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First Time Working In A Utility Co. Park – Long, Hot Summer Days

Disclaimer: The company we are working for this summer has a very specific media policy. I will not be mentioning them by name, or mentioning the specific names of anyone I am working with, except for Lee.  Also, because it’s not really that difficult to figure out which company it is, I want to be clear: I in no way speak for the company or my co-workers, and am only recounting my personal experiences.  Also, any details I get wrong in this or any other post are due to a misunderstanding on my part.  

I’ve been toying with writing this post for a while and because I wasn’t quite sure how to present my thoughts, I kept shoving them back in the corner and sticking with the easy stuff.  This happens on occasion.  It’s much easier to write about the pretty stuff, and the fun stuff, and even the not so pleasant events than to talk about personal shortcomings.  I’ve always been a person who prided myself on good customer service.  I have tons of experience, starting with my earliest jobs, and although the necessary patience doesn’t always come easily to me, overall I think I am above average in this area.

It’s relatively easy to be pleasant when you are in a good mood, fulfilled in your work, being paid well, and the people you are dealing with are being decent.  It’s not so easy of course when you are under stress.  My worst experience in this was a job in my 20’s when I worked a “retention” position.  It was with a company who gave you a “free” service for 90 days as part of a new credit card, and then after the 90 days if you didn’t cancel they charged your credit card. I started almost every phone conversation by being yelled at.  People were upset their credit card was charged, didn’t remember signing up in the first place, and wanted that charge reversed immediately.  My job was to talk the person into keeping the service (and the $39 charge) and a 40% recidivism rate was considered excellent.

It was brutal and I think I lasted about 9 months before I had to leave and I only lasted that long because I was pregnant with my second daughter at the time.  The job had good benefits (which I needed), I could sit in an air conditioned environment all day, and the supervisors did whatever they could to make a crappy job more pleasant.  Plus, with the retention bonuses, I was making decent money at the time and with a 1 year old at home and another on the way, we needed the money.  Still, it took it’s toll.  Minute after minute, hour after hour, getting yelled at every 5 minutes or so wore me down.  There were people who seemed to be able to completely turn off any emotions associated with the other people, but I was too young and too empathetic to just ignore it.

Nothing in my work experience has ever come close to how horrible that job was, and this is not even close, but as I am writing this I am reminded a bit of how there was a cumulative effect on my overall ability to provide good customer service.  In a perfect world we would treat every customer encounter as our first and use all of the positive energy we had to resolve it amicably.  But unless you are one of those rare people who seem to have a boundless store of energy, that simply isn’t the case.  I’ll give you a simple example.

For some reason whenever we pull up to clean a bathroom, people see the truck and immediately run over and get in line.  I get it, and have absolutely been guilty of it, and asking the cleaner to “wait just a minute” seems totally reasonable.  The problem is that the time we spend waiting for them delay other cleanings down the line and if there are enough of them we get behind schedule.  Initially I waited for everyone.  I was being a good guy, but then I found myself rushing through the jobs, or worse not getting to a location because of those delays, and now generally if someone isn’t already in line when I pull up I make them wait.  There are exceptions of course.  Little kids, pregnant women, folks in obvious “distress”, I will even stop mid cleaning and allow them to go, but I try to keep those to a minimum.

And if you think that is crazy I’ll give you an example from this week.  I pulled up to the restroom at Moore Creek, which is used by the white water rafting groups and because I was running a bit behind I was barely in front of three large groups of rafters.  I let a young girl go and by the time she was done there were 7 people in line.  25 minutes later (and no I am not kidding about that) the line finally diminished and I was able to clean the bathroom.  Yes, this was an extreme example, but it happens on a smaller scale almost every single day.

And not for nothing, it’s not fun cleaning a bathroom when someone “jumps in” and then is in there for awhile.  All the guys in the campground have had people come into nearby stalls while they were cleaning and I was cleaning the men’s toilet one day, was in a stall, and a guy walked in and used the urinal.  I waited until he was done to leave, but I had no idea how awkward something like that could be.  I never understood why people made such a production out of closing down the bathroom and always thought they should leave it open while they cleaned other toilets, well, now I totally get it.  I’m still trying to use good judgement and err on the side of the customer as much as I can, but when you are doing something unpleasant to begin with, and just want to get it over as quickly as possible, it’s pretty tough.

And that’s sort of my point overall.  There is a perfect way to handle almost every single customer interaction and I am certainly capable of it, but when it’s crazy hot, I’m physically tired, we are at the end of a very long day, or it is one challenging interaction after another I start to feel stretched.  Interestingly, Lee seems to have a much longer fuse when it comes to these interactions.   If you had to pick who was better with people overall, I think I would win that one, but he is steadier overall and seems less prone to allowing environmental pressure to get to him.  (I’ll take the credit, but I don’t really deserve it. Most of the time the useful part of my brain is occupied with my own bizarre thoughts and I am barely aware that there are even other people in the world. And every time I finish an interaction I reset back to whatever I was thinking about and people don’t exist any more. So each subsequent person pretty much feels like the first one, to me. – Lee) 

Even when it does get to him he is able to compartmentalize those feelings and stay remarkably even keeled when dealing with customers. In all fairness part of that is as a smaller guy dealing with somewhat drunk people, he is hyper aware of the fact that at anytime if an interaction escalates someone could take a swing at him.  (Something like this happened a week or so ago. We pulled up to our most remote spot, which rarely has anyone at it, and it had one car. Male and female sitting inside. We got out, and I locked the truck, and we went down the boat launch stairs to check the trash, keeping one eye on the couple in the car. When we came up the stairs, the guy got out of the car, because of course he did. I moved a little quicker up the stairs, to get to the top before he did, and I kept myself between him and Tracy while she unlocked the truck and we exchanged the standard pleasantries at the back of the truck. While we chatted he kept moving just a teeny bit closer to me, like a lean that turned into a step, and I would compensate by leaning/stepping back to maintain that ever important personal safety bubble. This happened enough times that we traveled this way, almost imperceptibly, from the passenger side at the tailgate, to the fuel tank door on the driver’s side. And the whole time talking about nothing of any consequence, but nonstop chit chat, which was very distracting. By this time, Trace had actually gotten into the truck and was just sitting there, so I decided I was done with the pointless chit chat and didn’t want to move forward of the driver’s door, so in the middle of his next pointless sentence and lean I gave him a great big smile and said “You have a great night, drive safe!”, opened the door and got in and we left. – Lee)  I was completely oblivious to all of this by the way.  I rarely worry about my physical safety, although I am more aware now than I ever was in my youth.

When I am tired, hot, and cranky I tend to get a little short with people.  (I can attest to this. – Lee) The “mom mentality” kicks in and it takes energy (which I have little of at the end of these long weekend days) to keep my voice on an even tone. Usually I am able to keep my cool, but I’ll be hones,t occasionally some “tone” leaks out.  I am not rude or abusive, but I definitely step on the customer service line in these instances and it bums me out.  Closing the gate at night is a particularly difficult time for me because we are at the end of a very long day.  Lee starts at 4:45 am, and the day ends at 9:30 pm. And we do that every Saturday and Sunday. Even though we aren’t working that entire time, it’s still a long day.

We aren’t eating well (dinner is a quick sandwich grabbed on a 15 minute break or eating at 9:30pm) and I am not sleeping well at all.  You would think we would fall into bed exhausted at the end of the day, but I’m still “keyed up” and usually can’t fall asleep until after 11pm.  Fridays and Sundays are generally OK because it’s mostly locals who know the end of day drill, but Saturdays are always tough.  We have lots of out-of-towners who don’t really understand we close the gate promptly at 9pm and despite giving numerous warnings starting at 8:15pm they often wait to start packing up until the last minute.  I get that they don’t know we have been going since early morning, don’t understand we have to get up first thing the next day, and probably wouldn’t care if they did.  But we aren’t done when we close the gate and still need to do a security sweep of the campground, empty any trash we have, and eat something before going to bed.  It’s a long day.

This Saturday was the worst we have had so far from that perspective.  It started off busy because a local combination AA /Veteran’s group was having an all day BBQ down on the lower launch beach.  They started arriving to set up their pop-up canopies and food stations at 6am. We had no idea this was happening, but swung into action to help handle the additional traffic.  Lee and I both spent all of our morning shifts down there and worked with the group to make the most out of the existing parking space.  The group organizers were great to work with and by 11:15am every car and boat space was full, I had cleaned the bathrooms twice, and we had emptied many bags of trash and given them extra bags for later.  I even asked one of the guys at Timber Park  to do a mid-day sweep while we were on our long mid-day break and I actually felt great about the level of customer service we provided.

Fast forward to 5pm when we came back on and the first thing we did was go back to lower launch to scope out what state it was in.  The bathrooms had held up pretty well, but we cleaned them again and we removed 4 huge bags of trash from down by the beach.  The group had completely turned over at this point and now we had several small groups at the beach area.  Because we hadn’t touched any of the other sites we ran up and dropped off the full bags of trash we had in the bed of the truck and then we hustled to make our rounds.  The culvert area was completely packed and that trash was overflowing.  Someone had added a third bag which really helped, but it took a while to pick up the overflow and now we were really running behind. We didn’t even have time to recycle, plus it was crazy hot in the full sun and we dealt with the bags and got back in the air conditioned truck as quickly as possible.   Thankfully the river sites were in better shape so we got back on schedule and headed down for another quick sweep of Lower Launch.  More trash removal, and then a quick bathroom clean and sweep of Faraday.

We made it back to the culvert by 7:30 and there was music blasting from two cars and at least 12 vehicles in the lot.  Lee started to make closing announcements on the bullhorn and I started trash pickup and asked the folks with the music blaring to turn it off.  Everything was going fine, with most people leaving, but there was one truck that simply wouldn’t leave.  We waited and waited and finally I gave last warning and we headed up to the gate.  At this point the people in the truck trotted over and making crappy comments about being rushed out they finally departed.  Lee saw a campground parking sticker on their window though as they left, and later I made it a point to ask the hosts about this particular vehicle because they were obviously pretty drunk.

