Tuesday, May 21, 2013

Thursday, May 14, 2013 (Maryhill, WA)

We woke up to more cloudy skies, bummer as this was the day we picked up our fiver from Guaranty and had reservations at Maryhill State Park. We got a little bit later start than we anticipated and didn’t get to Guaranty until around 10:00 a.m. We had to wait a little bit before our warranty rep was available to go over what they had accomplished and what will wait until we are back in the area in September. We finally hit the road around noon.

Early on, I had always said that I was hoping we could stay away from freeways and not travel in the rain. Well we did both today. We went through a couple real deluges; the positive thing was at least it was washing any remaining salt spray from being on the coast off the underneath and roof of the fifth wheel and truck. The traffic was heavy until after we got past Hood River and then it thinned out and the sun came out. Yea.  Here is a picture of Multnomah Falls taken from the window, the rain doesn't show up but it was pouring. 


We pulled into Maryhill State Park, just over the border of Washington around 4:00. We had reservations here through the weekend; it will be nice to stay put for awhile after our drive today. It took us awhile longer than usual to get set up in our site because we had to transfer so much stuff out of the pick up back into the fiver. We had taken our laundry and some bedding to wash at my mom’s and then our duffel bags and our cooler. We knew that we would be at my mom’s for awhile, so had to clean out our refrigerator of anything that would spoil during that time. When we were at mom’s, we had taken a trip to Costco, and stocked up on some items. It felt good to finally get all setup and unpacked.

This is a very pretty park, lots of nice trees and pretty green grass. The honey locust trees are blooming right now so there is a nice soft perfume to the air. We are right on the river, so see the barges and hear the trains going by. There is a lot of train traffic, but we are getting used to the sound of trains. In Bend at Crown Villa we were not far from the train tracks and then in Lebanon, there was that small train that went by once a day.

We had a simple dinner and went to bed early. We were beat.

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