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The Final Wistful Wanderers Blog

Yes, our faithful readers, our blog has come to a close. It’s been a wonderful journey – literally going on down the road and writing about our travels. When we retired and started this dream life, we projected about a ten-year duration of living in an RV and seeing the country.

Thanks to our good health, a reliable and comfortable motor home and all the careful driving and planning (primarily done by Doug) our life has gone smoothly and happily as planned.

As of today, we have covered over 50,000 miles in our motor home and stayed at 327 campgrounds. We towed our car behind us almost all of those miles. We also put many more miles on our reliable CRV (more than 80,000 miles) that took us on roads our large home couldn’t go and provided local transportation for us to groceries, laundry and other errands.

It is now easier to name the states we have not visited on these travels: Kansas – mostly didn’t get there because of weather. Vermont, New Hampshire, Delaware and Rhode Island – always intended to spend time in these states but on our northeastern travels we were often focused on getting to Maine and spending time in Acadia. Louisiana would have been fun but somehow, we got sidetracked. We did spend time there in our pop-up trailer. We never wanted to do the long trek to Alaska, but we look forward to a cruise there some day. Hawaii and its volcanoes and flowers call to me so maybe a trip there is in our future.

That means we visited 42 states!

Over the past ten years, we have had many volunteer opportunities. Most notably we spent seven winter seasons at Kartchner Caverns in southeastern Arizona. We have served in several positions over these years: Gatehouse Attendant, Trailer for Cave Tours, and Portal Attendant. Doug drove the Tram. I did Front Desk, Interpretive Desk and Junior Ranger Programs. Both of us most enjoyed doing the Cave Tours. We also worked on many of the special events held at the park.

In Florida, we spent three months in a mangrove forest at Oleta River State Park. I did gatehouse and Doug was on trash patrol and woodworking.

We had an interesting few months on the Snake River at Ice Harbor Lock and Dam in the Tri-City area of Washington. We ran the Visitor Center/Museum and lived at Charbonneau Army Corps of Engineers Park. We both did tours of the Center as well as the Lock and Dam.

We got back to the Snake River in Idaho where we did interpretive programming at Hells Gate State Park. Our programs were diverse – bats, Smokey Bear, Junior Ranger Scavenger Hunts, Food on Lewis and Clark’s Journey, Crafts from Nature’s Bounty and more.

The Willamette Valley in Oregon captured us a few times – first was a summer at Champoeg State Park overseeing the visitor center and gift shop. Farmer Doug tended the 1860’s Kitchen Garden.

After this coming summer we will have spent two lovely summers at Thompson’s Mills State Park in Shedd, Oregon between Albany and Eugene. The 150-year-old grist mill provided lots of opportunities for us to show visitors how it works and to share its history.

And we even got to do tours of a lighthouse! Cape Meares State Park near Tillamook, Oregon had us living right on the dunes of Cape Lookout Beach and our scenic drive along the coast brought us to the shortest lighthouse in Oregon. Giving about 20 tours a day there was fun, and we learned a new history.

The last few years have seen changes – big changes in the way we travel and the way we budget our travels. Since Covid-19, campgrounds and RV parks are much more crowded, making it necessary to plan far in advance. No longer just drifting down the highway and making a last-minute decision to stop for a night or two.

The costs for the same camping sites have in some cases tripled. Often this means we book at least a week-long stay to save money. We love to see the increased interest in our National and State Parks, but our visits there now include traffic jams, long waits to see the sights, decreased available times and sometimes we can’t get in at all.

We have recently become even more concerned about these national and state treasures. Our friends who volunteer in these parks and the rangers we know there have encountered drastic cuts in staffing which are resulting in curtailed services. We count ourselves lucky to have been able to schedule special things like cave tours, ranger talks and tours, and a myriad of amazing experiences all over the country. As we hear of parks closed several days a week, limited admissions, eliminated interpretive opportunities, we feel bad for the rest of the world who will undoubtedly miss out. So as happy as we are that we were there at the right time, we are distressed to think of future generations who may miss these wonders.

And our last few years have been a bit repetitive. This makes writing a blog about our travels a struggle to keep it fresh and interesting. We have spent the last seven winters volunteering at Kartchner Caverns in southeastern Arizona. While our summers have seemed diverse and fun for us, our travel has been basically the same route from Arizona to some place in the Pacific Northwest. This translates in writing to boring.

