Lemons and Lemonade

Living the “Dream” can be interrupted by a variety of things be it road construction, weather, mechanical challenges with the rig or the breakdown of appliance. We have had the “pleasure” of ALL of them. The most recent was the refrigerator when it was 105 degrees out! YIKES! 

We woke up on our last leg of our journey to San Francisco to find that our refrigerator decided to “take a powder”. Thankfully it happened when and where it did as we had been spending the last 5 days in very remote places with no phone service let alone RV refrigerator repair men in the area! 

We hit the road fast as we could to get to “civilization” with the only challenge that it was Sunday and there were no service centers open. We placed lots of calls to “Mobile Repairmen” that will come to you, but Grrrr again it was Sunday and no one was answering their phones. So we packed what we could salvage in a cooler full of ice and determined to spend our last day with our guest having Funday Sunday.

My Handsome Chauffeur kicked into his “MacGuyver” mode bright and early hitting the phones trying to get someone out to try and help him trouble shoot the problem. Hitting brick wall after brick wall he finally got someone to come to us to help him figure out what we needed. The demand for RV repair folks is GREAT and the number available is LOW! 

I took to the internet searching for possible solutions. It could be anything from a fuse to a cooling unit (which could lead to a purchase of a new refrigerator). I contacted my fellow Nomads and asked their advice. It appears that EVERYONE has had challenges with their refrigerators. At least we were in good company 😉!

MacGuyver finally was able to get a mobile repairman to come to our aid and help troubleshoot our dilemma. Frank showed up ready to help, but forgot a few necessary things….his eye glasses and hearing aids! I swear we are not making this stuff up! He fiddled around with a few things and gave us the diagnosis that we were in need of a new cooling unit. Not what we wanted to hear. Oh but it gets better… the part alone would be $900 then add labor we were looking at $2000! Frank made the suggestion that we may want to consider buying a brand new fridge as our’s is 8 years old and we will begin seeing other things go wrong. OUCH!!!!

 MacGuyver was not convinced that Dr.Frank knew what he was talking about so he asked if Frank would be willing to dig a bit deeper into some of the electronics as when MacGuyver was checking things he discovered that the fans were not running. Frank shrugged his shoulders and agreed to delve further. 

While checking fuses and wires with good eyesight is difficult, without the aid of glasses Frank made more work for himself as he shorted out wires that blew a fuse to the coach! MacGuyver to the rescue… He was able to find the problem Frank caused and fixed it! MacGuyver then bypassed  some “thermostat thingy and wired the fans to work constantly to see if this would cool the refrigerator.

As Frank presented us with a bill for his “Work” MacGuyver asked him how certain he was that we needed a cooling unit. Frank replied that he was 100% certain! MacGuyver bid him farewell and said that he would get back with him.

Off  we go into San Francisco to bring our Glorious Hitchhiker home. It was a bittersweet ride. We had a WONDERFUL time with her and saying goodbye is not one of my strong suits! 

After a delicious dinner we headed back to the Mobile Condo anxious to check on the refrigerator. Drum roll please.. MacGuyver opens the door to see that the temperature has gone DOWN!! Tada… MacGuyver saves the day. Take that Dr. Frank! 😊

Up early the next morning making calls to procure the parts needed to fix the refrigerator MacGuyver also called Frank to tell him we would NOT need a cooling unit. Frank then states he needs to HIRE MacGuyver 😂😂😂!

So lemons to lemonade….we get to extend our visit to the San Fran area waiting on parts. When we hit any challenge (and we have had PLENTY of those) where I want to curl up in a ball and cry MacGuyver gets energized as he loves to figure things out. I have no idea how people live this lifestyle without their own MacGuyver. I am so very thankful for mine! 

MacGuyver thrives on challenges and has a passion for improving processes, in fact after spending 18 years in manufacturing he started his own company called Process Improvement Group. He enjoys helping people out finding ways to improve their processes therefore increase their bottom line. He has been helpful not only in manufacturing, but has helped various places we have stayed along our journey. Still manufacturing pulls his heart strings.