We made it down to the Lower Launch by 8:10pm and it was still very busy.  5 boat trailers in the lot and at least 15 cars, which is a lot for that time of night, even on a Satruday.  Several groups still had pop-up shelters up and two groups were BBQing.  We started making announcements at 8:15 and then headed up through the gated area and made announcements to folks fishing and the boats up there.  By the time we got back down to the beach at 8:30pm I was pretty annoyed that the largest group on the beach was still grilling.  I walked over with my bucket and trash pickers and politely mentioned they really needed to start packing up now because they had a ton of stuff and they made some drunken comments to the affirmative and I started picking up litter.

By the time I made it to the end of the beach the trash cans were once again full and there were several boxes of trash on the ground.  I went and called Lee over and we drove the truck down into a parking spot and started picking the trash up.  While we were doing that someone pulled a small car up and completely blocked us in while they were “packing up.”  I say that because what they were really doing was standing around talking to each other and now it was 8:45pm and we still had to clean the bathrooms.  Lee tried to get the truck out, but couldn’t get past them and they just sat there talking and looking at us.  At this point I had had enough and jumped out of the truck and told them to move their vehicle because we had work we needed to do.  One of the guys looked at me and said, “Relax Lady,” and I swear I saw red.  I said, “We have been working all day and we still have work to do before we leave” and then I shut my mouth… with effort,  and jumped into the truck.  They finally moved and I was fuming as we went up to clean the restroom.

Something about his tone and demeanor really pushed my buttons, but I knew I had said too much and nothing I would say would make it any better.  So we cleaned the bathroom, saw all of the boat trailers were out of the water, and headed up to the top of the gate.  At this point, most people get a clue and the locals at least (including the “Relax Lady” guy got out of there, but the big group down on the beach was still taking their sweet time.  Finally we were able to shut the gate and then we headed back to the campground.  Turns out they had a rough day too, and the guys from the lower launch were in one of their “problem sites” but they had already addressed their concerns with them.  We made our security sweep, threw away 8 bags of trash in the dumpster, dropped off some items in the lost and found and went back to the rig.

I know in the grand scheme of things losing my temper is not such a big deal and it happened under extreme duress but it bothers me.  (Personally I wouldn’t describe it was losing her temper, I would describe it as being another two lines of conversation away from losing her temper. – Lee) It’s not like I was unbearably rude or cussed the guy out, but I hate feeling that upset and certainly hate showing it. More concerning is as the season progresses the fuse is getting shorter and shorter and I know I really need to get a handle on this now. Deep breaths are definitely called for, and remembering that although it is my 100th such conversation, for most of the visitors it is their first. And I really need to figure out how to get better sleep on the weekends.

Oh, one last thing, and for those of you with sensitive stomachs, stop right here.   We made it through the whole week with no major messes and then our second to last bathroom on Sunday night Lee opened the door and immediately put up a hand to stop me from entering behind him.  That’s part of the problem.  Despite our best efforts, when we open the door we never really know what we will find and this was something new.  There was tons of bright red…material spattered all over the toilet, seat and lid, with spatters on the wall at the men’s room at Faraday.  Lee walked in to get a better look and at first glance it appeared to be blood.  I then took a look and it was not good.  We have a special blood cleanup kit for instances involving blood, but the quantity was way too much for the materials we had on hand.  It looked to me as if someone might have had a miscarriage (which does happen in public restrooms on occasion) and although the color was still bright red neither one of us felt comfortable getting right on top of it and examining it.  Plus it was getting late and we needed to close some gates so we took pictures, locked the bathroom, and awaited further instructions from our supervisor.  Both of us felt this was the best solution, because there is another bathroom at this location and it was getting close to closing time.

The next day our supervisor took a look at the pictures Lee sent him. If I haven’t made it clear I really, really like this guy.  He is by far the best person I have worked for on the road and has gone out of his way to make this experience as pleasant as possible for us.  He told Lee he thought it was not blood, mainly because the mess had not changed color, that it was more likely thrown up berries.  There are tons of berries in the area and not all of them are safe for people to eat, and unfortunately someone appears to have eaten some bad ones.  That was much better than the alternative, but still not great, and on Monday Lee took the water trailer, lots of disinfectant, and a mop bucket to clean it up.  It wasn’t fun for him and I was really grateful it was my campground day, but he got it done and we were both glad we received clear instructions on how to handle it.  (I didn’t mind so much. It couldn’t have been blood, blood would have been much darker by the next morning. And there was no odor, so I just told myself I was cleaning up spilled food. I hosed everything out with pressurized water using a plant food dispenser on the hose to add lots of disinfectant and than used a mop and squeegee to take out the water. By that point it was so diluted there was no color at all. No big deal. I’ve cleaned up worse from my own kids. – Lee) So if you are keeping count, that is at least three weeks in a row with a major bathroom mess and if the universe is trying to tell me something I’d like to say back: I get it!!

On the plus side, we have lobbying pretty hard for a 100 gallon tank  to carry in the truck so we can add the gas powered pump and always have a pressurized water source, and after this incident our boss ordered one.  Plus I made $20.70 in recycling (not so bad considering how crazy it was) and we have some fun stuff scheduled for our days off, including a visit from a friend of Lee’s that he hasn’t seen since our wedding.

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First Time at Crater Lake and Rogue River

I travel with what I think of as a a “Big Bucket List” and a “Little Bucket List”.  The Big List are things I knew about and wanted to do even before becoming a full time RVer, and the Little Bucket List are things I only learned about once we started researching the lifestyle.  Little bucket list items are rewarding because I probably would have never even known about them if I wasn’t part of this community and traveling, but Big List items really validate for me what a great choice we made in this lifestyle.  I mention it because Crater Lake was definitely a Big Bucket List item and the number one thing I wanted to do while we were in Oregon.

What I didn’t understand was how far away Crater Lake would be from our temporary home. Even with our new tent and spending the night, a solid 5 hour drive is a stretch. Thankfully our friends and fellow RV Dreamers Bert and Kat were doing their first ever month-long volunteer stint about 45 minutes away from Crater Lake, so a plan was born to travel down and spend some time with them, and see the lake.  Initially I wanted to camp near the park, but they were totally booked in the month of July and the first come/first serve sites usually fill up before noon.  That wouldn’t work for us since we wanted to come down Monday night after work, so Kat and Bert asked their boss if we could stay on their site.  Happily he said yes and on Monday night we headed down to Klamath Falls.

Beautiful tent site, and I loved this old tree, plus we had electric and access to a bathroom.

 

They are volunteering at a wildlife area.

 

Where they plant trees, weed, build bird houses and other fun nature stuff.

 

Plus beautiful views of Mt. Shasta

 

Amazing full hookup site and they have the area all to themselves

 

I did make the mistake of leaving the rain fly off the tent the first night and even with the heater it got very cold.  Cold air “poured” into the tent (they made fun of me for saying poured but that’s what it felt like) and I didn’t get the best night’s sleep.  I drove 15 minutes into town and got myself a McDonald’s breakfast sandwich to start the day and when I came back saw they were gone getting Lee a HUGE cinnamon roll, so I drove down the road to the dock and took some great pictures of birds.  I saw hawks, egrets, pelicans, and Killdeer (a first for me) along with numerous small birds I couldn’t identify.  It’s basically one large marsh and depending on the time of year sees heavy bird traffic.

Oh yes, this was as big as his head. He did share it though.  The girls know their audience!

 

The Killdeer let me get pretty close

 

And the pelicans flying across the water were amazing

We wanted to get an early start, always recommended for any National Park, so started driving around 9am.  The drive into the lake was pretty and there were several places to stop, but nothing really jumped out at me until we saw these cool rock formations and an intensely green meadow.  The rock formations were caused by steam blowing up through the lava and it’s important to note that this entire area (including  Crater Lake) were formed by the volcanic eruption of Mt. Masuma over 7,700 years ago.

This information sign really surprised me because we have been to Lassen and had no idea Mt. Mazama had a larger impact.

Soon we arrived at the Crater Lake entrance and it was $10 to enter but free with our America the Beautiful pass. We stopped at the visitor center and wanted to watch the movie, but the small auditorium was already full.  I will say the visitors center was a disappointment.  It was very small and had very little information.  There is another visitors center in the lodge that we didn’t see that might be nicer and it was a little confusing when we came in which way to go.  The road around the rim is a circle, but because of heavy snow and a major reconstruction project not all sections were open.  Finally we determined we needed to get on the East Rim road and very soon there was a place to stop.  I will let the pictures speak for themselves, but WOW, WOW, WOW!

Our initial views

 

First Look

 

Lee and Kat walked down to the edge

 

Have to have a little truck porn

 

Lee’s panaorama shot

 

What is so special about the lake is Wizards’ Isle

 

Which had amazing turquoise water in it’s cove

 

There are also very cool rock formations along the banks.  I don’t know what that light colored water is.

 

The neatest of which is shaped like a pirate ship, but unfortunately we couldn’t get any closer than this

Yes, the water is that blue and yes it is even more amazing than it looks.  We stopped at almost every stop and took tons of pictures, because none of us could get enough of the view.  Plus what is great about the lake is it looks different depending on when you come.  I would like to visit it again in May when the peaks are still snow covered, but in order to drive the entire road will also need to visit it in August.  Plus they have boat tours that run (you need to book well in advance) and one hike that leads down to the shore.

 

There were large patches of snow left along the mountainside and people were playing in them where they could reach them

 

Snow along some of the banks

 

Some remaining banks showed how high the snow was and even in May most of this road was still closed

 

We got lucky on the portion of the road that was under construction and only had to wait about 10 minutes

 

Tiny tour boats racing across the water

 

And two boats doing a scientific survey of the water clarity and depth

 

The non lake side was also very nice with huge plains and mountains in the distance

 

The scope of it was amazing…Kat’s response says it all

 

And there was beauty in the small details

 

The view at our lunch spot

 

Another panoramic view

 

Me, Lee, Bert, and Kat taking a selfie

Around 1pm it really started to get crowded and we had made it to Skell Point which was the last place open by car.  While we were there two couples who were frequent visitors were pointing and exclaiming, and it turned out that they were looking at the Old Man of the Lake.  This is a tree stump that has been bobbing around the lake since at least 1896 and because the lake is so huge sightings of it are incredibly rare.  One couple told us they had been coming at least once a year for 15 years and this was the first time they had seen it.  Usually I get super excited about stuff like this and I do acknowledge that it was a rare sighting, but to be honest it was a log in the lake and Kat and I were kind of taken aback by their excitement.  Lee and Bert got it though and were very into it, so here’s the picture so you know what you are looking for.  This was taken with a long lens, so you need to have sharp eyes to catch it. In reality it was just a tiny speck. We were at least 100′ above the water, and it was only visible if you stood in a specific spot. Move to the left or right a few feet and it disappeared behind an outcropping.