We have other reasons to make some life changes. Driving the motorhome is tiring and our travel days are a stressor for Doug and myself. Thanks to Doug’s inscrutable planning, excellent driving skills and his ability to completely focus on the road, we have been safe. As the roads we travel become more crowded, we find it less enjoyable. And we got into this lifestyle to enjoy ourselves!

So, here’s what we’ve done:
This past November, after difficult deliberations on our part, we made a huge decision to “retire” from Kartchner Caverns. It was hard to do this. We love our experiences of introducing that beautiful cave to visitors. Our tours brought us joy and great satisfaction. In our past work life, neither of us found that kind of joy and satisfaction in our jobs. But it was time for us to go on to the next phase of our lives.

We left our beautiful site at Kartchner in Benson, AZ; said goodbye to the cave; and promised our friends there we would continue to socialize with them. A few years ago, we explored the possibility of spending our winters in this same area but in an RV resort. The perfect spot opened up for us just when we needed it.

In November we moved into SKP Saguaro RV Co-op Resort, an Escapees park just on the other side of Benson. We were in a rental site for just a month, and soon we were able to become leaseholders. Our first leased site was a bare gravel lot with wonderful neighbors. And then, just a month after that we were in the right position to change to a lot with a casita with our motor home right next to it.

This casita is the first “sticks and bricks” home we have had in almost 10 years. We have a lifetime lease on this lot, so we have a permanent place to return to whenever we need it. Our casita was one of the first built in this park and it has a wonderful view of the Dragoon Mountains.

We wasted no time to make it our own. It was a flurry of picking out paint, cabinets, a countertop, floors and some simple furnishings. It’s a pretty little place – an open room that has a futon, a modified kitchen area (no ranges allowed), a desk, a dining table and a full bathroom with a decent sized closet. It gives us a little extra space but most exciting of all, we can have company stay with us without crowding into the RV and sharing a bathroom.

We already had plans for this summer, and we are going through with them – a relaxing month in Florence, Oregon and then three months of what might be our last volunteer gig – returning to Thompson’s Mills State Park to give tours of the 150-year-old grist mill.

And we will retrace our route once again at the end of the summer and return to Arizona to our home base. Due to changes happening in South Dakota that affect full time RVers, we are in the process of changing our residence to Arizona. This change adds to our living costs, but it feels like the right way to go.

Life is good in our new park – a very busy, active and friendly place. Since it is a Co-Op, we are all expected to contribute to the workings of the park. And Doug and I got involved right away. Doug is Secretary of the Budget Committee, is a member of the Technology Committee which has him helping members with their devices and he also contributes his time and expertise to the local park TV channel that we all access. I have joined the Welcome Committee – just being friendly and welcoming short-term, first-time visitors about one day a month. And I just took on the role of Co-Chair of the Volunteer Coordinating Committee. I do Qi Gong in the mornings and often spend time with some wonderful women who craft in the afternoons.

There is always something to do here – movie nights, speakers, hiking and walking, dances, music jam sessions and plenty of food and socializing events. We still get to hang out with our Kartchner friends, and we love having family nearby. It’s a full schedule in a happy place. We couldn’t ask for more.
If we find a similar resort in the Oregon area, we might commit to a summer rental there. But travel will be by car or plane. We plan to sell our beautiful Tiffin Class A Diesel Motorhome. We will probably replace it with something stationary on our casita lot. But that’s a decision for the future. For now, it’s just nice to look forward to this next phase of our lives. And we can look back at the memories of our journey around this beautiful country.

If you find yourself looking for an adventure in Southeast Arizona during the winter months, stay with us in our cozy casita. We would love to share this part of the desert and all it has to offer. We aren’t saying good-bye to traveling – just doing it a little differently so that means we may get to your neck of the woods.

Hope to see you as we move through this life – stay safe. Remember life is a journey and “the journey is home.”

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Lighthouse Duty

We can check off another item on our bucket list. When we first started traveling and RVing, we visited a lighthouse on the Pacific and had a conversation with the State Park volunteers who were giving tours there. We thought that would be an interesting thing for us to do.

Last year, while spending time along the Oregon Coast, we visited state parks to see which ones would be fun for us. Our visit to Cape Meares Lighthouse seemed to be the perfect place. It’s a short lighthouse – only 37 feet tall so that means less stairs to tease our knees. And the history, the story, was one we could get into. So, we met with the Volunteer Supervisor, checked out the potential sites we could be living in, and walked along the beautiful beach. We applied and were accepted and scheduled to work August and September 2024.