Along our journey we have taken a few breaks to tour manufacturing facilities. We stopped in Tillamok, OR to tour a cheese plant.  

   We have been to Rogue Brewery in Newport, OR 
 Lucky us the Jelly Belly manufacturing plant was is the same neighborhood we picked up the new parts for our fridge! 

   YAY for free samples! Nothing MacGuyver enjoys more than Cheese, Beer and most of all JELLY BEANS!
We returned from our “SWEET” tour to the task at hand…. Putting in the new parts. It should have been a simple task, but thanks to Dr. Frank’s lack of glasses he cut wires too short so MacGuyver got to rewire things before he could replace the parts! Gee thanks Frank! 

MacGuyver was successful and in the morning the readings on our thermometer were better than we have ever seen since owning the Mobile Condo! All said and done the repair cost us around $150 ( which included Dr. Frank’s bill😡) which was a welcome relief from our first estimate of $2000!

With a few extra days in the area we decided to venture back into San Francisco to have lunch with the Glorious Hitchhiker and one more hug before heading east. Traveling and parking in San Fran is not in the least easy! We made the decision to make the trek on the Harley as it was a beautiful day and much easier to park the Harley than our truck. 

Off we head on our 50 mile journey. Guess what LOTS of people had the same idea about going into the city that day. There was a baseball game in Oakland on top of lots of other things to do so we were stuck in traffic!

In California you can “split the lanes” when riding a motorcycle. This means you can go between cars riding along the dotted white line! It is CrAzY to watching riders fly thru the traffic! We opted not to do this as it is SO dangerous in our minds. So we sit in bumper to bumper traffic waited creeping and at a standstill waiting to pay the toll to cross the Bay Bridge when ALL OF A SUDDEN we are throw off our bike and the bike is on the ground! We were hit from behind by an 85 year old man who didn’t see us! This was beginning to be a terrible day!

We are so thankful for the folks that stopped and came to our aid ( Thank you Gene & Katrina from Utah) The police and ambulance were called. I have no idea how they got to us so quickly given all the traffic, but they did. We were very shook up, bruised and battered, but no need to be transported to a ER. We were told by the ambulance guy to expect to be very sore. Our bike too is bruised and battered but drivable. So everyone gave their statements and we hopped back on the bike gingerly and headed the rest of our journey into SAN FRANCISCO 

 Yep your eyes are not playing tricks on you we were only 9.6 miles away from our destination and it was going to take another 32 mins. I will add the LONGEST 32 minutes of our lives!

We arrived safely into the arms of one shook up “little” girl. We assured her we were fine just sore and shook up ourselves. We enjoyed a quick visit with lunch before we had to leave again. So very thankful to get another hug and kiss from her! Off we headed back to our home at Travis AFB.

The ride was just as precarious and we were “gun shy” to say the least. By the time we made it back the adrenalin was starting to subside and the soreness as predicted by the ambulance attendant was kicking in full force. Next stop the ER at the base hospital.  

 We were seen immediately. The Dr did a very quick assessment and gave the diagnosis of contusions (bruising) told us to expect to feel worse before we got better.He prescribed medicines to help along  with rest, ice and heat. We were told to follow up with our Primary Care Dr. on Monday. Well now that was going to be a challenge as our Primary Care Drs are in Tennessee! Oh the life of a Nomad does have a few challenges now doesn’t it?!!!

The accident was on a Saturday so we had to wait for accident report from police department which would not be ready until Monday the day we were leaving the area of course! So lots of rest on Sunday for us!

My Hero got up bright and early to get the report and start dealing with insurance. We are ever so grateful that the gentleman who hit us has insurance and we will be taken care of and the bike will get fixed! It is hard for people to understand our Nomadic lifestyle, but his insurance company told us we can get the repairs and medical attention done where ever we want. 

