Current Location: Rocky Point, Oregon 74 Degrees F and Mostly Sunny
Mo and I have been lucky enough to meet some delightful people as we travel around in the MoHo. Most readers know about the infamous meet and greets of people who have known each other only through the internet, and the extended family of RV bloggers who read and comment on each other’s blogs over the years.
For people like the two of us, somewhat solitary and not especially socially inclined, the people that we have met in this way have been an incredible treasure, and some have become life long friends. Judy, Travels with Emma, is one of those. We have enjoyed each other’s company in the past out on the road. It was great to have her volunteering here in Oregon, close enough that she could manage a short visit.
Mo and I drive that road between Rocky Point and Brookings often, so much so that we are almost immune to the narrow curving highway and its steep drop-offs. It is a four hour drive, a little less than 200 miles, and most of the time, the scenery is gorgeous. Not so much this time for Judy, with smoke from both the California and Oregon fires converging in the Rogue Valley, and coming over the crest of the Cascades to settle into the Klamath Basin as well.
In spite of the smoke, when Judy arrived mid-day, after a bit of visiting and a few snacks, we loaded up the kayaks and headed down the road to the public boat launch at Rocky Point. Even though there were some towering thunderheads overhead, the skies were quiet, and no sign of thunder or lightning frightened us away from the glassy, still waters.
It was a perfect day for Judy’s second foray into a kayak, nice and still, no wind, no current. I was impressed with her ability to slip into the kayak easily, (well almost easily), and do a pretty good job of keeping up with us. We wandered around Recreation Creek a bit before deciding to paddle south into the Harriman Creek spring run so Judy could see the incredibly clear water.
Even though some rather fat drops of rain fell on us, it wasn’t enough to dampen our spirits or get us wet.
It was Mattie’s first trip out in the kayak, and she wore her new little vest with pride and did great. She stood up most of the time, watching where the boat was headed, often turning around to Mo to be sure that everything was all right.
I so loved being back on the creek, on the bay, in the boat once again. I have really missed our times kayaking this year and hope that in the next few months before winter we don’t wait so long between paddling days.
Back home in the late afternoon, I finished up the ribs, making sure I did some “naked” ones for Judy and some gooey sticky ones for us and with some roasted potatoes and a salad. It was the first time that we had introduced Mattie and Emma and the two did just great.
I was amazed at how gentle Emma was with little Mattie, getting down to her level and so gently putting her paw on her to subdue her. Mattie would have none of that, however, and because Emma was so good with her, she was all smartie pants hot stuff, thinking how tough she was. It was great fun watching them tussle around.
Judy seemed to enjoy the cabin, although the extensive booklet of instructions that Mo left for the composting toilet were a bit much. We told her, “Just turn the crank, Judy”. I guess it worked fine, since I never did notice Judy sneaking outside to the old outhouse.
After breakfast the next day, Judy and Emma and I headed east through Klamath Falls toward the Tulelake and Lower Klamath National Wildlife Refuges. It would have been a beautiful drive if not for the smoke, and I spent a lot of time telling Judy what she would be seeing if the skies weren’t so murky.
I’ll let Judy tell you about our day, but the best part for me was Judy’s excitement when she saw the birds. “Oh, I am back in my element”, she exclaimed when we pulled off Stateline Road at the first sighting of birds in the marsh. It was great fun for me to view the refuge through Judy’s eyes, and as usual, when I am with Judy, I learned so much.
Loved seeing the mama grebe feeding her babies
After a long day exploring, we arrived home late afternoon and settled in a bit before I built a taco supper for the three (five) of us to share at the picnic table. We have lots of places to sit around the property, but often find that we end up in the same place most of the time. It was fun having Judy here, because we sat around in some different chairs, and ate at the picnic table instead of on the porch table. Silly how you can get in a rut sometimes.
After breakfast Judy headed back to the coast, and Mo and I slipped back into work/chore mode. Tomorrow we will be going again to Grants Pass and the Cottage. We try to get there at least every ten days or so to be sure things are OK, and keep the little patch of lawn watered. The “Cottage” in Grants Pass
Our other projects are coming along, bit by bit. My house on Painter Street is waiting for the appraisal and the closing and with the buyer renting from me until that time, Mo and I no longer have to maintain that property.
The Old Fort Road Apartments in Klamath Falls
Mo’s apartments in Klamath Falls are coming along as well, with the exterior painting and repair nearly finished, and the interior of the apartment Mo and I plan to use all freshly painted. Daughter Melody with grandson Xavier, and granddaughter Axel are well settled in their two apartments, and Mo and I plan to spend time there this winter when we aren’t here in Rocky Point or out traveling. It is smaller, easier to maintain, less snow to plow, and yes, cable internet…unlimited bandwidth. You have no idea how much I am looking forward to that!
The “Big House” at Rocky Point
Then again, with more than a decade of treasured time here at the Big House in Rocky Point, there will be a bit of nostalgia of course when it comes time to actually downsize and leave it behind. That is for a future time, however, and for now we are enjoying having this place to share with family and good friends now and then.