We are here – now almost a month into this – and we are enjoying this beachy life. Our campsite is just on the other side of the dunes, so it is a short walk to the beach, and we are not dealing with the usual strong winds because of the dunes sheltering us. The site itself is right next to a busy bathroom/shower house and our neighbors are mostly tent campers in no hook up sites. We weren’t sure how this would work for us. But after experiencing a few campers walking through the back of our campsite to the restroom, we chose to not stress out over it. For those of you non-camping folks, it is considered bad campground etiquette to walk through someone else’s site. Some people get outraged over that. It doesn’t happen as much as we thought it would – so we adjusted our attitude and now we just ignore it. And it has brought us a few good conversations.

In spite of large groups camping near us, there is little to no noise at night. And, all the people walking back and forth on the road just gives us something to watch. We’ve met some great folks – a family from Maryland, two guys in a meticulously renovated VW Wagon, and lots more who make life in this campground pleasant.

The beach – it is huge – the flat sand means low tide goes way, way out. The only shells are sand dollars – mostly in small broken pieces, some with just their crown cracked and then the rare perfect ones that somehow Doug finds. Sometimes we see Dungenous crab shells, an occasional mussel shell, almost no rocks and a sprinkling of seaweed. There are small Moon Jellies and larger more colorful Vilella jellyfish. The best part is during most parts of the day, the sand is deserted. I’ve been out there in the early evenings, and I am ALONE! What a feeling. Like the whole world is just mine!

Our job is giving tours of the lighthouse and running the gift shop. We do overt 20 tours a day – 12 to 15 minutes long – and we take turns. The lighthouse is only open from 11 to 4 with a half hour break at 2 pm for our lunch. The tours can comfortably accommodate up to 8 people at a time. We often have to turn people away. So we have a color system to control the groups which seems to be working just fine. Whichever one of us is not giving tours handles sales and organizing these tours. It is very fast paced. The days whiz by.

The view out the front door of the lighthouse!

It is a long day. We are working Thursdays, Fridays, and Saturdays and every other Wednesday. We met the other couple who alternate with us, and they were great – very helpful. To be at the lighthouse ready to open the door, we leave our campsite at about 9:30 to pick up our loaner car (the rangers call it Blueberry) and our bank for the day. We also often transport inventory for the gift shop.

It is a slow half hour drive up the coast about 10 miles on the winding road. We do have a convenient parking spot near the lighthouse but we have to unlock two set of bollards to get there.

We keep the lighthouse clean by dusting and sweeping and we restock the merch. We close promptly at 4 pm, count the bank, lock up and drive to the ranger station where we turn in our bank. So far, with a few tiny mishaps, our money has been perfect.

The visitors are thrilled to actually get into the lighthouse. Many lighthouses are in disrepair and are not safe for tours. They seem to enjoy the history and story we tell them while standing in the close quarters of the mechanical room. Our second floor is closed due to some damage. That means we walk up and down only 15 steps – a metal circular staircase.

We have a free washer and dryer for our use in another campground loop. Groceries are a half hour away in Tillamook, so we try to do that just once a week. This week we chose The Tillamook Creamery for lunch – we have already done the factory tour so it was just lunch for us – a perfect wedge salad for me and an excellent grilled cheese for Doug. It was insanely busy there so that may be our only visit this summer.

We are happy here – we both love our long beach walks, either together or separately. The weather starts out overcast in the mornings and often turns sunny. The winds have been relatively mild, and we are not complaining about the cool temperatures – 60s and 70s.

This bucket list item is happily checked off!

This gull was waiting for us on the drive home from the lighthouse almost every day!

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Vacation in Florence

Although sometimes it may seem that our whole lives are a vacation, we took most of the month of July to take time off to relax in the pretty Oregon harbor town of Florence.

The marina on the Siuslaw River is quiet most days and then there are the days when it is busy with fishing boats launching. For us the pleasant walk along the marina boardwalk and then along Bay Street is a perfect blend of scenery and window-shopping. The shops along the way hold treasures to gaze at and we have tried a few of the wonderful restaurants. Getting out every day (except one all-day much needed rainy day) and taking this walk two or three times a day gives us some good exercise. And the SPCA Thrift Store at the other end of town provided several new items for our wardrobes.

Florence has activities – Tuesday Farmer’s Market with fresh local produce and a Saturday/Sunday Craft Market. We went to the Bay Street Bash – an old-fashioned block party with a good band, dancing in the street, free ice cream and popcorn and tons of games and crafts.

Our favorite days this year was a visit from our family. Jake drove 7 hours plus to get him, Julie and our three amazing grandchildren to Florence. We ate meals together and ice cream from B.J.’s almost every day. We had a full sunny warm (70’s) day at Heceta Head Beach and we explored the Sea Lion Caves another day. Great and happy memories!

