After an overnight stop in Eugene to visit our grandson (and his parents, too), as well as breakfast with my folks where my Mom cooked us biscuits, sausage gravy, sausage links, eggs, and fresh tomatoes, we headed to the coast to start our slow trip back to La Paz. It was a pretty uneventful trip which is good for everything except a blog. Makes for a sort of boring blog when nothing goes wrong. But Flipper performed excellently. Lots of downshifting on those seemingly unending grades but that’s OK, we’re not in a hurry.
We ended yesterday’s run at Bullard Beach State Park. The park was packed with big giant RVs as well as a few smaller ones, even another Dolphin. We had electricity and pressure water at the site which was nice but not really necessary. Twenty-five bucks seemed a little steep to me but I guess that’s what Oregon State Parks cost these days.
This morning we got up late, ate a very leisurely breakfast, took showers in the park’s shower facility (clean, water temperature okay, no crowds), dumped the holding tank and finally got on the road about 11:00 or maybe a little after. Our goal for the day was Patrick Point State Park outside Trinidad, California. I believe the GPS put it at somewhere around 194 miles away. Should be there by 3:45 or so.
Well, we should be there by 3:45 but that’s only if we don’t stop anywhere to buy stuff on our list. It’s crazy. It seems like it doesn’t matter how much crap we buy, we always forget to buy something. Then, after that item is put on a sheet of paper, it somehow attracts other items until, before you know it, you’ve got another list. But didn’t we just finish checking everything off the list yesterday?
One of the items on the list that was proving maddeningly elusive was a simple hand-operated, non-electric drill. Not a big brace or anything, just a little egg-beater or Yankee push-pull style screwdriver/drill. Just something for drilling quick pilot holes for screws and such. Checked at hardware/variety stores in Eugene, Florence, Reedsport, and Coos Bay. Everyplace we stopped they remembered seeing one once upon a time but must have sold it. Everything is now cordless-motorized. Finally we found the only one left in the store at a big Ace Hardware in Brookings, Oregon this afternoon.
What with searching for the drill, buying groceries, having lunch at MacD’s where there is a wifi connection, steep grades, and stops for road construction, we didn’t reach Patrick’s Point until almost 5:00. We were in line waiting to check in when I decided to walk up to the booth and see what the cost was while I was waiting for our turn. Holy, moly! THIRTY FIVE BUCKS??? For a basic site??? WTF? Guess maybe staying at places run by the State of California isn’t the smartest thing to do when the state is or at least has been in such dire financial straits. We flipped a yoo-ee and headed back out to the road. Decided to check out a couple of RV parks. I’d been avoiding RV parks because they usually look like fenced-off parking lots with all the charm of a Walmart lot. And I can park at most Walmarts for free. However, a few miles closer to Trinidad, we pulled into the Sounds Of The Sea RV Park. Fairly small, much prettier than a parking lot and they have wifi. Price for one night: $35 if paid with a card, $30 if paid with cash. I paid with cash. Granted, this wasn’t that much cheaper than the State Park but it was cheaper. And they had wifi and the price included all hook-ups, including sewer. That would have cost $45 at the State Park. Granted, they’d just started their winter rates, but still…
Anyway, here we are, safe and snug. Just about to have dinner and then we’ll kick back and watch a couple shows (New Girl and thirtysomething), have a couple brews, maybe a shot of rum (me) or cream sherry (Lulu) and generally hunker in for the night. Tomorrow we’re headed for somewhere along California Highway 1. Maybe Fort Bragg, maybe Anchor Bay, maybe somewhere that we haven’t even heard of yet. We’re going to try to hit a second-hand store or two to get something that we haven’t found yet (I can’t remember what it is but I’m sure it’s important), and maybe a book store to see if we can find some kind of guide to RV places in California. The AAA maps which used to be excellent, now pretty much suck. They show icons for campgrounds but give absolutely NO information about them, instead referring the reader to Woodall’s Guides. This is great if you have a copy of the guide or internet access but for freakin’ sakes, what’s wrong with at least listing State Parks as either having a campground or not? You know, like the maps that the individual states print up do? Guess I’d better look for a California DMV or Visitor Information Center and get myself a decent map. I am SO disappointed in AAA right now. Oh, the things I have to put up with.
OK, got that out of my system. Well, maybe not completely out. I’m sure it will continue to gnaw at me but I’ll try to rise above it. Tomorrow is another day and we’re continuing south. Hope the weather continues being as beautiful as it was today.
BTW, apparently Dolphin motorhomes have the same sort of camaraderie as VW buses. The ladies in the Dolphin at Bullard Beach smiled and waved as they drove past our campsite this morning and a guy in Orick, California actually pulled off the road to check us out while we were parked at the Orick Market. Seems he has an ’85 at home that he’s had about 9 months. I like that sort of thing.