The old man in the lake. The bobbing up and down was pretty cool

Since it was still pretty early, we decided to take the north entrance out (and avoid the construction) and take a longer way back to Klamath falls.  Since we were in two trucks we had walkie-talkies and Bert took the lead with Kat navigating.  It’s always hard to know where to stop when you are on an unknown scenic drive, but they stumbled across two incredible places along the Rogue River and that surprise of those sites was a perfect way to end the day.  I love gorges, but this one was very special and although small was full of raging water.  Plus we had never seen a land bridge and we all thought that was really neat as well.  I’ll be honest the pictures don’t come close to capturing either experience, but Lee took some video and that does a much better job of giving you an idea of how special it was.

Nice walkway along the Chasm and it’s only 1/4 mile long

 

The Chasm

 

The top was absolutely beautiful with multiple water sources and HUGE logs

This rock was fantastic. Lee got some great video of it

 

The end of the gorge with a humongous tree

 

My absolute favorite part was this living stump

 

The sign explains how the roots are intertwined so the stump is still alive. It has bark on the top of it. Very, very cool

 

A little ways down the road was the land bridge

 

The sign showed how lava created the bridge and then the water came through

 

This lava cave was big and amazing

 

Where the water goes into the land bridge

 

The bridge although it was hard to capture in its entirety

 

Where the water comes out on the land bridge.  Again the video does a much better job of capturing it

 

 

Finally we made it back and were all starving so we ate around 5:30pm.  Bert and Kat bought us some huge T-Bones and, no shock, Lee was very happy.  We had a wonderful time staying with them and are looking forward to the next time our paths cross. Although the drives there and back were super long and this is not something we could regularly do, combining amazing sites with great friends totally made it worth it.  Kat and Bert thank you very much for helping me put a big check mark on the bucket list!

The next morning we got up a little after sunrise (after a much better night of sleep, with the rain fly on the tent the heat stayed in better) and packed up and headed home. We intentionally chose a different route back which took us through Sisters, Oregon which is a pretty amazing area itself.

The three sisters. Much prettier than the picture I was able to get

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First Time Kayaking on the Clackamas River

Conventional wisdom recommends that anyone who is becoming a full time RVer invest in three things; good hiking shoes, bikes, and kayak(s).  With visions of all of those activities in our heads we started our full timing journey with two of the three.  Oddly, the one item I skipped (decent hiking shoes), I came to regret when I sprained an ankle during a hike and hobbled around for three weeks.  Now my Merrill Hiking shoes get tons of use and I will absolutely replace them with a like pair when they eventually wear out.  On the other end of the spectrum we went to quite a bit of trouble to bring our bikes.  Lee had a custom bike rack built and we carried them everywhere with us the first two years.  Unfortunately we never found a good way to cover them, so every time we wanted to use them we had a rusted chain, flat tire, or some other bike issue and despite our best intentions they saw little use.  Finally, we gave them away last summer in Alaska, and only rarely do I wish we had them.  The main problem for me is that I like to take pictures, and I am not coordinated enough to ride a bike and stop frequently with a big camera around my neck. It just wasn’t fun for me.

Finally, we purchased a Sea Eagle Kayak. Lee liked that it was inflatable (thus easier to store) and I liked that it was a two person kayak.  I had this vision in my head of riding in style (and barely paddling) as Lee moved us down beautiful rivers, but again, the reality did not live up to my fantasy.  First and foremost, when we went to one vehicle finding a transport company to give us rides, was much more difficult than we thought it would be.  Also, Lee made it pretty clear he wasn’t interested in doing all of the work.  Setting up an inflatable takes some time in and of itself and with our work schedules neither one of us was super interested in the tons of manual labor paddling upriver entails.  Don’t get me wrong, we love floating downstream, but the upstream was just too much work.  We tried some lakes to avoid needing to go upstream, but neither one of us was getting the experience we wanted.

Let me just take a minute here and say LOTS of our friends kayak, bike, and hike on a regular basis.  We definitely fall outside of the “normal” curve on this one, but we are also working physically demanding jobs on a regular basis.  Even if we weren’t though I am not sure we wouldn’t have the same issues.  I think my main point is we didn’t completely change who we are overnight simply because we became full timers.  As big a fan as I am of buying everything you need upfront, you might want to hold off on these items until you get some experience with the lifestyle.  Except the hiking boots.  Definitely buy those, because even if you aren’t planning on tons of hiking, odds are you will experience lots of places with uneven ground.

All of this really came to a head this summer, because we are living on a beautiful river.  We both wanted to get out and kayak, but the idea of paddling against the current (especially after our long, hard days of hauling trash and scrubbing bathrooms) was not appealing.  So it was get rid of the boat (which was super pricey at $850) or find another solution.  Lee really wanted to try a trolling motor, and although I had some major concerns about throwing good money after bad I agreed that it was worth a shot.  Lee did the research, found the motor, and figured out the mounting and finally we took it for a maiden voyage.

All the boat stuff including new motor and battery case

 

Lee put on the mount

 

Strapped on the battery

 

And added the motor

We launched from the Promontory Marina next to the campground and since we had no idea how long the battery would last we headed upriver.  I’ll just jump to the end here and say it was a huge success.  Lee loved having the trolling motor and we had enough battery power to go upriver and get most of the way back.  I was able to take lots of pictures and we only paddled when we got into shallow areas or if I wanted to add a little speed.  The view from the river was also really cool, and as familiar as I am with the river at this point, being in it gives you a totally different perspective.

The view from the marina

 

The Clackamas River

 

I loved these trees, not sure what they are but very pretty

 

It was fun seeing the campsites from the river

 

The Day Use Area

 

And you can see a hint of our camper in the upper left hand corner

 

We made our way up to these wooden structures which we think are there for the fish to rest in

 

Several people were in the area either fishing or paddle boarding

 

I loved these structures

 

They were really fun to kayak in and out of

 

And super photogenic

We went far enough to get some great views of the cliffs

 

Found the base of this waterfall by hearing the water trickle into the river

 

And saw this area on an island where people sometimes camp

 

It was fun and Lee had a really good time with the trolling motor, so hopefully we will be doing more kayaking in the future.  Time will only tell, but my personal favorite is still the scenic drive for seeing an area.  This was nice because you get into nature and see things with more detail, but we only covered a couple of miles of terrain while doing it.  It really comes down to personal preference I suppose.

After kayaking we started our weekend and mostly it was a really good one.  I made $27.70 recycling, which was great, and despite the heat and larger crowds we managed to keep up OK. One of the most exciting things was they finally cleared the slide on the road between Lower Launch and Faraday and we are now able to drive straight through.  Not only does it make our lives easier, it is also beautiful and on Thursday I stopped and took a few pictures.  Right before getting on the road I stopped and checked on my ospreys and discovered three large sized chicks in the nest.  They were on the outer edges of my range but I got a couple of decent shots!

Can’t wait until these guys start flying.  If you look close you see three heads

 

The parent was keeping an eye out

The road to Faraday

 

Good signage around where the slide was

 

They only have half of the road open

 

What’s left after the slide. The rocks with metal netting are used to stop any further slides

 

Really long area which is why it took so long to open the road

 

Some beautiful views of the Clackamas

 

Ending at the dam

 

We even felt good enough to have lunch with fellow Dreamers Julie and Casey who we had met briefly at the 2016 rally.  They are full-time and living in Portland where Casey is working and they were willing to come down during our long break on the weekend.  Julie even brought lunch (which included pie!) and we had a great time getting to know them better.  Casey is a scrum master, which is somewhat similar to what I do and I picked his brain about working while living on the road.  They asked us questions about Alaska and other areas they hadn’t experienced yet and it was a great exchange of information.  Plus they are really nice people and we just enjoyed the company.

Julie, Casey, and Lee who is excited about his pie!

 

So the week was really good with only one sour note.  I thought about leaving it out, but I need to include it because it was kind of a big deal at the time.  On Sunday, we ran out of toilet paper at the Lower Launch and someone wrote “Poop” with a giant “X” in excrement on the wall.  I scrubbed it off, but it really was a bummer way to end the week, because seriously who does something like that?  It obviously happens though, and for those of us who clean bathrooms, it is not pleasant at all.  It isn’t just dealing with the fluids, it’s how intentional the act is.  Craziness. And don’t get me wrong, Lee and I both know these sorts of things are going to happen, but we also shake our head and think who does something like that?

Well, next up is our Crater Lake trip, and we are both very excited about that, and since we won’t be cleaning any bathrooms there I am sure it will be amazing 🙂

 

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First Time Sampling the Fruit Loop

Our friend Rick came in to stay in our campground for two weeks and since he was such a wonderful host when we visited him at Hecata Head, I felt pretty bad that we barely spent any time with him when he arrived at our campground.  He knew our schedule was crazy though, and he was mainly using our campground as a jumping off point to explore the area, and with our work schedule he didn’t expect us to be tour guides.  He’s really great about exploring on his own, so I loaded him up with information and in no time he was off exploring the spots I mentioned.  I did want to hang out with him though, so Tuesday I planned a trip for us to explore the Hood River Fruit Loop.  Lee was welcome to come of course, but after the intensity of the weekend he really just wanted a day to himself, so Rick and I jumped in his convertible and off we went.

I was pretty excited about the convertible.  We used to own one before we went on the road and although I don’t regret having only one vehicle there are lots of drives that would be wonderful in a convertible and the fruit loop was definitely one of them.  The first place we stopped was Trillium Lake.  It is one of the National Forest service day use areas, and from what I had read it has the best views of Mount Hood in the area. Wow, they weren’t kidding!  It was a little tough to find, but once we got there the views were absolutely spectacular.  We also stopped along the way to take a Mount Hood trip and through sheer luck stumbled across a piece of the Oregon Trail.  The trail meanders all throughout this area, and I have to say that standing on it felt historical.  Some places we visit just carry the weight of their history (Kitty Hawk comes to mind) and standing on the Oregon Trail felt the same to me.

This picture is not color enhanced in any way. It actually looked like this.

 

The ducks liked it and since it is stocked with trout there were several fishermen nearby

 

Standing on a little slice of history

 

All along the drive we had several glimpses of Mount Hood. I never get tired of seeing it.

