There were two stops that we took on the way to Sonoma California, one was in Lincoln City Oregon. We stayed right next to a river that was fully stocked....with fisherman. The campground was a bit soggy, being so close to a river and all, but the hosts were so nice and the area was beautiful! The town was really sweet, a sleepy tourist town with excellent beach views. It was a beautiful morning and there were happy families walking along the beach, dogs chasing the waves and seabirds racing around trying to find a snack. We could have watched the happy scene for hours, in fact I think we did.
On our way back we randomly found a great BBQ place that just happened to have a big ol' grease bin sitting smack dab in the sun just waiting for us. Josh got the o.k. from the manager and we got a few gallons of nice clean grease before we had to hurry back to the campground. We were late getting back and when we went to apologize to the host she told us she certainly didn't mind and that she wished we could stay longer.
The second stop we took was in Crescent City California. When we got to the campground we found a sweet spot nestled in amongst the sequoias. We thought we were in for a peaceful, relaxing two days. The trouble started when we went to pay for our spot. The woman who owned The Village Camper Inn was not the sweetest person I have ever met. She lectured us on how bad for her business our Passport America discount was. Josh asked politely why she bothered to offer it at all, suffice to say she has some issues to work out with her mother.
We had a bunch of errands to do, fill up with grease, do a Home Depot run to buy a part to fix our shower etc. We found a place to fill up on grease pretty easily that was where our luck ran out. The grease was too cold to pump, when we tried to wrap the hose around the outside of the pump to help warm it up the hose ripped where it connected to the pump. Cursing under our breath we headed to the local auto parts store and bought a length of black rubber hose that would wrap more easily. We headed back to the campground to reconnect the hoses and then back to the grease bin for round two. When trying again we realized that the pump was just not up to it in the cold shade. We left completely exasperated and completely crabby.
By this time we were starving and I (oddly enough) wanted pizza, luckily we found a surprisingly good pizza shop and chowed down. Afterwards we headed home and set our alarm early, we knew that wine country was on our horizon and we were ready for it!
If I were to travel that same route down 101 South again I would be sure to stop for the afternoon in Lincoln City OR to walk along the beach and marvel at the ocean vistas, and be sure to skip Crescent City California all together (even though the pizza was good)!
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Ok - someone had to say it - you sure she didn't have stuff to work out with her father????????
love, mom
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