Just to Let You Know

I did not get several posts scheduled like I had planned before we left the Deming area.

The generator finally arrived on June 28th, but by that time I had a touch of heat exhaustion, and it was all I could do to get packed up, get the genny and get to Las Cruces to get another sim card for my Mobely.

While waiting in traffic in Las Cruces I witnessed the take down of two gals, ordered out of their big SUV and ordered onto the ground—-oh that hot pavement!—-while several more unmarked vehicles pulled up, officers jumping out with guns drawn. Good thing I was going to ATT and not Verizon (this all went down in Verizon’s parking lot) or I would have been right in the thick of things. Too close as it was!!

Anywho, once I left ATT with Mobely again ready to provide internet service Two Dogs and I headed north to Leasburg Dam State Park. No ATT cell tower there. Okay, next morning we move north to Percha Dam State Park. Same thing here.

So this leaves us with fingers crossed that the next big town, Truth or Consequences, will have a tower, or a library with shady parking. We still have ice so we are staying put until we have to go get some. The humidity is lessening and we have some nice shade to recover in. We need this respite.

We leave you with these photos, taken with my phone. Fries in a hole at the dog park in Deming. He had got bitten by a bug or bee or stepped on something and came limping over to where I was seated. He would not allow me to even touch his paw, but he found this hole behind the bench, made it his own and stayed in it until he felt better.

When we got back to the van Charlie, worn completely out, took a nap and commenting on the weather!

Thank you for your understanding in our current situation. We’ll be caught up soon. And I’ll just warn you, we revisited two of the parks and drove to a new one before we got the call that the generator had arrived, but they are great parks and there is new stuff to see!

Hugs, Shawna and The Chiweenie Brothers

The Polar Vortex and a Super Snow Moon

February 19, 2019 I just happen step outside MissAdventure in the early morning hours before dawn and see the Super Snow Moon falling slowly behind the mountains to the west. I am thrilled to have awoken to this as my shots of the super moon rising did not turn out well.


The temps have been dropping as the weather people around the nation herald the coming of a Polar Vortex. Little did any of us realize just how bad it was going to get. By February 22 Flagstaff was reporting 40” of snow; a one day record since records have been kept. Kingman had 18”, the road into Payson was closed due to the snow. Snowflake AZ saw snowflakes, Benson saw snowflakes as did Nogales on the US-Mexican border.
Mammoth Lakes on 395 in California received over 22 feet. Going to have to take that camp off our list for summer! They may never get anything but the roads cleared there this year!

Oregon had record snowfalls as did Washington. The places in the nation that always get snow, got more than they bargained for. It’s a crazy winter for sure! Bet YOUR area saw some interesting weather, too!

The Chiweenie Brothers and I spend most of our days inside. It’s too cold and/or windy to be comfortable outside for very long so only the necessary walks are taken. Poor guys are a bit bored.


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On one walk I gaze off into the distance and the Kofa Mountains look a little strange. What the heck? Oh I see what it is. The Kofas are wearing white!! It stays for a few days, too. Seems like Q, Yuma, and perhaps Ajo are the only places that didn’t get snow. I tell ya, Quartzsite is the best place to be in the winter, even though locals say this winter has been the coldest they’ve seen. So much for global WARMING …
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Storms, whether rolling in or on the wane usually leave some beauty behind.

DSC_0008MissAdventure with Pink CloudsThanks for stopping by 2Dogs! Hugs, Shawna and The Boys.

CURRENT READ:  Still working on Mary, Queen of Scots 

The Desert Turns Green

Quartzsite, Arizona, our winter refuge, is cool with lots of moisture; it is turning green.  Lush, spring grasses and plants put on a show that is beautiful in its simplicity.  One would not even notice if you hadn’t spent several winters here, or at least experienced a few of the winter months at some point.  Usually the greening of the desert is so brief it’s hard to imagine it even happens.  This year it happens.