 

That was just the teaser because the real purpose of the journey was the Fruit Loop.  It is a road which surrounds the picturesque town of Hood River and because of the river valley soil it is known for it’s fruit trees and wineries.  I wanted to travel the loop for myself for the fruit trees, but I also wanted to stop at a couple of wineries and see if I could get my Dad a bottle of wine for Father’s Day.  My Dad is not really hooked into what we are doing and generally only has a vague idea of where we are, but he does like it when I send him presents from our travels and since this part of Oregon is known for it’s wine, and he loves wine, it seemed like a good fit.  Unfortunately what I know about wine could fit in a shot glass, and the whole process is a little intimidating to me, so having Rick as my wing man was a good thing!

A map of the fruit loop with 29 different sites to stop at. This doesn’t include the restaurants in the town, just the local farms and vineyards

 

Our first stop was the Draper farm

 

The cherry trees were absolutely beautiful and the free samples were amazing. The metallic strips are to keep the birds away

 

Yes they were this red!

This store had cherry cider, but no samples unfortunately, but I did buy some Rainier cherries which were yummy but a steep $6 a pound.

 

Next up was Packer Orchards

 

Which had beautiful views of Mount Adams. There are 5 mountains that are visible in this area at times and almost all the farms had a beautiful view

 

A hill full of fruit trees!

 

Packer had some amazing homemade cookies and we bought some for Lee

 

And these amazing cinnamon rolls although I had to pass or I would have been in a sugar coma.

 

Almost every farm stand had preserves and other canned items for sale and all the produce came from the farm. Love that!

 

We nibbled our way through many of the farm stands and I bought some homemade honey mustard for Lee and found some bing cherries for $2.99 a pound which I got to select from a huge bin. We also stopped at Fox Hard Cider, but it was too early in the day for me to start drinking.  What I really needed was lunch, and since it was 12:30pm, we headed into Hood River to find a place to eat.  I had heard that Hood River was full of great restaurants, and I hadn’t really done much research, so we just drove through town until I saw a restaurant I liked from the outside (with a parking place nearby) and we walked in.  We had no idea what the menu would be, and were both surprised when we saw it was a Swedish restaurant named Broder Ost.  I have never been in a Swedish restaurant in my life, but Rick (who is from Wisconsin and whose wife was of Swedish descent) was very familiar with the food.  He was excited at the menu and I was excited for him so we ended up ordering some traditional menu items.  I had Lefse ( a first for me) and Rick had hash with smoked trout.  Mine was really good, but I had no basis of comparison, but Rick of course did and he was VERY happy with both items.  Lefse is a potato pancake and making it in the traditional way is pretty time consuming.  Rick took one bite of mine and said it was absolutely made the traditional way and he loved his hash.  What a pleasant surprise for both of us and it was nice because it felt like Rick’s wife Sonya (who passed away several years ago) was with us in spirit.  Seriously, what are the odds we would randomly walk into a Swedish restaurant?

The hash.  The walnut bread was really yummy.

 

Lefse. Have to say I don’t like fried eggs, but these were baked and outstanding! I didn’t like the pickled onions much, but I did like that my breakfast came with a salad.

 

After lunch, we walked across the street, because I had to stop at the olive oil place.  Whenever we travel and see an olive oil store, I have to stop because my friend Deb owned one and has convinced me how much better their olive oil is.  This one had teas, spices, olive oil, and vinegars and I ended up buying a Tuscan olive oil which will make a great bread dipping sauce.

The picture is dark, but there were tons of olive oil tanks to sample from.

I didn’t want to spend more time in town, because we still had to get to the wineries and we continued our drive to the top of the fruit loop.  My first stop was billed as the oldest winery in the area and since their fields were close to the Columbia River and their vines are 35 years old, I thought this would have the best wine.  Don’t ask me why I thought that, seriously know nothing about wine, but we made our way there and despite several twists and turns  showed up at the door.  All I can say was the whole place looked a little sketchy.  I know smaller vineyards are no frills, but the tastings were $5, and the whole layout was not very clean.  I just had a bad vibe from the whole thing and we left and went on to one more place.

The tasting room was no frills which I could live with but didn’t look clean which I couldn’t. Plus the woman who was running it wasn’t very nice

My second choice vineyard was called Marchesi Vineyard and was interesting to me because they had Italian vines.  I like Italian wines and I know my dad does because he had gone to Italy, so I thought maybe this would be better.  This setting was more like what I was expecting with the vines within eyesight and a very nice tasting area.

Unfortunately it also had the air of pretentiousness that I hate about wineries in general.  I walked up to the counter and while I was waiting my turn the manager asked the woman in front of me if she liked the rose.  The woman replied “It was OK,” and the manager said in a snotty tone (and this is a direct quote) “You must not have an Italian palate.  The rose is an excellent wine.”  Seriously, give me a break.  The customer started stumbling and said something about not being new to Rose’s and then someone walked up to help me.  I tried the Pinot Grigio (reasonably priced at $2) because I know what I like in that wine and thought if it was good maybe I could trust the reds were good.  Seriously no clue what I doing here.  Rick, my supposed wingman, witnessed the Rose conversation and went and sat down with his phone and waited for me to be done.  So I was on my own when the manager walked up to me and started asking questions about shipping.

She said I didn’t want to ship it, because the cost would be as high was the bottle of wine and I wanted to pack it in my suitcase.  I took a breath, put on my best corporate voice, and explained I was traveling and I wanted to send my father a present from my travels.  I asked how much the shipping was for two bottles and she quoted the same price.  I raised an eyebrow and she explained it was $30 to ship one or two bottles because the packing was for two bottles.  OK. She softened at this point, when I talked about sending it to my father and I explained I knew nothing about reds. I asked what she would recommend, flattering her a little on her expertise, and she started with a $42 award winning bottle of wine.  I pivoted asking about the Pinot Noirs, which the region is known for and she stated those were also award winning.  Ultimately we decided on the Noir and a Barbera and the wine plus shipping cost me $100.  Normally I wouldn’t have spent this much, but her attitude was annoying and I was willing to back up my attitude with some coin.  That’s what is dangerous about wineries in my opinion, maybe it’s all part of their selling strategy, I just hope that the wine is good, since I still have absolutely no idea.   I am never doing that again though unless I have someone with me who has a palate.

The winery incident aside, it was a beautiful day and Rick and I headed back to the campground.  Lee enjoyed his time off and he really liked his presents and a few days later I took the cherries and decided to make my first ever cherry pie.  I thought with such a sweet and fresh ingredient I couldn’t go wrong, so I found a recipe online and started in.

I read you can pit the cherries with a chopstick. It was messy but it got the job done

 

They were beautiful

 

My pie wasn’t perfect looking

 

But the inside was beautiful

 

It took me two hours to make the pie, an hour to cook, and another 3 hours for it to cool.  Basically it was an all day project.  We were both very excited to taste the pie, and after all that work, it really wasn’t that good. Yep it’s true.  I am sure it was the wrong kind of cherries (I used Bing) and/or the wrong amount of sugar (I used 2/3 of a cup), but I ended up throwing it away.  I know, crazy right? But when Lee, the lover of all things pie, doesn’t like it, it’s not good.  It wasn’t awful really, it just didn’t taste that good and although I am happy to add the mechanics to my skill set, it is not something I will be trying again in the near future.  It’s a ton of work.  Still it was fun and I am really glad Rick and I got to spend the day together.  Next up, some kayaking on the Clackamas River.

 

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Reader Question: Would We Do it all Again?

Stacey sent a very thoughtful question and although I answered it in the comments, I think it deserves a longer answer, hence this post.  The question was “If you knew then what you know now,  would you still trade your former careers / work life including sticks and bricks living for your current lifestyle? I guess I’m wondering if work camping experiences are an acceptable trade off for living the full timing RV lifestyle instead of waiting to do it after retirement. I know that the preference is a uniquely individualized choice, but I’d like to hear your personal opinion now that you’ve done it for some time and experienced varied work camping jobs.”

The short answer is: Yes.  If you are a person who likes brevity you might want to stop right here, but there is of course a much longer answer.  First and foremost I am a person who believes in “the journey”.  Every decision I have made, every challenge I have experienced has led to who I am today.  Looking back on my life, the most interesting times were the most challenging and the times of personal growth usually came from something difficult or scary.  So I am not a person who carries around a lot of regret.  Most of my decisions, good and bad, I can live with because they were my decisions and I learned from them.

That being said, I don’t have to experience everything the hard way anymore.  I can learn from others and I am not averse to taking the easier path once in awhile.  I’m older and hopefully wiser now.  So if I knew would I do it?  It’s possible I wouldn’t have had the courage to do this if I knew exactly what I was getting into, but I hope I would have.  This lifestyle is the biggest risk I have ever taken in my life.  That statement should be put into context, because I have never been much of a risk taker, but for me it has challenged me in almost every way.  I don’t think that would have happened if I would have waited until retirement.  I know it wouldn’t have happened if I would have waited until I had tons of money in the bank.

Don’t get me wrong, I think the transition is tough for people regardless of your income level or savings account, but for me some of the biggest lessons I have learned have been around living without a safety net.  Many people have already learned that lesson.  They were fired, started their own business, dealt with a major illness, or got divorced.  I have never experienced any of these things and as thankful as I am for that, I also didn’t know that I would make it out the other side.  Not intellectually know, because of course I believed that, but know deep down in my gut I would be able to handle major changes. My life was relatively stable and sedentary and I was comfortable. I think it’s pretty clear I am not comfortable now, and haven’t been for the last 3 years.

But people rarely grow when they are comfortable.  Yes, they avoid the lows in life, but often they don’t experience the amazing highs either. Life was bland and vanilla and for many, many years I loved it that way.  Looking back on the last three years I see a series of images.  Things I absolutely know I never would have experienced, because going on vacation cannot buy them.  It’s just not the same.  Those moments have to be part of the equation and frankly I can’t imagine many things that would tempt me to give those up. You might think I could have experienced them if I would have waited, and maybe that is true.  Or maybe I could have experienced equal or better experiences just at an older age.  Possibly, but I have always been a bird-in-the-hand kind of person and to me it would have been riskier to wait until I retired.  Too many things could have happened in the 18 years between now and then.