So we continue on our trek to the east taking it slow and steady. When we get to a “home base” for an extended time we will have the repairs done. We are thankful we are not hurt any worse than we are and plan to get evaluated soon.

We are thankful for so many things in life, especially to our Guardian Angel for our constant protection on our journey.

Without challenges there would be no victories, without rain there would be no rainbows and without lemons no lemonade! We are toasting everyone with a large cold ( thanks to our refrigerator) glass lemonade as we continue putting joy into our journey💖


Time Flies!

When we are waiting  for anything time seems to simply drag on. It doesn’t matter what it is, a line at the gas station, a returned call from tech support for the Mobile Condo or the arrival of a very special guest! Why then once the special guest arrives the next seven days flies by in a blink of an eye?  It is at these times I wish time stood still!  

 We picked up our “Glorious Hitchhiker” and the clock started running in triple time. We had her for seven days. We had lots of places we wanted to see and several hundreds of miles to cover in order to fit it in. 

We made home Eugene, OR while waiting for our Glorious Hitchhiker to join us from San Francisco to begin our 7 day journey. While we were awaiting our guest we stayed in a quaint county campground. There were various types of campers making the park home. As we sat waiting we were entertained with seeing how creative people are 

   I guess our Circus train doesn’t look as odd as I thought it did!
When we lived in a “sticks and bricks” home we lived in university towns. Eugene is the home of University of Oregon. The campus and downtown is beautiful. 

   They are as proud of their Ducks as we are of our beloved Jayhawks in Lawrence, KS. There is a real sense of community through the city.

As soon as we picked up our guest the clock started running so off we went. Next stop Crater Lake! We traversed through Willamette National Forest and Deschutes National Forest up and over the Huckleberry Mountain. We broke through the forest to come upon a high desert  

 We were welcomed into Crater National Park by a Ranger. Nothing was said about how long our circus train was so we were confident we could maneuver around. The atlas showed a relatively easy drive along the rim of the lake to get to the other side of the park where our campground was. The ten mile ride was made up of winding roads, going around sharp corners with shear drop off, no shoulders, crumbling asphalt and no guardrails!  It was as though riding a roller coaster for hours in that ten mile ride.We made it safe and sound…WHEW! The best thing was we could exit the park right where our campground was… Thank you God! Something’s are better not repeating and driving the circus train through the park is one of them for sure!

My handsome chauffeur and the hitchhiker hopped on the Harley to go back through the park to see things at a relaxed pace.  

 We have had the privilege of seeing many beautiful bodies of water in our travels over the many years, but Crater Lake’s BLUE water is a color we have not seen before. The clarity is amazing. It is BREATHTAKING! Again, pictures don’t do it justice like seeing it live and in person!

Crater Lake is a caldera lake which means it was formed by the eruption of a volcano. It was formed around 7,700 (± 150) years ago by the collapse of the volcano Mount Mazama.  The lake partly fills a nearly 2,148-foot deep caldera .There are no rivers flowing into or out of the lake; the evaporation is compensated for by rain and snowfall at a rate such that the total amount of water is replaced every 250 years. The lake measures 5 by 6 miles in area. At 1,943 feet deep the lake is the deepest in the United States, and the seventh or ninth deepest in the world, depending on whether average or maximum depth is measured.

The riders were greeted by one of the resident Chipmunks.  He was looking for snacks and appears to have been successful! 

 If looking at the lake wasn’t cool enough the riders got a HUGE surprise and chuckle when they spotted …… 

 In my wildest dreams I never thought the Weiner Mobie would be in the park. I wonder how they enjoyed the ride through. I can only imagine what it would have been like careening one of the corners to come face to face to that huge Weiner! 

Our campsite was nestle amongst large beautiful Pines. We had lots of entertainment from the resident Chipmunks. 

 The furry friends would let the Hitchhiker get just close enough then scoot away. It brought back memories of when she was 10 and how she would try to sneak up on them while camping in Yellowstone. I have to say she was far luckier this time. I think other campers have been giving them nibbles of treats in the past so they were not in least afraid of humans.