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The spring flowers put on a colorful show and all of it with the “purple mountain majesty and the brilliant blue sky depending on the hour, is breathtaking.

The middle of February brings unusual cold, even frosty temps, lots of cold wind and some rain.  Many hours spent inside reading, planning, writing.

The boys need a little walk a couple of times a day and I bundle up and take them out.  It’s cold enough that my little Fries doesn’t mind at all when we head back to the van.

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They play, nap in the sun if it has made an appearance, and just generally go with flow.  On Occasion there’s a row, but for the most part they get along splendidly.

Thanks for stopping by 2DogsTravel! Hugs, Shawna

CURRENT READ:  Mary, Queen of Scots

 

Ashland Dog Park

We are so close to being back in California, but the boys need some off-leash time, and I look for a dog park. Ashland has one and once we have the morning chores accomplished: Potty walk for the boys, coffee made for me,  breakfast for The Chiweenie Brothers, MissAdventure tidied and things in place for travel, we head out.  The park is just up the road. It’s an interesting roundabout way to get to it, but we finally arrive.  The boys have a ball.

 

 

After the boys have a good long romp in this park, we head south stopping once at another rest area inside California for a short break before heading on.

After a couple hours drive we are here—Hello Redding!—Negotiating traffic and eagerly looking forward to seeing everyone,  I pull MissAdventure into my sister’s driveway and head to her door. So good to see her!

My brother-n-law is not the man I have known my whole life. In the year I have been gone dementia has set it. He doesn’t know who I am. He doesn’t know who his kids are. To him we are “That Girl” or “That Guy”. Heartbreaking. My sister has her own health problems, but no dementia thank God.

Home base is under a nice shade tree in Sis’s side yard, and I will make small journeys in the area to see my sons, grandchildren, and friends, and try to remember the layout of town! How sweet it is.

And this is where I leave you for a few weeks, taking a break from blogging as the boys and I enjoy our time here reconnecting with family and friends.

THANK YOU for coming along on our travels, and we will “see” you sometime in November when we head to our wintering grounds in Arizona.

Hugs, Shawna, Fries, and Charlie B

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The Redwoods!

We’re up early on September 27 and begin our journey inland.  It’s a beautiful sunny day and after picking up a coffee at McD’s  we take 199 heading east into Jedediah Smith State Park. 

DSC_0049It’s shady and cool here. We park and take a lovely mile long loop on one of the walking trails. I’ve seen the redwoods many times in several different places along the California coast, but I never get tired of being amongst these giants.

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The Chiweenie Brothers explore the lush green ferns and other delights along the path and we stop so they can check out the cavity in one of the trees.

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Once our walk is done we head out on Hwy 199 and back into Oregon.   I am like a horse headed to the barn;  we’re back on the road.

This highway is a narrow two-lane curvy mountain road, but at least it has guardrails.  We eventually gain better highway and level road. We make a quick stop at a potential campground for the future–of which I cannot remember the name–and Charlie, spying movement near the rest rooms, goes into lizard hunting mode.

Load up boys. We need to keep moving.

What was to be a quick stop in Grants Pass for fuel turns into a test in patience.  Fred Meyers has the cheapest fuel in town and I definitely want to fill up before I get into Cali.  Ol’ Murphy is at it again and not only is there is HUGE line of fellow travelers waiting to fuel up, the pump I eventually get to park beside has something wrong with it.  Ten minutes in line waiting, then we get the pump that is only trickling in fuel.  Another 25 minutes waiting for the tank to fill and we are finally back on the road.

It’s freeway time folks, and we sail along I-5 to Ashland where we spend some time in a rest area that won’t allow an overnight.  I am weary, it’s been a long day and the heat and smoke inland has me needing to stop for a while.  I find some shade and we rest a bit.

