Living on the Oregon coast, I experienced one of the chilliest summers I’ve ever lived through. This morning, as the Chetco effect raised temperatures in Brookings, Emma and I hit the road to head for Valley of the Rogue State Park outside of Medford, OR. Now at six in the evening, it’s still 92* here. I’ve gone from several layers of clothing to shorts and a tee shirt today, and there’s not much cooling in the forecast for the next week.
The 110 mile drive up and down rte. 199 was mostly uneventful. There was only one close call as a truck pulling a camping trailer misjudged a curve and swerved into my lane. I’m afraid I said a couple of bad words when that happened.
I was in no big rush, so when ever a pullout occurred, I moved over so people could pass. Ended up doing that ten times, and got more happy toots of the horns then I’ve ever had from happy drivers. Slow and steady wins the race today.
Pulled right into site D-26, plugged in the electric and turned on the AC. Had a little trouble switching the DISH over from portable to automatic, but eventually I got it figured out. Then about 4:00, Sue and Mo and pipsqueak Matty stopped by to visit. Emma and Matty rolled around play fighting in the dust, and both ended up looking like junkyard dogs. What a mess!
Tomorrow, is another drive of about 120 miles to get to Tule Lake NWR in California. With this heat wave, I’m glad I divided the trip into two days instead of one. With the stress of today’s drive, and the soaring temps, I was ready to quit when I arrived this afternoon.
Thanks for stopping by… talk to you later, Judy