The riders took advantage of a hike on Annie Creek Canyon trail. One of the Glorious Hitchhiker’s goals on this journey was to take a dip in a river. She dipped her hands on the 38 degree creek and decided against it….BRrrrrr


Of course no one gets cell service. It’s been awhile since I have seen or used one of these. 

 It was a wee bit unsettling not having a connection to the world. It proved to me how important it is to me. You should have seen us all once we did get service….it was like going to an all you can eat buffet after starving for 3 days!

I previously spoke about how incredibly dry it has been out here in the northwest. It is wild fire season and scary. On our ride through the park we came upon what at first thought were low clouds. We came around the bend and realized it was smoke.  

   A big fire in the distance with little ones sprouting up here and there. The Rangers and Firefighters have their work cut out for them. They did a great job communicating what was going on to the guests and hikers in the park.
  As we left the park heading south on 101 the smoke was so heavy it was hard to see at times. 

 We saw so many fire trucks heading north.  

 We also came upon a MASSIVE tent city that was “home” for hundreds of firefighters. There were closed highways  

 Thankfully we did not have to take a detour as  our route was open. We know now that as we head east on our journey to leave California we are not only looking at highways that the Circus Train can maneuver and  the weather conditions. We also need to check wildfire statuses and road closures.

Our journey down the 101 through the Redwoods was so pretty and curvy as well. 


 The size of these graceful giants is  incredible. There  were spots where they actually had to carve out some of the trees as they were encroaching on the highway and vehicles would hit them.

We made it to our next campsite along the Klamath River. We took a ride to see the action at the mouth of the Klamath as it dumped into the Pacific. It is Salmon season so LOTS of fisherman in the area. The seals were also excited and were competing with the humans for the delicious fish. Their barks were so much fun to hear.



After the bombing of Pearl Harbor during WWII the possibility of attack on our U.S. Mainland became real. To guard against this the U.S. Army built farm buildings along the coast we were at that from air or sea appeared to be a farm, but actually housed generators and 2 fifty caliber anti aircraft machine guns. The buildings are still there. Thankfully they were not needed!

Off to see the Mystery of the Trees, but first a stop to drive through a Redwood.  

   We made it! Next stop Paul Bunyun and Babe the Blue Ox’s place. 
 Here we were able to hike trails through the massive Redwoods. INCREDIBLE 

 Again, the pictures don’t do it justice. We also rode in an enclosed gondola through the Redwoods to an observation deck over the forest.  

   Our Glorious Hitchhiker was less than enthused with the ride. Poor girl! 
 The view from the top was spectacular! 

Back on the ground we finished our journey through the park looking at carving done by an artist with only the use of a chain saw.  

   Up and early the next day to motor further south as we needed to get our guest back to San Francisco. We traveled the 101 the scenery was beautiful yet smoke filled the air as there was a north wind pushing the smoke along with us.
Our Hitchhiker still wanted to get into a river. We pulled over for lunch on the side of the 101. Off she headed into a river along the side of the 101 some where between Eureka and Ukiah, CA. Goal accomplished  

The further south we headed the heat became unbearable! We decided to make Ukiah, CA home for the night. The heat was stifling and the air was filled with smoke. 

 We were awakened bright and early by my handsome chauffeur as he had discovered that our refrigerator/freezer had quit working over night. NOT the way we wanted to start our day! Thankfully we were only 2 hours from our next destination and close to resources to help us with our dilemma. 

We spent our last night together enjoying a DELICIOUS dinner at the restaurant our Hitchhiker serves. As a child she was a VERY PICKY eater. She has grown in so many ways…especially in her palate. Our roles were reversed when she insisted we try anchovies. I have to admit I did it reluctantly. She used my own words on me. The very ones I coaxed her with when she was a tyke “try it before you say you don’t like it”. 


Guess what…. I liked them! 