Plus, my life as it existed was about to change anyway.  My youngest daughter was leaving the nest to go into the Air Force and Lee and I would have been in a big empty house that we didn’t like very much.  Yes, we could have downsized into something smaller, but in our case that change wouldn’t have been enough for us.  More importantly for me at least, my former company was about to be bought by a larger company.  I didn’t know it at the time I took the buy-out, but within 6 months of my leaving, Tyco would be bought by Johnson Controls.  My boss, who I really liked, took a totally different position and in order for me to stay with him I would have probably needed to relocate. If I would have stayed in the same position, I may have survived the cut, but it would have meant longer hours, more travel, and definitely more stress.  I survived two major mergers in my 15 years with Tyco and  I honestly don’t know if I had another one of those in me.  Even if I did manage to survive the deep personnel cuts that always come with a merger,  it’s brutal watching colleagues lose their jobs.  It’s very possible that if I have stayed I would have been looking for new employment anyway, but with the liability of Lee needing to stay in the area and a relatively high mortgage hanging over my head.  Knowing what I know now,  selling the house and becoming debt free was the smart move and I am pretty sure we would not have been able to do that if we had stayed in the area.  So the short answer is I don’t regret at all leaving our sticks and bricks lifestyle.

To answer the second part of the question as to whether the work kamping jobs are worth the full-time lifestyle, I would say the answer is largely no.  If we were supplementing other income and could work them, yes, probably.  If we were volunteering for fun, social interaction, and to help with costs, definitely.  But working the amount of hours we work and the types of jobs we have, absolutely no.  I’m not sure how Lee feels about that so he’ll need to jump in here.  We believed we would be able to work a little and play a little when we started doing these jobs, but its mostly been 10 months of work and 2 months of play, and that’s not a fair trade-off to me.  It would be if the jobs were easier and/or more interesting, but they aren’t, and unless we were willing to stick with the same jobs year after year and follow a set route I can’t see that changing.  That’s a great compromise for many people, by the way, and I respect it.  If you want better pay and more interesting work you can always spend your summers and/or winters in the same places and eventually you will get there.  Nothing wrong with that, but we get the big WOW moments from seeing new places and without that travel I still don’t think I would like it.  I think Lee would be fine with that though, but again he needs to jump in.

(I take a longer view, overall. I think it’s possible to have something resembling a route, and also have the freedom to get the WOW moments, but if I ever feel like I’m chasing something, then I know it’s a losing battle. I’d rather stalk it. I also think that while the WOW moments mostly come from being in new places, I think that we have nothing but time to see new places, and I’d rather get all the WOW I can in a place before I go searching for new WOW. I agree that at the moment, the “recipe” we have is not a good one, and I often wonder how many people start off and give up at this point, because it’s so far away from what they imagined. I’m pretty stubborn, though, and I am convinced that the right recipe is out there, and I constantly remind myself of how unhappy I was before.-Lee)

(Most of the time I feel like my worst day here is still better in the grand scheme than my best day before. The grass is greener syndrome is powerful, and I am avoiding it with everything I’ve got. I do think that if you break the year into two longer seasons of summer and winter and two shorter seasons of fall and spring, then it’s logical that part of the recipe might be that you find a recurring gig in either summer or winter, and intellectually I lean toward summer for that. That would have the added benefit of giving you an anchor point for medical/dental stuff. I know some people might recoil from the idea of spending years experimenting to find that perfect repeating summer gig, but for me it beats a life of grind every time.-Lee)

(Overall, I’m looking for a combination that allows some freedom to travel, but also gives me a little stability. Ideally, a combination of hammering the budget down to the point where we can use the two long seasons to make money, and make enough to play during the short seasons, or some combination. I agree that working 10 months, and taking 2 off is not a good deal, especially if some or most of those of those two months is dedicated to getting from one gig to another. Anything that gets us closer to a 50/50 split would make me happier. I’m also willing to have less in general to get there. For me the trick is to fine tune and tweak until we’ve squeezed as much as possible out of the time we have and the money we can get.  I’m the kind of guy that turns a dish soap container upside down and lets it sit for an hour to get all the soap out, but I think bending over to pick up a nickel is for suckers. I can do something else while gravity gets the soap out for me, but I’m never getting back the ten cents worth of time I spent picking up that nickel. For me, seconds add up faster than nickels.  – Lee)

What isn’t covered in your question is are there any other ways to make money?  The answer is demonstrably yes as we have met many people (mostly younger) doing all sorts of interesting things to cover their costs.  We haven’t even started exploring those options, because we were focused on the most common traditional work kamping jobs, but our focus going forward will be doing exactly that. I’ve never really had an entrepreneurial spirit and again I’m not much of a risk taker, but there are lots of mobile jobs that while out of my comfort zone are not a complete stretch for me.  We believe most work kamping jobs are designed for people who are trying to supplement existing income.  That makes sense because in the past the majority of the work kamping community was in exactly that position.  The demographic of full timers is changing, however, but the work kamping job market has been slow to change to accommodate those of us are financing our travels by working seasonal jobs. We do see some small changes in this area and I expect big changes in the next 10 years, but for right now few of these jobs have been a good fit for us.

What I have learned from trying them though is we can support ourselves that way if we need to.  It isn’t our preference, but it is workable.  (What we’re doing this summer is an excellent example of that. It pays $14.25 per hour and we each work about 35 hours per week, but between the type of work it is and the split shift schedule, it takes enough out of us that it feels a lot more like a sticks and bricks lifestyle. – Lee) This gives me the freedom to be choosier about what types of mobile professional jobs I take.  We aren’t desperate and we know there is work out there, so I can be sure I am not jumping from a less than ideal situation into a worse one.  One thing I absolutely have achieved is less stress.  These jobs may be unpleasant and they are not totally without some stress, but it doesn’t come close to what I was experiencing in my former profession.  My ideal job would be something of relatively short duration, in a nice place,  where I could use my skills and contribute to the betterment of society in some way.  I am fully aware that is a tall order, but at this point I don’t believe it is an impossible goal.

I’m not sure what Lee is going to choose to do. He has talked about trying to get a small business off the ground, but that will require some stretching on his part and a considerable amount of non-revenue generating time to get it started. We have some money in the bank, a really varied skill set, and relatively low monthly costs so whatever we decide to try I think we will be OK. We just need to stretch ourselves.

Which sort of brings me back full circle to my original point.  Once again our desire for this roving lifestyle will be the catalyst for change. We don’t know where that change will lead us, but as long as we love each other and take care of each other, things will be alright and probably we will end up in a better place than where we started.  We usually do.  That alone makes me grateful we started down this path.  Plus, as we are walking along the path,  the view is really amazing.  Seriously, you cannot put any sort of price tag on that.

Thanks for the question and giving us a chance to write about it.

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First Time at a Timber Fest

Estacada used to be a logging town so it’s not surprising that the theme for its Fourth of July celebration was a Timber Fest.  What was surprising was how large the event was, especially considering the town only has a population of 3,000.  In order to cover the costs of the event they do charge a $5 admission per person and depending upon where you park an additional $5, but since this includes the festival and a very good fireworks display the price is reasonable.  We, however, were able to get in for free and VIP park since our trainers live in the park used for the festivities, which was a good thing.

When we arrived after our shift around 1pm, it was pretty crowded, but the footprint is nice and large for the event so that helped with not making it feel jam packed. Although it was hot that day, the park has tons of mature trees and the most crowded areas were in the shade.

They had logging equipment around for the kids to see

The local library had a booth with a free craft

We liked these little custom RV’s  these folks were selling.  No kitchen in them though, but the sleeping area was pretty cool.

Happy to see the dunk tank over by a pretty large kids area

And they had these red-white-and blue alpacas wandering about so of course I have to get my picture taken

Lee was starving when we arrived and we headed straight for the food.  This was a big disappointment, mainly because the lines were very very very long and the vendors were pretty slow in getting the food out.  Lee waited (and didn’t move at all) in a line for Thai food for over 10 minutes before giving up and getting a mediocre brat for $8.  We are actually pretty spoiled when it comes to festival food as our former hometown of Keene had a huge festival each year and the local non-profits provided amazing and reasonably priced food.  This was more of the food truck variety and largely it disappointed, although I did get some pretty good Italian Ice from one vendor.

The line that Lee waited in and ultimately left.

I did see this…a first for me, but didn’t give it a try. I ate before we went to the festival

The kettle Corn smelled delicious

Not as good as I ate as a kid in Philly, but not bad

The real draw are the lumberjack competitions and that is what I was really excited about.  Unfortunately the layout was in full sun and the amphitheater setting (I am sure it is designed this way for safety) doesn’t allow for great views.  I did get a few pictures with my long lens though and I have to say the crowd was really into it and several local favorites were competing which was nice to see.  The biggest problem was the schedule was pretty haphazard, so unless you were willing to sit for the entire 4 hours and watch events, it wasn’t clear what event would be happening when.  I really wanted to see log rolling, which wasn’t happening when we were there, but did get to see a few other events. Lee waited patiently up by a tree in the shade while I watched.

The log rolling tank was neat.  It was a shame I missed this event

Two man saw competitions

The log chaining race was pretty neat. We had seen this on the show Ax Men so I was somewhat familiar with it

The ax throwing was pretty cool. They were aiming for a beer can in the middle so if it was hit it sprayed out.

Amazing muscles on these guys

My favorite event was when they relay race, where they ran out on the little log, cut the end off, and then ran back with a running chainsaw

Looked crazy dangerous but fascinating to watch

All in all, pretty good for a small town celebration and obviously some work and planning had gone into it.  We only stayed for a couple hours though and then we headed back to the RV for some chill time.  We went back around 9pm for the fireworks and our trainers came and got us in our new gator.  It will be coming to our campground this week and we are all thrilled it has a roof for those rainy days.  They showed us their special spot they watch the fireworks from and they were really good. I realized it’s been a couple of years since we have seen fireworks, and we both really enjoyed them.  My pictures were better than expected, but Lee took some very nice video.