We like Florence for many reasons. One is the weather – when we stayed last June I complained because it was often cold and windy. This July was warmer and still windy but I can’t complain when temperatures elsewhere are extreme highs or there are catastrophic weather events, or the wildfire smoke makes breathing difficult. So now weather in Florence is a plus.

The Oregon Coast is a good place of relief from weather worries. And we don’t worry much about tsunamis.

We like Florence enough to think about it as a potential semi-permanent home – maybe a summer get-away in a condo or retirement community. We are making plans for a stay in the campground next summer and we plan to check out what’s available in housing in the area then.

So, happy August 1st!  We traveled a few hours up the coast to our next volunteer assignment – Cape Meares Lighthouse and a new adventure for us.

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Relaxing Time in California and Oregon

After one pleasant and relaxing night in a pretty RV park with splashing water fountains in sparkling ponds, we left Red Bluff, CA and drove on I-5 through mountains along the Sacramento River and past Shasta Lake with snow-capped Mount Shasta in front of us most of the way.

Sacramento River next to campground in Red Bluff, CA

Our destination for the start of the busy Fourth of July week is Valley of the Rogue State Park in Oregon. Last time we stayed there we attended a Pow-Wow but we don’t see any activities posted during this stay. After weeks of desert scrub, it was refreshing to see the tall pine forests. Valley of the Rogue is a nature-filled campground cut into a forest of huge evergreens. The air is pine-scented and it’s nice to see every kind of camper – from small tents to RVs like ours. The loop we stayed in had full hook-ups so we had the rustic while enjoying our comforts.

The weather was perfect – light breezes and enough shade that the high temperatures were not a hindrance to sitting outside. I had time to sew outside while listening to an audiobook. My idea of perfect.

After Valley of the Rogue, we backtracked a few miles to Southern Oregon Campground – a nicely landscaped cement pad in a pretty park. We never backtrack, but getting reservations is always difficult during holiday time. Thanks to Doug’s diligence, we had great accommodations.

More pleasant days of just relaxing. We spent the Fourth of July just hanging out. Traveling days can be stressful and we will be working at a new job in August and September. So we are practicing relaxing when we have the opportunity – and this is our plan for our almost-a-month stay in Florence, Oregon. We love Old Town Florence and have been looking forward to our “vacation” there.

Fireworks in Central Point, OR

We just confirmed that our daughter Julie and family will visit us in Florence, so I am happily planning meals together and walks through Old Town with them. There definitely will be special treats for the children and maybe a night or two of babysitting so Julie and Jake can take a break. Whatever we wind up doing will be fun with this wonderful family.

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Carson City, Capital of Nevada, the Silver State

We had reservations for a full week at Carson RV Resort. No beautiful views at our site which faces the back of a Costco, but we are surrounded by foothill mountains. We are in a safe and convenient park to use as a home base as we explore Carson City. And the giant building helped protect us from the constant winds.

This is our second visit to Carson City. Years ago, we took a family trip to visit Doug’s sister, Bev and her family. We remember the great times we had exploring the area. For me, that was my first glance at the majestic mountains of the West – the beautiful Sierra Nevadas and their rolling foothills. Before that trip, the furthest west I had been was Gettysburg, PA. I remember coming out of the airport and taking a deep breath – my first breath of the clean light air. And now we have time to check out even more of this city.

We drove a short distance into the heart of the city and visited the Nevada State Museum and Mint. The displays were impressive. The exhibit about the old silver mining industry was a twisting trek through realistic mines. The displays were as diverse as Nevada – including the Nevada State fossil, the ichthyosaur and some ice age megafauna. We saw antique slot machines and incredible samples of the many minerals in this state’ s soil. We watched the old Coin Press in operation which goes back to 1870 and is the official US Branch Mint.

Nevada State Museum (in the original Mint building)
The “mine” in the basement of the museum
Mammoth!

We couldn’t resist a day on Lake Tahoe. We staked our chairs on Sand Harbor State Park beach. We picked a Monday morning thinking we could avoid the crowds of the weekend but the narrow beach was filled with families enjoying the cool sparkling clean water, bright sun and a mild breeze. We watched paddle boards, kayaks and tubes and everyone on them was having a great time. We enjoyed just sitting on the sand in our chairs, watching their fun and marveling at the crystal clean water, giant trees and sheer cliffs. Mark Twain described Lake Tahoe as “the fairest picture the whole earth affords” and we agree.