Our visit came to an end too soon!! Our Beautiful Hitchhiker introduced us to many of her amazing friends as we enjoyed our dinner. San Francisco is her home now. She is in her element and so very happy that only brings us joy!!
It is said that you give your child roots and wings. Roots are about having a sense of what home is. Home not as in the bricks and mortar (or a Mobile Condo) necessarily although this does help, but home as the unconditional love and support that home gives. It is the understanding of family and of values. A shelter from the storm, a place inside that is always home. My understanding of roots is also about having a sense of place in the world.

To give our children wings means to truly give them the freedom to fly the nest. To trust and love them completely. To give them our blessings to choose the path they will walk. To give them wings without conditions. This is a gift from us to them. 

I am happy to say we gave our kids their roots and their wings. We couldn’t  be prouder of the people they have become. 

 So the wait begins …. I can hardly wait until we will be together again whenever it shall be or WHEREVER!

 I sure hope the time flies as fast as it did when we were together! We are so blessed!

Coburg,Oregon the birthplace of the Mobile Condo

My handsome chauffeur is the captain of doing things efficiently. It does not matter what he does. When we lived in Kansas on Saturday he would do what our family called the “Efficiency Run”. He would have lots of errands that require any where between 2-15 stops depending on what he needed done or what kind of deals were to be had . He always appreciated company to do this. He would make deals with the kids that often included a stop at their favorite doughnut shop or out to lunch if they would tag along with him. I dislike shopping and running errands with a passion. He was more likely to get one of the kids to join him before I would go. As they got older they got busier with their own obligations and the request for companionship on the Efficency Run fell on my shoulders. My handsome chauffer KNEW  how much I detest shopping. I DO NOT browse. I go in, get what I need and OUT. He on the other hand enjoys the quest for a deal and loves analyzing things to the nth degree to make sure he gets the value he needs. When the request for me to join him on his Saturday excursion he would often “conveniently” leave out ALL the stops he was going to make because if he DID tell me what his WHOLE plan was I would with out a doubt tell him I would not be joining him. He is a sly one that guy!

When we became owners of the Mobile Condo we were huge novices. As I previously wrote, my Handsome Chauffer aka McGuyver LOVES to know how things work. He was in communication OFTEN via phone with the manufacturer of our coach. He and “Frank” got well aquainted through multiple phone conversations through this past year trying to trouble shoot “bumps” in the road we hit. Frank is located in Coburg, Oregon the “birth place” of our new home. When we planned to go to visit the northwest my Captain of Efficiency planned a trip to Coberg to meet Frank in person and thank him for all his help through out this past year. It also just so happened to be time for the Mobile Condo’s annual check up and oil change and there is a Cummins Coach Care just down the road from Frank. Talk about efficient Eh?

A month out we scheduled our service date and planned our trip accordingly. From previous experiences we have had with any and all of our vehicles I asked my Captain of Efficiency to pad the time with an extra day “just in case” something else came up on the inspection and we needed to have parts ordered. Always the optimist, my Captain did not think we would need it, but honored my request.  We arrived on Wednesday, service to be done on Thursday with Friday an extra day if we needed it. 

We arrived at Cummings and set up camp for the night as we had a 7:45 a.m. appointment. We got up bright and early to turn over our home to the hands of the professionals. We gave them a punch list of a few items that we wanted them to check out “while they were at it” …..again being efficient is our name. They were more than happy to oblige. The wait began…..about every half hour or so Drew (aka Dreaded Dr. Doom) would come into the waiting room we set up camp in for the day and gave us the update on the work progress AND the changes in the estimate that he gave us 30 minutes ago. The price did NOT go down each time he came in either!

This brought back memories! Six months ago we were awaiting the arrival of our first grandchild. Such an exciting time. The little blessing was so warm and cozy he decided to wait about 2 weeks past his due date. When we got the call that his precious Mommy would be induced on Thursday, February 12th we were excited beyond belief that our wait was over. We hit the road bright and early to drive up from Florida to Nashville hopefully in time for the delivery. As luck would have it, we arrived and he had not yet. We got there in time to go to the airport and pick up his grandma who was flying in from Wichita, KS. The little blessing was just waiting for ALL of us to arrive before he made his entrance. Maybe he has inherited his Pop’s efficiency gene ?