 

 

Afterwards, we stopped at Lower Launch. We weren’t sure what to expect, but there was only one car down there, with a couple sitting in lawn chairs fishing by moonlight. We drove around the parking lot to sweep our headlights everywhere to see if there was anyone else and give them a chance to pack up. They didn’t move at all, just glanced our way and went back to fishing. A quick “woop woop” on the siren and they immediately jumped up and put away their pole and took off. We cleaned the restroom, emptied the trash, and shut the gates (all by truck headlight and full moon, we really should have brought flashlights!) and we made it back to our RV by 11:30pm.  Overall it was a nice day and I am glad we were able to help out some folks by working in the daytime and closing the gates at night. Plus, despite the late night I slept until 9am and woke up full of energy.  I had been putting off a couple of special projects and after some coffee and breakfast jumped right in.  I went through my books and put together a bag of books to donate to the local book store.  I also went through all of my clothes and put together a bag to donate and pulled out all of the Tshirts I had been saving.

Since we went on the road I have wanted to make a T-shirt quilt from the places we have visited.  Initially I thought I would do it myself, but after talking to a couple of my friends who are long time quilters and hearing about what it would require, I realized it was beyond my skill set.  Luckily, my sister has a friend in South Carolina, Pollyanna Picnic Quilts,  who makes these quilts and after I saw the one she did for my niece’s graduation I was pretty excited.  I started laying T-shirts out on the bed and was texting Ruth to get additional information.  Finally we got on the phone and talked through my options, because the amount of choice was all a bit overwhelming.  I knew I could just send the shirts and let her determine the order, but I really wanted to do the layout myself and really needed to understand the construction process to figure out what would work. Ruth was great about talking it through with me and also said she would be in communication throughout the process, to make sure she was doing exactly what I wanted.  I loved that!

I also got Lee to come help me, which really was a game changer.  He is a creative person and thinks about patterns in different ways.  He immediately started talking about all the different ways we could lay the T-shirts out, but because I am more visual he had to show me what he meant each time.  So we spent a couple of hours moving T-Shirts around while I saw all of my different options. Seriously, how many husbands would do that?  We tried it by color, pattern, size of logo etc.  I knew I wanted to make sure the ones with stiff logos were at the bottom (don’t want to rest my arms at night on those) but we had to be careful that we didn’t have all of the same colors lumped together.  I am pretty fond of blue and green so had much more of those colors than other ones.  Finally, I settled on chronology of travels (which was what I originally wanted to do) but instead of going left to right, we went up and down which made the color distribution better and allowed for the ones with the stiff logos to be at the base of the quilt.  We also measured the bed and determined that we wanted each square to be a uniform 14″ x 15″ and we needed a border of 18″ to make it long enough to hang over the bed. My head hurt when we were done, but I was very happy with it and now the shirts are all stacked nice and neat, I have made a quilt diagram to send her, and I  think we will have something that looks good aesthetically and has meaning!!

One of the many versions

The T-Shirt pattern

And the quilt measurements. I’m not much of a drawer, but I think she will get my meaning

Ruth has several other orders, so our quilt will take about two months to complete, but I told her I was fine with waiting.  Plus her quoted price of $200 seems incredibly reasonable to me.  Very excited about this and looking forward to seeing the finished project!!  Now I just need to find time to get it all in the mail.

Thursday, our youngest daughter Kay came and we were both very excited to see her.  As I have mentioned before, she is a Korean linguist in the Air Force and in August will be stationed in Korea for one year.  Thankfully, she was able to find time to see us before she left and although it’s only one weekend we were very glad she was able to come.  We have gone more than a year without seeing our other daughters, but there is something about her being in another country that makes it more challenging as a parent. Mentally you know you can’t just jump on a plane if you need to, well we could but it would be a lot more complicated, and it just makes the thought of separation much tougher.  Plus it doesn’t help that she will be next door to a crazy person who keeps testing his missiles.   Don’t get me wrong, I am extremely proud of her and believe her skills could make a difference, but it’s hard as a parent to know your child will be so far away and in a potentially unsafe place.

And logistically the weekend is the worst possible time for us to schedule a visit.  Thankfully she’s always been a low-maintenance kind of kid, and is very understanding of our crazy schedule.  Things were even more complicated when our friend Rick came on Friday, but he was also very understanding.  The weekends are just really tough and you can’t really plan anything throughout the day.  I did try to squeeze renting a jet ski (something neither Kay nor I have ever done), but unfortunately the marina only had one that was operational and it needed intermediate level skill to rent.  I did take her to the farmer’s market and the book store and Lee took her on a drive upriver, but mainly we just talked and she caught up on some much needed sleep.  She did spend FRiday in Portland though, which we made work by dropping her at the train station in Clackamas and then picking her up off the bus in Estacada.  She had a good time, even thought she was alone, and I really admire her independent spirit.  That will certainly serve her well in life.

They have such a wonderful relationship. It’s fun to watch. Plus she is way smarter than him and wins arguments all the time.  I don’t even enter into the fray but he can’t help himself!

I forgot to mention last week that I made strawberry preserves for the first time with my Instant Pot. Steam setting for 10 minutes worked great after the jar were sterilized in a regular water bath

Rick, we didn’t get to see much at all over the weekend, because we were crazy busy.  It was warm again and we had two major messes in two different bathrooms that required additional time to clean up.  You know how I said my nose was getting desensitized?  Well it just goes to show you that life has a way of proving you wrong.  We are hoping the last couple of weeks are just an anomaly because of the holiday, but if these levels of mess continue on a regular basis we are both going to be pretty unhappy.  Things happen on occasion and we get that’s part of the deal, but from Tuesday – Saturday we had four instances of messes all over the floor and one instance where someone tried to start a fire in one of the pit toilets.  That goes beyond accidental and into intentional malice, which is quite a bit tougher to handle, especially since we are working so hard to keep these areas clean.

We did all get together finally for a pot luck our boss had on Sunday.  Thankfully, he was fine with friends and kids coming, so we were able to attend and everyone got a chance to spend a little time with our daughter.  It was fun and after we met, our fellow camphost who is nearer Kay’s age invited her over for a campfire and some talk, which was incredibly sweet of her.  We worked until 9:30pm, spent a little bit of time with her, but then went to bed because I had to get up at 5:00am.

Monday, Kay flew out and thankfully Lee was able to change his schedule to take her to the airport.  I was in the campground, so stayed behind, but it’s probably for the best.  I’m not great at saying goodbye, especially when I know I won’t see the person for awhile.  The last thing a 21 year old wants is her mother bursting into tears at the airport. I’m really, really proud of her though and I will be focusing on that, plus I made $21.30 recycling this week, so that’s good.  To celebrate I bought myself some Oregon Black Cherry Tillamook Ice cream.

 

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First Time Working In A Utility Co. Park – Fourth of July Weekend

Disclaimer: The company we are working for this summer has a very specific media policy. I will not be mentioning them by name, or mentioning the specific names of anyone I am working with, except for Lee.  Also, because it’s not really that difficult to figure out which company it is, I want to be clear: I in no way speak for the company or my co-workers, and am only recounting my personal experiences.  Also, any details I get wrong in this or any other post are due to a misunderstanding on my part.  

This week we voluntarily changed our days off in order to be able to help out on July 4th.  We had no plans and since the newbie camp hosts would be alone, we thought we could switch our days off and help out. I didn’t really take into account though how tiring that 6th day would be, but despite that I don’t regret it.  It’s always nice to be able to help people and since it was an even switch of days and hours it cost us very little. I also decided to take everyone’s advice and do a little recycling.  My thought was to pick out what was sitting on top or on the sides of the cans and see where we ended up at the end of the week.  It was stinky, but with the pickup sticks wasn’t too terribly bad.

The weekend started off slower than expected, mainly due to cooler temperatures, so we had time for a few special projects.  Lee, at my request, taught me how to use the pole saw, which is basically a chain saw on the end of a long pole.  It wasn’t as heavy as I thought it would be, but it is of course super dangerous and I paid close attention to what I was doing while I used it. It’s good to learn a new skill and it felt really good when I cleared Hole-in-the-Wall, but it isn’t something I would want to do on a regular basis.  Still, something to add to the work kamping resume.

You can extend the pole even farther but I was too chicken. As you can see the face mask was a little large for me and kept slipping down, which kind of defeated the purpose

Even did one branch from the back of a truck

We also placed two new trashcans at the lower launch.  The first was down on the beach which we hope will help with the crazy amounts of traffic being generated there and the second was up behind the gate where we kept finding trash and broken beer bottles.  By sheer luck we met a group of kids up at that spot and found out what the allure was.  Apparently they are jumping into the water from this spot (about 20 feet) and then climbing up the bank with the rope used by the fishermen.  As these things go it actually seemed pretty safe and if I was a little bit younger I might even give it a go myself.

New trash can

It’s hard to show how steep this is, but I climbed down once and trust me the rope is VERY necessary

This is the view from the jump. The wood boundary that people fish off is to the left. To give you an idea of scale, those logs are each over 2′ in diameter.

Saturday, was also relatively quiet so I spent some time filling the water up in the pit toilets.  At my request, most of the pit toilets were emptied before the holiday weekend and this really helped with the smell.  They did need some water added though and I took the large trailer with me.  I also watered the trees at Moore Creek, since it hasn’t rained in a while here.  The trees are only two years old and need some extra help to keep them alive.  The best part of Saturday was I finally got to go to the local farmer’s market.  My morning shift ends at 12:30pm and since we are back on at 5:30pm I usually don’t want to go, but this week I found the energy.  I was really glad that I did!

The farmers market

Unfortunately there was only one vendor with vegetables but their selection was good and prices were very reasonable

The main building is an antique shop and I really liked it. Each section was it’s own little room and it was really nice

They even had this cool chicken coop out back

Sunday got much hotter and things were much busier.  Not as busy as last weekend, but busy enough for sure.  We didn’t do any special projects, just kept up on the sites.  I did take the time to take a few pictures of Faraday Lake though.  The water was released and for the first time we can clearly see the fish channel.  This channel is actually pretty interesting as it was built by the company to protect the fish.  They don’t like warm water, so the deeper (and cooler channel) helps them live longer.

The picture doesn’t really show how huge it is

The geese are still hanging out. They like walking on the ledges

I also took this picture of the bridge that we drive over to get to Faraday. It’s a pretty tight fit

The most interesting thing that happened all day was the large booming noises that were coming from near Moore Creek.  There is a forest service area where people shoot guns right down the road and since it is in a canyon the sound really carries.  It can be startling to the white water rafters that come down from Portland, but we have gotten used to it.  Still today was a little different as these deep booming noises were going off.  When I arrived one of the raft drivers was visibly upset and since I was in “uniform” he thought I should help fix the problem.  That happens pretty frequently, as law enforcement is pretty scarce here, so the truck and uniform make us somewhat official looking.  Even though the shooting “range” wasn’t our area, I told him I would check it out and with some hesitation drove down to that area.