I realize the day is waning and I need to make a decision.  There is parking for trucks on top of Siskiyou Mountain so if nothing is found between here and there that’s where we will stay. Fortunately the very next rest area allows overnights so we shut her down there and will head on in the morning.  It will be nice to get out of the smoke!  I don’t know how those in the valley around Redding dealt with smoke from the Carr Fire for over TWO MONTHS.  It was said that being out in it was like smoking a pack and half of cigarettes a day!  Not sure where the smoke here is coming from, but it isn’t nearly as bad as it could be, but it still makes my head and sinuses hurt. Goodnight! Hugs, Shawna

 

 


 

Arizona Beach and Arch Rock

September 26 we get an early start. Edson Creek has been a good campground for us, but it’s good to be on the road again.  We gain Highway 101, and as I point the van’s nose south it occurs to me that Freedom, while still a good name and good description for what this vehicle has meant to me, it doesn’t quite fit any longer. We’ve been on the road for over a year now, and that is definitely freedom. We’ve seen so much and I feel so blessed to have had this opportunity, these adventures. Adventures . . .   Some were misadventures, but thankfully not many. 

I have it! MissAdventure. I ponder this as we head south, and the more I think about it, the more I like it; it just seems to cover it all.  I mentally christen the green machine with her new name, and I am pleased with this small change. Driving is conducive to deep thoughts.  LOL.

I see a sign for Arizona Beach and am intrigued.  It’s a small site with black sand.  I park MissAdventure and the boys and I explore. 

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Our curiosity satisfied, we head out, spotting these quail on the way back to Hwy 101.

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Onward toward Gold Beach and Brookings.  The farther south we go the less sunshine there is. We head into fog.

At Samuel Boardman State Park the fog hangs over the ocean like a blanket. I really want to see Arch Rock and we take the loop trail down and back up to the parking lot several times in anticipation of the fog lifting.  We sit on the bench seat of the picnic table and people watch.  An hour passes, then another half hour.

The cottony gray mist lifts for a bit, then settles back down. It doesn’t appear to want to leave, but I do.  I have a mission to get back to Cali and I don’t want to sit here any longer waiting.  We take our last walk down to the section of the park where Arch Rock stands in eternal immobility, its feet planted in the swirling sea. I snap a few photos through the mist.  I have seen many places along 101 that I would like to visit but didn’t this trip, and I know we will come this way again. Perhaps then it will be a fog-free photo opportunity.

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Arch Rock in the misty fog

We make it as far as Crescent City where I re-supply at WalMart, and we spend the night. It’s one of the dirtiest places we’ve been, but I am thankful to have a place to park. Sleep is decent and it was fairly quiet. 

Thanks for stopping by 2Dogs!  Hugs, Shawna

 

Hometown Fire, Siletz Bay, Lincoln City Oregon

While getting the mail service disaster taken care of we revisit previous parking spots. A night back at our Hwy 131 spot, back to Girabaldi and our spot at the wayside just north of town.  A night at a local big box store.

A horrendous fire breaks out in northern California in the area where I grew up and where I have lots of family and friends.  Between this and the mail service fiasco, I am stressed, stressed, stressed, but it finally looks like I’ve got everything done that needed taken care of and we once again head south following Hwy 101 down the coast.

Lincoln City is our home for the next couple of days. The Chiweenie Brothers get in some beach time at the “D” River Wayside. The “D” River is billed as the shortest river in the world, and indeed it isn’t but maybe a half block long.

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While staying in Lincoln City we take a few sightseeing/camp search wanderings around the area.

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As I am enjoying the view of the bay a gal pulls up in what looks like a brand new Ford cargo van (turns out it is a Mercedes.  Oops! Sorry Sandy)  She spots the boys and I in the green machine and asks if we are full-timing. When I say yes she shares that she has just started.  We hit it off right and end up planning to meet at Boiler Bay, our next stop.

Thanks for stopping by 2DogsTravel. Hugs, Shawna

CURRENT READ: Before We Were Yours, Lisa Wingate. A novel based on true events; Georgia Tann and the Tennessee Children’s Home Society’s adoption scandal between the years of 1920 and 1950.  THIRTY years.