Just like adding a day to our repair visit….our little blessing decided to wait an extra day too! On February 13, 2015  our hearts exploded with JOY unimaginable when we finally got to meet Crawford Scott Berthold!

Time does fly when your having fun. We can hardly get over all the changes he has gone through and how fast time is flying by. 

We are so thankful that we live in a time where we can talk daily to all of our kids and Facetime. I don’t think we would have made it out of Spring Hill, TN  without these tools. With that said we are looking forward to seeing him (and his parents😉) really soon. Nothing like hugs and kisses live and in person!

The wait continues in our new waiting room.  

 They have addressed all of our concerns and MORE than we knew going into this checkup. We get to spend another day camping in the parking lot of the Cummins dealer as Dr. Doom had to source a part out of Portland and have it shipped over night. Good thing we planned an extras day Eh?

As long as all goes well, we will move to our new campground tomorrow.  I have been given the professional information that we will be BETTER than new! Thank you God and all the angels that kept us safe while getting here! 

Captain Efficiency booked our campground in Eugene, OR. GUESS WHAT ITS ONLY 2.8 miles away! Woo hoo…. that drive I will not mind in the least. On top of that we are going on a SPECIAL Efficiency Run to the Eugene airport on Monday to pick up a very special person in our lives.

YIPPIE!!!!! Our beautiful daughter will be joining us on our journey for the next week. Now this type of Efficiency Run I am HAPPY to go on!

The Search Is On

It seems that we are always in search of something, be it our keys, sunglasses, phones,        cool places to stay and cool things to do while there. Every day we are on the search for something. Lucky us, we usually do find what we are searching for either by aiding each other in the search or with the help of folks people that God puts in our path.

It seems so long ago when we were staying at Whidbey Island, WA. In reality it has only been a month. At the time we had decided we would be checking out Oregon specifically the center of the state, Bend and Eugene. While walking around our campground at Whidbey we struck up a conversation with folks who had Oregon license plates. The folks were from Eugene, OR and gave us recommendations to where we should make our home while visiting Eugene. They told us while Bend, OR has some cool things we should really consider spending time along the coast. Decisions decisions…. the coast won!

I did get sample of Bend,OR though in the liquid form 

 I dearly love Craft beer and this is my new favorite from Deschutes Brewery located in Bend, OR. At least I got a “taste” of Bend!

Guess what….we are not the ONLY people who want to camp along the Oregon coast. Us and probably a KA-billion others! The ENTIRE coast is lined with State parks. We started calling in search of a place and kept hearing “Sorry we’re FULL”. We began to feel like Mary  and Joseph sans me not on the brink of delivering a baby! FINALLY we were able to secure a spot.

On our drive down the coast it was EASY to see why it is so popular. It’s GORGEOUS 

 So off we go traveling down the coast on US Hwy 101. The “Circus Train” bobbing and weaving the curves of the two lane roadway. My handsome chauffeur at the helm navigating us safely. 

 The roadway is PACKED with RVs of all shape and size, cars and BICYCLISTS😁! The road is barely wide enough for vehicles to pass each other. At times there is a bicycle lane which in my opinion is a paved shoulder. Then suddenly no more “shoulder” so the biker is riding literally on the white lane marking.

 Above is a picture of us entering a very dark tunnel with the sign warning us that bikers may be present! YIKES! We made it through fine, but all of a sudden it was us, a bicyclist on our right with a RV coming towards us. No where for us to go. My calm cool chauffeur lays on our fog horn to alert the bicyclists we are coming. I suck in ALL the oxygen in our vehicle and can imagine in my minds eye that we are only 6 feet wide instead of 8 1/2 feet wide! We pass both the other RV coming our way and the bicyclist lived! I exhaled and returned all the oxygen back into the coach! Whew that was close! 

