It's 1800 hrs. and I m sitting here in my old, black, well-used camp chair, feet up on an a decaying log guardrail... peering through a copse (not sure what that is, but it sounds good :-) of ancient and new trees standing on a disheveled (another big word :-) bank of undergrowth.
Oops, a little chipmunk just ran across my foot log, jumped over my feet and kept on going... True story!!
Oops, a little chipmunk just ran across my foot log, jumped over my feet and kept on going... True story!!
Six or eight "good old boys" fishermen are cleaning their catches of Chinook salmon at the fish station across from our campsite and I can hear the crash and tinkle of their beer cans and bottles as they are dropped into collection bags.
Anyway, we've had a rather long day...having started with finding a replacement GAM antenna to purchase and ended with us trying several camp sites looking for a site to settle in for the night... with no luck. Finally, the Park host at the last campground, told us about "The Fishery" a rough-hewn fisherman camp, carved out of the shore-side forest... rough, but just down the road. We took a chance and here we are, tucked into Tent site #2. Yup, Lucy and Rikki just backed right into this little tent site and here we are dry camping on the shores of the Columbia River just a short drive away from the Cascade Locks. All this for only $15 :-)
Oh... There goes the 1900 train (right behind us and 15 minutes early).
A friend of ours reminded us this is likely our last drive through before we start flying to the boat...and she's right. She said to be sure to see the things we want to see while we're on this journey.. and we think she's right about that too. Given those words of wisdom, and considering Kath has always wanted to see the Cascade Locks, we have decided to start our day tomorrow with a visit to the locks. We'll then press on to the Grande Hot Springs RV Resort (in La Grande) all going well.
For now, know we are well, resting, enjoying our fishermen's retreat and looking forward to a good sleep in between train whistles (there's one on each side of the river :-)
Buenos noches me amigos y amigas... CJ
