Arrived in Coos Bay. Stopped into Porters RV repair to have a few things checked. They were professional and friendly. Took care of antennae problem and strut mechanism. They noticed the roof needs resealing. Got an appointment to take care of it Saturday. Stayed in Charleston Marina RV Park a night. Heard wind and rain storm would be coming in so I put a tarp over the back area with skylight to keep dry for resealing. The tarp stayed on through wild wind gusts. Sun is out this morning but strong gusts continue. Was pleasantly surprised at the reasonable price to reseal roof. I recommend Porters in Coos Bay for RV repair. Walked up the street to The Blue Moon, had a few beers, spoke to a few locals, and ran into Christopher who I met in Charleston. Met the boat owner, Jerrard. A young man who had no fishing experience 3 years ago. Bought his first boat and learned as he went. Both are from SE Oregon, loggers, and out fishing for Black Cod on a military boat that they revamped into a trawler. Bought him and 2 friends a drink with slot machine winnings. Took the dogs for a walk through Coos Bay. A laid back town. Seems a possible place to buy into.
In the morning drove down the coast from Coos Bay to Gold Beach. Sandy beaches are spotted with rock formations shaped by pounding surf. Pine tree covered mountains come down to meet the beach, adding drama to the scene.
Beach people are more sparse. Took dogs for a walk on Turtle Beach after checking into Turtle Rock RV Resort which rests on the south edge of Hunter Creek. There is a huge comical rock formation looks turtlesque, thus Turtle Rock.. More to explore here. I’ll stay another night before heading to Brookings.
Along the way are some most beautiful beaches I’ve ever seen, surpassing Hawaiian beaches in my opinion. If you’re a surfer you may not think so. Waves probably don’t measure up.
The beautiful beaches continue driving from Gold Beach to Brookings; some of the best in terms of sheer beauty. Sun held out for me until first night in Brookings. Harris State Park was full. Went 8 miles east along Chetco River to Loeb State Park. Glad I did.
Forested, quiet, close to river with nature trails. Signed up for 3 nights.
Heard a crunch when I was backing into spot. Can’t figure out what got crunched.
My backing up skills are much improved. If you’ve ever tried backing a 30’ trailer don’t forget to give it a try in your lifetime. Everything is backwards. You’re looking in a mirror, backwards. Logic is reversed. It’s like learning to speak a foreign language.
The wheel turns opposite the way you want the back end to go.
I get one radio station here. I can play my Ipod, so that works.
Gray and rainy today. Feeling a creative urge. I’ll do some sketching today.
Went into a beer tasting at Chetco Brewing Company last night. People were friendly. Spoke to three bright, nice people. One young woman and two guys in semi-retirement.
She came up from LA gangland and started over here at brewery. She was nice and gave me directions to her fave beach, Secret Beach.
Keith was funny and over confident in a fun way, from Frisco area. He listed off at least a dozen occupations he’s had, from janitor to techie. He was impressed that I sold everything and changed my life, at least for a year. We both favored the same brew: Block & Tackle.
My 3 days in Brookings area went quickly. Most of time was relaxing, walking along the Chetco River, and exploring the beaches.
Crossed the border into California, Crescent City. Looking forward to seeing the Giant Redwoods. Suddenly my mind’s flooded with memories of art school in Pasadena. People I haven’t thought about in years (Liz, Carol, Lou, Ken, Gary, Mary, Jeff, and on...) I was so poor back then, and ashamed of being poor. Made the best of things (variations of Top Ramen). Graduated with honors (was a big deal). Art Center shaped my future (I did work hard). Wish I could go back and do it over again! It would be fun to go through new digital art courses knowing what I know now! I could absorb and learn fast. An art school like Art Center (I would expect) the early program still be centered on traditional drawing, painting, and design. Amazing new software to illustrate, design, and animate , would be fun to be learning again. Hey, why not start learning now? Actually it does feel like I’m learning new skills everyday. I can setup or breakdown camp in 30 minutes or less. Skills I’m learning now are how to live. Took a day walking through Jedediah Redwood Forest, it was phenomenal. I wanted a picture of me hugging a huge ancient tree, but I got too shy to ask someone to take it.
There were people spread out on the trail, so I only ran into a few groups.
This is the location for Star Wars with Ewoks zipping through forest fast on flying cars. I couldn’t snap enough pics! Inevitably, to capture the size of the tree, distortion is necessary. A sign said no dogs. Had to leave JP and GG in shaded truck cab. Some ignored signs and brought dogs anyway.
Trying not to judge people can be very difficult. Dressed up with jewels and hair like they’re going to the opera with 2 dogs to walk through the forest. It was so tempting to inform them there were no dogs allowed. I restrained myself and reminded myself, I am not enforcer or California citizen, just another creature of the universe. Somehow you know any efforts to announce rules are never appreciated by the ones breaking them. My years at Pike Place Market dealing with powerless people using rules to feel powerful. Watching every little thing you do so when the find a rule violation they can shout about it. I decide to not be petty so I petted the dogs. It seems like the dogs should be allowed and not the people. The dogs would not cut down the trees.
Maybe piss on them. I’m no expert but It would take tons of dog piss to kill a redwood.
I did not say a word to the people, just smiled.
Got back to Crescent City and walked around. Had dinner at the Charter House out on the bay. Saw two dozen Pelicans doing their quirky dances and rituals in tandem.
It looked to be a performance the way 3 would take flight, circle round, and hover above, drop down and sit gently on the water with some weird neck spasms.
There were 3 seals and many Terns and gulls. A salty old dude with his Jack Russell buddy said hello. I stopped and we talked a good half hour. He was retired from fixing Hobart machines. He said there were sardines swimming in bay.
Went to bed early to be rested for morning departure.
In the morning I decided my route. I’ll go to Crater Lake and cut across Oregon and Idaho to visit Grand Teton Park in Wyoming. Maybe head north from there to Yellowstone if weather holds out for late September.
I drove North to Medford and stocked up from Costco on dog food, beer, coffee, and gas. Made it late into Crater Lake. It was after 8pm. Pitch dark. Stars out in force. Made it to west camp called Mazama Village Campground. According to sign the camp was full. Found my way to kiosk and had a choice of 5 different spots.
There’s no water or electric hookup in the spot I took. The wi-fi is too weak to get internet. Morning is around 30F. I run the heater for a while but windows are covered with condensation (bad). So I shut off heat, open a few windows, and put on a coat.
Today I’ll discover Crater Lake.