Friday, August 24, 2018

Winding Up Our 2018 Spokane Visit

Our three weeks in Spokane, that turned out actually to be two weeks, came and went before I knew it, and before I could get in enough time with everyone. Somehow, that's how it usually goes. But the time we had was sweet.

My granddaughter, Leah, got most of my attention this time. She came to stay with us for a few days the first and last week of our visit. We swam in the pool, put together puzzles in the family activity center, and watched movies (Harry Potter...again). We also practiced our crocheting. Leah has taken a surprising interest in learning to crochet. She can do a beautiful chain so far. If you're reading this, Leah, keep practicing. You'll figure out single crochets in time-- don't give up!

Somebody else brought out our
food, so I handed my plate to Liz
and made her hold it while I took
her picture. Ha!
Savannah slept over one night and got in some jigsaw puzzle action, but her little sixteen-year-old life is busy these days, and her pre-existing plans got in the way of staying with us any longer than that. She's sort of interested in crocheting, too, but when you're sixteen, too many other things push out such homely activities as crochet. I wouldn't be surprised, though, if she picks it up as an adult and turns out some beautiful work. Anyway, she and Haylee stopped by for a little while on our last evening and at least we got to hang out a couple hours.

Liz finally got a day off of work last Tuesday, so we planned a get-together for that day. Liz is working her little buns off serving up food to strangers at the Outback restaurant in Spokane Valley. Mark and I decided to critique her work by going to dinner there on our last week. We have determined that she is an excellent server. If you ever have an opportunity to eat there, ask to be seated in Liz's section. And then leave her a nice big tip!


Everyone but Haylee (she had to work) came out to our campsite for our Tuesday cookout, and Chris (Liz's beau) cooked steak and chicken on a charcoal grill the size of my frying pan. We ate in shifts. It was delicious! The only down side was the yellow jacket problem. However, Mark was standing by with his bee catcher...
Mark & his bee catcher.
He actually caught four of them.


Haircut at House of Pop, Spokane
While I was there, I also took advantage of Haylee, the hairstylist. I was able to book into her very busy schedule at House of Pop for a much needed haircut-- the first since making the decision to grow it out. She did a lovely job. I'd been having trouble deciding on bangs or no-bangs. Haylee settled this question for me with her professional opinion.
As ever, I am sad to leave my Spokane kiddos (and grand-kiddos). But we're off to California now.





Stuck in the vineyard


Our next stop was an overnight dry camp at a Harvest Host winery in Yakima - Wilridge Vineyards. This little misadventure has more or less sealed our decision to drop Harvest Hosts as a camping alternative. In every case so far, we've found the roads in and out, as well as parking once we're there, to be difficult. This one was no exception. When we arrived, the staff recommended we drive through the vineyard to a spot "with a view." We probably misunderstood how far up the dirt road to drive and where to turn, but we ended up in the middle of the vineyard, caught in an impossible spot. The only way to get out of it was to disconnect the car and trailer, and back the coach up to the previous intersection. In the end, we parked in the parking lot, which was surprisingly level, bought a flight of wine each and took them out on their beautiful grassy lawn. Afterward, we headed back to our air-conditioned house for leftover pot roast and a movie.
Enjoying a flight of wine on the lawn.

The west coast fires have turned the air into a smoky fog as far out as Spokane. Yakima was the worst we've seen so far. The air was so dense, the sun looked like a harvest moon the morning we left. Our drive through the Cascades was disappointing, since we couldn't see any real scenery through the smoke. There was actually an active fire fairly near Highway 12, the route we took, and fire crews had set up a command center at White Pass, where there were facilities like a store and gas station,etc. The area on both sides of the road were dotted with pup tents that firefighters used for sleeping. The news is reporting a lot on the California fires, but there are hundreds of fires burning up and down the west coast, from California all the way up to Canada.

Pray for rain.


Our next stop was Chehalis, Washington, where we are now. I'll share our time here in my next post.

Stay tuned.


More pictures ...

Liz & Chris

Josh & Nicole

Leah & Savannah

Before my haircut

Morning sun through the smoke at Yakima winery

Going through the Cascades on Hwy 12

Smoke in the Cascades



Thursday, August 9, 2018

A Week Here And A Week There

Yes, I'm still alive. We've been chillin' in Spokane these past two weeks.

It always dregs up memories driving through Idaho and Washington. Three of my four children were born in Coeur d'Alene, Idaho, and I lived there, in Post Falls, and in Spokane for many years before moving to California in 1981.

But...I digress.

Our first week was in an RPI park, right off I-90, north of Cheney, Washington, called Ponderosa Falls RV Campground. It's not a bad place, and we'll be returning for another week on Saturday. It's fairly close to the kids, who live practically downtown Spokane on the west side of the city-- a fifteen minute drive. But I'm a little bummed we couldn't stay in the same park for our full three week stay.

It's difficult to find an affordable park in this area, for some reason I haven't figured out yet. I just priced out a KOA park east of the city, and their summer rate is about $85 a night! Who can afford that?! We could get a motel room for less money. The thing is, with the RPI network, we can only stay one week at the reduced rate for which we pay an annual fee to enjoy, and then we have to go somewhere else for a week before we can return for another week at the reduced rate. The closest Thousand Trails park is in Newport, Washington, about an hour's drive northeast of Spokane. And that's were we are this week, with the bees, doing more or less nothing.

Missing a piece
It was good to see Liz and Josh and their families again. We stopped by their respective houses for a short visit the Sunday after we arrived. Then I came down sick with a cold. Ick! We had made arrangements for Leah to come stay with us a couple days on Wednesday & Thursday, and I was expecting that plan to fall through because of my sudden illness, but Leah is a trouper. She came anyway. And as far as I know, she didn't catch my germs, thankfully. We had a lovely time. We checked out the family activity room, tried a little ping-pong (which immediately turned into a game of chase-the-ping-pong-ball-around-the-activity-room), a little table hockey, and some Foosball (which neither of us could get the hang of). In the end, we pulled out a jigsaw puzzle and spent some time putting it together. Of course we also made use of the swimming pool. It was smallish and somewhat less than pristine, but the water was cool and we had the pool to ourselves most of the time. We have a date for another sleepover next week when we're back in Cheney. Savannah will join us too.

The view out your window
Here in Newport, we're at the Little Diamond "Resort," which is a split park-- part of it is KOA, and part is Thousand Trails. Amenities are shared. The pool is much too small. Power is 30 amp only, and there is no sewer at any of the sites. (I'm such a complainer!) But, it didn't cost us anything except the price of a visit from a "honeywagon," which came on Tuesday and emptied our tanks for us. It was worth it not to have to pull up jacks and go dump.

To top things off, there is a yellow jacket problem in the area. It seems that the dryer than usual winter has led to the worst bee infestation in fifteen years. Fortunately, although they are everywhere, they don't seem to be aggressive. Nobody's been stung. Yet. And we've managed to keep them out of the house.

The days have been pretty warm, but the nights are in the upper 50s to low 60s, making very comfortable sleeping weather. It cools off pretty quickly once the sun goes down, and then we open up the windows and enjoy the night air.

There's not too much to do here, but we took a drive into Newport and visited their local museum - Pend Oreille Historical Museum, a quaint but interesting establishment. Many of the items on display were things I remember seeing in my parents' or grandparents' homes as a child. Now they're in museums. (Does that make me old?)

On Saturday, we return to Cheney for our last week in Spokane, and we'll get as much visiting in as we can before we head west. Two weeks just isn't enough time when you see family only once a year. I'll just have to factor that into next year's plan. Maybe we can get a monthly rate somewhere. Yeah...I'll make a note of it.