behind us. On these two working trips we found 3 great California eateries, Jucy’s River Cafe in Needles, Los Domingos in Barstow, and Fisherman’s Restaurant in Crescent City, the rest of our meals tended to be less than memorable. Only one motel stands out pleasantly in our memory and that was The Park Motel, in Florence, where we stayed for both trips with Harry. It is quaint, “fiftyish”, clean and well run. A lot of work packing, and a lot of driving and the deed is done. The little bit of sanity that we had left we misplaced somewhere along the way. We don’t miss it, and in fact we are beginning to believe that it is quite overrated as an asset.
We took care of all the details with the last being signing all the papers needed to sell our home. It is now February the 10th and we are on the road. Our first day out took us to Gila Bend. A fairly short drive, 207 miles, but we feel we have time and deserve a bit of R&R. Elaine is driving her van while my job is chauffeuring Bertha which makes the days a little longer because we are both driving full-time. At any rate we had beautiful weather and light traffic. It is great to be on the road with our own little house and not having to eat out all the time.
From Gila Bend we traveled 305 miles (our longest planned run) to the Boulder City Elks Lodge where we will spend a day just bumming around or in other words actively doing naught. The drive was easy. Phoenix traffic wasn’t even bad. Between Wickenburg and Wickieup on US93 the Joshua trees were budding out so soon they will be wearing their spring millinery, the Palo Verde were at their most verdant green but without leaves or flowers yet, and the sky was brilliant, clear, and blue. A beautiful day. On this stop in Boulder City we enjoyed a very good breakfast at Coffee Cup. Definitely a must do stop!
About 243 miles to Tonopah, NV where we stayed at the Joy Land RV Park. The drive seemed really long, possibly because the scenery on highway 95 is, to me, less than inspirational. After we got set up we went into town where we did find a nice used book store on the main street. The good news today (2/13/15) is that we got word that the closing on the house sale completed as scheduled which officially makes us homeless and grants us the privilege of being itinerant non-laborers. The picture of our site makes this seem like a nice RV park. Let me make it clear it isn’t. We did stay and did not have any problems however the sites and facilities are extremely run down and the park is in a neighborhood that I would have to say appears undesirable.
From Tonopah to Minden Nevada (235 miles) today’s drive was much more scenic than yesterday’s was. Unfortunately since we are both driving we have limited chances to take pictures but we have been blessed with delightful weather and some of America’s best scenery all the way. As you can see this is one of those “parking lot” RV parks but it really is nice with awesome views, clean facilities, and lots of shopping and sightseeing nearby. On our “extra” day here we found a yarn store that Elaine liked, the Nevada State Historical Museum (Do take the time for this one.), and some necessary and some not so necessary shopping. I think we should return to Carson City sometime to do more exploring.
Now this is definitely a parking lot RV park, but as you can see it is a very nice one. We are only here for one night and headed to the coast tomorrow. 🙂 We traveled 267 miles today. The day started with a beautiful morning run up to a 7,700 + foot mountain pass on California highway 89. It was icy cold but the roads were clear, the streams sparkling, the trees green, the sky blue and the traffic light. Back down the mountains on California 50 through Sacramento north on Interstate 5 past miles of fruit orchards in bloom (beautiful and fragrant) and then almost to US 101 on California 20 and 29 which took us up and down through mountains and valleys of early spring luxuriance to the rv park in Lakeport. We look forward to being done with all this but really have nothing to complain about. Lovely weather, easy drives without mishap, and the health and stamina to do what want to. Tomorrow will be our last planned stop.
Only 187 miles today! We are in Eureka, CA for a day before heading on to Florence, OR. Started out with a little fog which lifted by mid morning. It was overcast all day and the prognosis is more of the same for the next few days. We spent our day here shopping old town where Elaine found some ear rings, and a knitting book and Gordon found a novel. We headed back home to Bertha for a little “do nothing” time so we would be rested for the last leg. Elaine had already made our dinner in the crock-pot so Bertha smelled wonderful on our return.
A long day on the road, 285 miles, we had originally thought we would spend a night in Brookings, but decided to just be done with the traveling part and push on through. We started out with an overcast sky and fog but the closer we got to Oregon the more sunlight and blue sky we saw. The drive by now is very familiar and with bits of early spring colors showing, yellow daffodils and other flowers that go by too fast to identify while driving, the crashing white waves on the rocks, it is absolutely splendid. I know that I just wanted to say YIPPEE!! and honk the horn when I crossed the border into Oregon and Elaine said she did too. We are here safe and sound and will begin house hunting in earnest tomorrow.
We know now that we can leave Oregon anytime but Oregon will never leave us.