We arrived safely at our new home for the week…. Newport Marina in Newport, OR where you can park your yacht or “land yacht”

    My Handsome CAPTAIN was in his glory. I as his First Mate, found the accommodations and scenery exactly what we were looking for! The night sounds were no longer helicopters practicing maneuvers. Instead, we got to listen to the repeat blast of the fog horn on the ocean competing with the barks of the resident Sea Lions. The best part was the cool sea air and no need for air conditioning. We actually had to dig our small space heater out to warm us up. We felt as though we were living in the “Twilight Zone” because when we watched TV we were getting our broadcasts from Portland (only 136 miles away) that were reporting record high temps of 90-100 degrees for the 7 days we were in New Port and here we were using a heater? 

Due to the extreme heat in the “valley” the wind off of the ocean was a FIERCE WIND that started everyday at noon and lasted until 7 at night. I am talking WIND! We lived in Kansas for 19 years and “thought” we knew windy, but not ANYTHING like we experienced here! WOW!

We were in search of the whales and seals that are residents in the area. In the search we often came up empty without sightings of them, but not empty of gorgeous scenery. 

   Our search for whales and seals took us to the Yaquina Head which is a narrow, coastal piece of land that extends off the coast line. It was formed by ancient lava flows and extends out into the ocean 1 mile. There is a beautiful lIghthouse there that had been lit since August 1873 
We didn’t see whales, but did see a Momma Seal and her pup taking a break on the rocks 

 There are AMAZING tides pool there too. We ventured out to the area in low tide and got to see lots if creatures that call the Tide Pools home 

  Check out the blue Bat Star fish on top of the other Star Fish WOW!  
SO colorful and beautiful!

We took a ride on the Harley to explore the coast and a visit to Siuslaw National Forest. We were all bundled up in our leather coats due to how cold it was where we began our journey. Much to our surprise only 7 miles inland we were shedding our coverings as the temperature was no less than 20 degrees warmer! CrAzY!!

Of course living on or near to the ocean the major industry is the fishing industry.  

 Commercial fishing boats were EVERYWHERE as well as tons of Crab Pots as it is Dungeness Crab season. You can buy Tuna for about $2.50/lb. Unfortunately, we couldn’t take advantage of this “deal” as you must purchase the whole Tuna and the Mobile Condo’s freezer just cannot accommodate that much fish especially since we Flatlanders enjoy beef, chicken and pork too! We did enjoy some of the local fare though…delicious chowder and fish sandwiches for lunch.

Tons of logging trucks everywhere servicing the wood mills dotting the countryside. 

We saw groomed Christmas trees farms with acres upon acres of Christmas trees that will be making someone’s  home festive in December. 

We saw orchards of Filbert nut aka Hazelnut. I wondered why they called Hazelnuts Fiberts. 

Here is a bit of “Cocktail Trivia” …According to Wikipedia, the  most widely believed story explaining this second name is steeped in religion. The feast day of St. Philbert, a French saint, falls on August 20th. That also happens to be peak harvest time for hazelnuts, which traditionally mature in late August. So people started applying the saint’s name to the nuts that were in season on his feast day.

Oregon grows 98% of Hazelnuts produced in the USA. I am thankful to Oregon not only for delicious beer, but also for Hazelnuts as they flavor my Lattes  AND NUTELLA!

We made one last search for whales as we rode along the coast on the 101 heading south  

 Low and behold we saw one off of Seal Rock Beach. SUCCESSFUL journey. It is  just too bad that he was too camera shy for me to capture. Trust me we DID see him … Or at least his spout as he came to the surface. SOOooo cool!

Fall is in the air. As we made our way inland we noticed the Aspens and Maple trees are starting to change color. It is almost time for us to head further south and east. We are still SEARCHING…..for adventures, joy in our journey and 70 degree weather!😉