There is a little pull off and a huge hill which blocks the area where they shoot, so I VERY carefully walked up around the corner.  I didn’t go far, because there were at least 20 people up there and they were shooting quite a bit.  Thankfully, a couple of young guys were walking out and I asked where the booming noise was coming from. They explained that some people had Telluride targets, which according to them were not flammable just really loud and perfectly legal.  I thanked them and went back to the rafting driver, who was not happy and stated it was ruining the experience for the rafters. I didn’t disagree, in today’s climate hearing gunshots and having no idea where they are coming from, is alarming and the giant explosion sounds were worse.  But I explained it was National Forest Service land and they would need to register a complaint with them and then went on my way.

Monday was a campground day and it was my busiest one yet.  I thought it would be slow because people would be staying the entire four days, but that wasn’t the case.  I had 15 ins/outs and a full campground besides.  I was super busy and barely stopped all day, but I got all, but two of the sites clean.  People were very nice and there were lots of kids in the campground, so it was pretty pleasant until (skip the rest of this paragraph and the next one if your squeamish)  a gentleman walked up and said there was a used tampon in the men’s shower. He was so nervous and slightly embarrassed to tell me, but I thanked him.  I really would rather know these sorts of things so I could address it right away.  It’s not fun dealing with a used tampon, but at least it was quick and I don’t even want to think about why it was in the men’s shower.

Apparently it’s our weekend for that sort of thing as the newbie camp host closed the lower launch Monday night and someone pooped right on the floor in front of the toilet.  He only covers that bathroom one night a week and I don’t blame him that he wasn’t thrilled.  I heard the story when I went out on my run and found the exact same thing at Faraday.  This was a first for me, as it definitely looked deliberate and it was definitely not the way I wanted to start my day.  The only good part of the shift was when I came back to the campground and Lee told me his story.  He was getting ready to get off his shift and a woman came up and said there was poop in the women’s shower.  Lee went in to take care of it and saw a “log” laying in the drain.  He decided it looked a little too “perfectly shaped” and looked a little closer, then started laughing. It was an unopened pine cone!!  He brought it out holding it in his hand and the woman initially looked horrified, but then he let her in on the joke.  So apparently Lee has better karma than me or the other camp host, and hopefully that will be our last encounter with poop outside of a toilet for the rest of the summer.  It’s not likely though.

On the plus side I turned our recycling in and we made $13.60, which covered  the cost of the visit to the farmers market.   The recycling station is at the local super market and there was a line to recycle, so the concept is working at least in Oregon.  I’ve never really done it before, but you feed each item in one at a time and there is a pretty high tech conveyor belt and bar code reader and a slip with your total pops out at the end.  It goes faster than you would think, but it’s pretty smelly in the recycling station as well.  Stale beer is not my favorite odor.  I will say though that if nothing else this job is toughening up my olfactory senses.  I was always pretty sensitive to bad smells, but the sort of continuous assault on the senses has actually benefited me in this area.  Gotta look for the positives. And it’s a few extra bucks so I may keep doing it.  Our fellow camp hosts are also looking for ways to make some extra money.  One couple has created fire starting kits which are actually pretty creative.  They are cutting a slice of a Duraflame log, adding some newspaper and kindling and charging $4.  Pretty smart idea and one we are tucking away for the future.

 

Anyways,  we are off for a couple of days and we are going to the Timberfest, going to see fireworks and Kay is coming to visit before she heads to Korea.  So hopefully we will have a nice couple of days.  I’ve also got a couple of projects to work and that will keep me busy.

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June 2017 Budget (with Revenue)

From a financial perspective it was a good month with $3227 in income and $3085 in expenses for a net profit of $142. As happy as I am that we broke even, I will say I don’t feel adequately compensated for the work we are doing.  The problem isn’t so much the hourly rate of $14.25 but rather the fact that we are limited to 35 hours a week each. In order to get the work done in a week that we need to we are working hard!  Physically we are both very tired and the weekend schedule (three back-to-back close/opens) is brutal.  Since most of our hours are during peak customer times, we have to work extra fast to squeeze in anything extra.  That additional 5 hours each would allow us to slow down our daily pace a bit.  I only mention it because it probably isn’t that clear from the other posts how hard this job is.  We don’t have much energy for seeing the local sites and I don’t even have much energy to blog.  I was hoping that we would be able to adapt to the workload and have more energy for personal stuff,  but the combination of hard work and crazy hours is definitely taking its toll.  At least we aren’t working this hard and losing money. The details are listed below.

 

Groceries – We went over by $116 in this category.  At the beginning of the month we did a Costco run and then another big grocery run later in the month.  The costs at the local store are much higher, but the drive to the Winco is around 40 minutes.  With our schedules those are hard to do on a regular basis so we end up buying locally.  We also can’t cook dinners on Friday, Saturday, or Sunday because of our schedule, so Lee and I are both relying on prepared foods to get us through the weekends, which generally cost more money.

Dining Out – We only went over by $20 which was not bad considering our crazy schedules and the trip to the coast earlier in the month.  Part of what helps here is the local food is really not that great and since we don’t have any fast food chains in Estacada the temptation of buying fast food is taken away.

Entertainment – We were under by $75, largely because we haven’t really done much of anything.  We could have blown the whole budget when we went to the ocean though, so it’s a good thing. 

Home Equipment – We were over by $90 which was mainly some last minute camping supplies and our new silverware.  That silverware makes me super happy.  Totally worth the overage!!

 

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First Time at a Lavender Farm

Sunday despite the over 100 degree temperatures I really needed to go somewhere.  So when we heard about a nearby lavender festival I decided to give it a try.  Asking Lee to go out at noon in that kind of heat is not done lightly, but he loves me, so he decided to come along.  Lavender farms are very common here, and although I don’t like the smell of lavender particularly, I did want the opportunity to photograph them.  It was a small festival, really just two farms, but it was nice and although we didn’t stay long I was happy with the pictures I got. The festival itself was at Eagle Creek Lavender, and it really was a beautiful place.

Eagle Creek Lavender

The fields were in bloom

They had a lavender distilling machine

And a debudder

And some pretty cool drying racks.  You know it’s hot when lee is in shorts and flip flops.

This sign was in two places at the festival. Not sure what kind of crazy lavender accident they were expecting, but it was pretty clear they had no liability if one did

The best part was this really great gift shop

Sachets were super cheap, but despite going to the source I still didn’t like the smell

The honey though was absolutely fantastic and we bought a large jar of it

The house on the property was VERY nice. The lavender business must be a lucrative one

Lee took advantage of some sprayers they had set up to help with the heat

They had some BBQ available for sale

And picnic tables along the water

We saw lots of floats in the river

And you could watch them go by. We really want to do this, but there are limited put ins and take outs along the river, so it will require some planning

Lee’s favorite part was a small car collection

They had old farm trucks and a wrecker which we had never seen

The neatest one was this model which it turns out was a limited release through Sears and only a few thousand were made

Loved the hood ornament

Despite being at many car shows we have never seen one of these

It was pretty hot after looking at the cars so we drove down the road to the next farm.  Our fellow camp hosts had told us they had a beautiful view of Mt. Hood and it didn’t disappoint.  The farm itself was closed when we got there, but we were able to take a couple of pictures.  Their lavender was planted in concentric circles, which was really cool, and was much bigger and prettier than the other farm.

Mt. Hood in the background

It was nice to get out for a little while, but we had to get back to work by 5:30pm, and it was a hot one.  Still, I was glad we at least got to do one thing special during the week.  Monday was a regular work day and then on Tuesday we received a visit from Kat and Bert.  We met them at the 2016 RV-Dreams rally, and they were passing through on the way to a volunteer job in Klamath Falls.  I was a little worried that their rig would be too big for our campground, so received permission from our boss to have them stay next to us and boondock for a couple of days.  It was great seeing them and thankfully the temps were much cooler, so we spent lots of time eating meals and sitting around the fire and talking.  Kat, Bert, and I did take a tour of our river sites one day, and we went in and walked around Estacada a bit.  The town is all dressed up for the upcoming Fourth of July celebration and looked really cute.  Since I haven’t really shared many pictures of the town, I thought now was a good time to get some pics.

Sitting around the fire and catching up with Kat and Bert

I did take them down to see the ospreys

And the town of Estacada looked great with the flowers blooming

One of the best thing about the town is the numerous murals that the art council has commissioned over the years

This one, on the local grocery store, is my favorite

Bert was excited to try the local brewery

And was super bummed that it didn’t open until 4pm

So we went to the book store, but it closed at 3pm so we just kept wandering around

This combination cafe and flower shop is something I have never seen before

And Kat stopped dead in her tracks when she saw this mural

This one is on the side of a local bar and I have to admit the naked motorcyclists is a bit odd. The expression on her face was priceless though

After the tour, we bought some local beer and headed back to the campground for a fantastic steak dinner.  It was so nice for them to go to the trouble of seeing us and we are making plans to meet up in crater lake which will be near their volunteer gig.  Loved seeing them and love our RV-Dreams family!!

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First Time Working In A Utility Co. Park – Lower Launch Closure

Disclaimer: The company we are working for this summer has a very specific media policy. I will not be mentioning them by name, or mentioning the specific names of anyone I am working with, except for Lee.  Also, because it’s not really that difficult to figure out which company it is, I want to be clear: I in no way speak for the company or my co-workers, and am only recounting my personal experiences.  Also, any details I get wrong in this or any other post are due to a misunderstanding on my part.  

This was a light week for us because the Lower Launch was closed all week.  The company we worked for had a construction team come in and build some fish habitat on the reservoir, and we didn’t have to open or shut that gate or clean the restroom Mon-Friday afternoon. That was actually a good thing because the road all of our sites are on is undergoing paving and the delays getting to and from the various sites did add  some time to our day.

I hung these signs myself. Not a perfect job but it was pouring down rain and these are the first signs I have ever hung

Our original plan was for Lee to change his days off and paint the lower launch bathroom, but we received a text on Tuesday that our rig was finally being moved on Wednesday. We have been on site for 6 weeks and because the trailer couldn’t be moved in the rain, and they had some competing priorities at another campground, we weren’t able to get into our permanent spot.  We understood, but not being in our spot caused a general low-level unease so we were happy that it was getting done.  We had to be on site while it happened and I took pictures of the process.  I thought it was kind of interesting so let me show you what happened.

First we had to pack up our rig and move it down the road a bit to give them room to work.

 

The sewer tank was supposed to be emptied by the sewage company the day before but they didn’t show up

 

So the employee who coordinated the move brought “the bot”.

 

We all held our figurative (and literal) breath when he picked this up and moved it. But he went nice and slow

 

Then the construction company brought in a big fork lift

 

And lifted the trailer

 

I wondered how he was going to turn it, but our co-worker had the idea to lift it and back the semi trailer under it which was brilliant

 

Nice and easy down it went

 

And then they were off to another location

The chipmunks were going crazy the entire time.  There were two big nests underneath, but thankfully they didn’t have any babies in them.  After the trailer was moved, we waited an hour and a half and then the employee came back and used the bot to flatten the gravel on the site.  He did a really nice job, considering what he had to work with and we appreciated his attention to detail.

The trash left over after the move.

 

I used the cement blocks to make a little enclosed area for my tomato plants, which are getting huge by the way

Chipmunk nest

Flattening the site

Looked really nice when he was done

 

In our new space

While he was gone, and after he left we worked on the area in front of our new space.  I had this idea that if we could clear some of the brush away we might have a better view of the river.  Well it turned out even better than I could have hoped for and both of the campground maintenance guys took some time and helped us along the way which was very nice. It took most of our day off to get it done, but  I am absolutely thrilled to be in our permanent spot and I love the view.   The only bummer is we are still very close to the very bright LED street light and at night it completely lights up our rig.  I did talk to our boss on Thursday and asked if we could possibly have a switch added because it does feel a little bit like we are in a parking lot. These sort of things happen when you are moving into a new spot and as our boss said, it never occurred to him how bright it would be because he never comes to the site at night.

So full of brush you could barely see the water

 

First Lee took the big limbs down that were hanging out into the road

 

Then he went down into the brush and weed whacked. I used the limb loppers

 

We were making progress.  The front layer was gone

 

Then I stood at the top and yelled out where the remaining few small brush areas were. This was pretty funny since we had to yell and the guys were shaking trees to show me where they were

 

Voila!!

On Thursday I also got extremely lucky and managed to get a hitch for our work truck.  Part of the challenge of everyone covering multiple sites with limited cell coverage is it is hard to coordinate with people, but I got extremely lucky and on Thursday when I stopped by the office all the major players were in the same area.  Folks really do want to help us, but as I said folks are going in a million directions, but today all the stars aligned and we got a hitch for the truck.  This is a big deal, because now we can use the riding mower, sprayer, and water trailer without needing to take the hitch from the folks at our sister location.  I was very excited!!

On Friday we went into Gresham so Lee could get his physical blood work done and we could go to Winco.  We also decided to break down and buy some new silverware, since our current set is missing quite a few pieces.  It’s a shame because we both love the pattern and the “heft” of it, but when we tried to order a replacement set online the “exact replacement” was considerably lighter weight.  Lee actually weighed it and our old silverware  knife was 90 grams and the new one was 67 grams.  Not cool!  Thankfully Amazon has a wonderful return policy so we are shipping that silverware back and decided to go into Bed, Bath, and Beyond so we could actually hold the silverware in our hands.  It sounds like a lot of trouble, and it actually was, but we spent about 45 minutes picking out new silverware.

Why?  Well some things in our minds require actual handling before purchase and it is not coincidental that many of these things matter to us on a deeper level as a measure of financial stability.  When we were young and poor we had cheap sheets, cheap silverware, cheap plates, and cheap knives.  As we became more successful we replaced those things with better quality.  Some of those items we happily traded in when we start our new lifestyle.  Our new plates for example were extremely inexpensive and  the major factors were whether they were microwave safe and whether or not they were breakable.  Glasses went through the same process, with heavy-duty drinking glasses giving way to a plastic alternative.  But a few things we weren’t willing to change for their cheaper alternative (I’ve spent lots of time talking about the importance of 800 thread count sheets to us), and silverware instantly fell into this category.

We’ve had the same set for at least 10 years now, but over the last few years have lost a piece here and a piece there at various group dinners and we were to the point where we were constantly running low on forks.  It’s kind of funny to me that we were both 100% in agreement over the necessity to replace them with something good, but I suppose it makes sense because we both like to eat.  Lee was more concerned with the shape of the spoons (lots of weird stuff out there now) and I was more concerned with the shape of the small forks, but eventually we narrowed it down and selected something we could both live with.  The winner was Towle  brand and the pattern was Stephanie.   We also splurged and got a great deal on Cuisinart steak knives (as our steak knives were even older than the silverware) and we got a heck of a deal for $19.99.  One of the store employees also gave us outstanding customer service and spent lots of time with us as we picked out the knives.  He actually helped us hone in on a cheaper alternative which rarely happens in a store experience.

Steak knives

 

They were super sharp!

 

And I love, love my new silverware

When we got back on Friday we started our day with a 2pm maintenance meeting.  Lee is not usually a fan of meetings, but our supervisor ran a really good one and everyone was engaged and lots of questions were either put on the table or resolved. He also talked to us about the upcoming heat and made it clear he was fine with our moving our schedule (as possible) or moving tasks to the coolest part of the day.  That was really nice of him and showed he trusted our judgement which I appreciated.  The company provides sunscreen and electrolyte drink packs to their employees to help with the heat and we also learned they have a 24 hour nurse hotline to help with work related injury.  More nice benefits of working for a large company.

After the meeting, we headed out to do our runs and every place we went was pretty crowded.  Shutting the Culvert gate at 8pm was a bit challenging since there were groups of teenagers looking for a place to hang out, but I had no qualms about shooing them away and making them find another spot. Turns out I am pretty militant about gate closures and the main reason for that is trash.  The crowds in the morning are generally pretty good about cleaning up after themselves, but the later it gets the messier (and drunker) folks are so the early cut-off is a good thing.  Lower Launch also reopened on Friday and it was both packed and a bit messy, but because it had been closed all week we expected it to be a little rougher.

Saturday though was crazy.  It was really hot (highs of 97) and it seemed like everyone headed to the river. I don’t blame them, there is no local swimming pool and the river, with its mountain stream water, is a great place to cool off.  Unfortunately, there is no good place in this area for people to swim.  The river and reservoir have lots of places for folks who want to raft and kayak,  and lots of places for fishermen, but minimal places for people to cool off in the river/reservoir. I know there is a local committee that meets regularly to talk about the river resources and is very serious about apportioning them, but I am not sure that people who want to swim are represented.  The rafting companies are there and local fishermen, but with all this river space, I am not sure why there aren’t more picnic/swim areas.  Because of the lack, the lower launch tiny beach (if you can call it that)  fills up, then the culvert and folks keep getting pushed up river.  The large marina gets full, then the Promontory Day use and finally that small dock down by us.  At one point in the day our fellow camp host counted 41 people on that tiny dock, which is really way too many.  I think the problem is the current is too swift for swimming up river and the forest service only has one place (Big Eddy) where folks can go swim.  None of this is really much of an issue during the week or when the weather is rainy or cooler, but on a hot weekend every single place is packed.

That meant more work for us of course and once again we were trying to squeeze in an extra project.  I have been wanting to spray down the pit toilets since we arrived here, but needed a water source to do it.  There was a solution to this problem of course, a big water tank that is normally used for transporting fish, but we needed a hitch and a working trailer to make all that work.  Since we got the hitch we needed now we needed the trailer.  Since it had sat over the winter, Lee and one of the camp hosts spent the better part of 2 hours replacing the battery, making sure the brakes worked, putting air in the tires, etc.  I also learned how to tell the difference between a 4 cylinder and a 2 cylinder engine and how to use the hose on the tank.  I have to say everyone has been really great about showing me how to do mechanical stuff.  Occasionally they seemed surprised I have never done a thing before, but I always point to Lee and say married to a guy like him, how much maintenance do you think I’ve had to do in my life 🙂 The best part of this job (aside from the view) has been the opportunity for me to learn new things and I really appreciate folks helping me with that.

The water trailer with a 300 gallon tank

 

It had a water pump, hose, and engine on it to pump the water

Finally it was done so we took it up to one of the fish ladder labs to fill it up. They have a huge hose and we filled the 300 gallon tank in less than a minute. The bad news was that it was lake water, and although it was pretty clean it does have lots of pine needles in it.  That isn’t a big deal when you are using the hose to water plants, but whenever we tried to use a sprayer it got clogged up pretty quick.  Still we muddled through and Lee and I sprayed down the toilets at Faraday, then I took the trailer all by myself up to Hole in The Wall and Moore Creek and did those bathrooms.  Those sites are actually great because they are designed for boat trailers, and I had no difficulty pulling in and turning around.  We didn’t do Lower Launch (which probably needs it the most) because of the crowds, but Lee is going to tackle it on Monday.

So it was a really hot and crowded weekend (temps hit 101 on Sunday), but we took our supervisor’s advice and did most hard tasks in the morning or evenings.  I also spent more time down at the lower launch directing traffic which the folks with boats seemed to appreciate.  My only complaint about the weekend was the incredible amount of trash that was generated.  Mostly people were very good about getting it into a trash can but almost every can was full of beer cans and beer bottles.  Oregon has a very generous recycle policy, so I am not sure why folks aren’t packing those out, but what are you going to do.  I completely get it is our job, by the way, but since I am not much of a drinker, it’s never going to be my favorite thing.  I am super tempted to start recycling those bottles myself for the extra cash, but can’t face picking through all that garbage.  At 5 cents a can/bottle though it might be worth it.  To give you an idea of the scope of it, we currently have 20 trash cans we check at least once a day.  On Sunday we emptied 12 bags of trash in the morning and on our evening run we emptied 17.  That was a total of 29, very full, big black trash bags.  Like I said, a lot of trash.

Despite the heat, we did take a little bit of time on our break on Sunday and went to a local lavender festival.  I got some really nice pictures, but am going to wait and share them in the next post.  Oh, and Kat and Bert are coming to see us on Tuesday which I am super excited about, so we should have some fun on our days off next week, and the week after July 4th our youngest daughter is going to stop by and spend a few days with us on her way back across the country from San Francisco before she heads off to Korea for a year.

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