We went back into the city center one day to enjoy a Thai lunch at The Basil – a popular restaurant and the main street. We wandered this pretty city with lots of benches, flowers and official buildings. We made sure to do a tour of the State Capitol building with its shiny silver dome and beautiful marble, wood and mural on top of the walls in the newer Capitol building that replaced the first one. We like to see the pride that goes into these State buildings. We gave Carson City a high rating – there are lots of benches, clean streets, no parking charges and plenty of convenient parking lots with a vibrant main street to walk down.

Nevada Capitol

Carson City proved to be a great stop for us – giving us time for laundry, shopping and learning about the great beautiful State of Nevada. Then we had a one-night stay in Red Bluff, bringing us into California.

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Next Stop – Ely (pronounced “e – lee”)

The gray gravel site at the Ely KOA was no where near as pretty as our last site, but it was level, big enough, clean and had a great view of the mountain range in front of us. We relaxed after a short drive and spent Father’s Day talking to family. It turns out there is lots to do around Ely. Monday we went out first thing to see this town and run errands. We took our very dirty dusty car to a car wash only to drive on a five-mile-long dirt road a few hours later. Oh well, it’s only dirt!

This very long straight dirt road took us to an historic site – the Ward Charcoal Ovens. Definitely something we’ve never seen before. These ovens produced charcoal from 1876 to 1879 for the silver mining industry. Later they were used as shelters in bad weather and a hideout for an occasional stagecoach bandit. The six beehive-shaped ovens are 30 feet high, 27 feet in diameter at the base. Each oven took ten days to burn 35 cords of wood which equaled 1750 bushels of charcoal. Of course, this meant depleting the area of trees, but they are growing back now.

The best part of our visit was our hike on the Willow Creek Trail. This perfect half mile hike brought us heavenly smells – pinion pine, juniper, sage and brittlebush. As we passed a marshy area, the scent of the wild primroses made us smile. Then we saw a small babbling brook – sparkling clear water rushing over rocks. The sound refreshed us after hundreds of miles of viewing desert scrub. To me, this was an iconic moving stream of water – THE “babbling brook” we’ve all heard about. (Bev, this would have been your spot to put your feet in.)

We saw quite a few miniature prickly pear cacti. Only a couple of inches tall!

On the side of the road, we saw four pronghorn – just standing still! That’s unusual – we have seen them before but always moving quickly. They were just chillin’ and looking right at us.

We drove a little bit further to see Cave Lake but were disappointed. All we could see was the dredging operation – no water at all!

Tuesday, June 18th was our long-anticipated Lehman Caves Tour. We are glad we reserved our spots early since all tours were sold out when we got there.

Before our tour we went to the Great Basin National Park Visitor Center and also the Lehman Caves Center. We saw a movie about the Great Basin and bought some things. We like to support the Western National Parks Association stores because some of our purchase money does go back to the parks.

The tour was amazing! The cave is beautiful – highly decorated with thousands of speleothems filling the twisty tight passages we walked through. We did miss the variety of colors we get to see at Kartchner Caverns. I think this tour really gives you an idea of wild caving – with formations on every side of you.

The Grand Palace Tour was ninety minutes. We walked through some areas quickly but were able to stop in the more open areas. In those larger spaces, we were happy to have plenty of time to explore. We carried our own flashlights and phones which we used to take lots of photos. We saw magnificent plate shields, fat highly decorated columns and turnip formations. The turnips were bigger and more perfectly formed than we are used to seeing. There was one area with standing clear water that looked like a fairy tale scene. Our guide was great, and the ninety minutes sped by. It was a thrill to see this cave; to squeeze and bend through the ancient rock shapes. We highly recommend this one.

A day of rest and relaxation and then back on the road. We drove the “loneliest road in the world” – a very long stretch (about 200 miles) of a straight two-lane highway through endless miles of sage. You get mesmerized by the vast flat scrubby land and then you see that you have to cross the mountains. We (Doug, of course) climbed over ten ridges. The highest was Robinson Summit, 7588 feet above sea level.

We stopped at Cold Springs Station, a different kind of RV park. There were a few sites sprinkled between little white cabins and a motel. The office was actually a full size restaurant and bar. But we shall forever remember Cold Springs as “the land of a million crickets.”

It turns out they are called “Mormon Crickets”, actually katydids – fat, black and a multitude of them. The story about their name is that when the Mormons were trying to settle around the Great Salt Lake they were besieged with these crickets – literally a plague of them while they were trying to sow their crops. Soon, the gulls came and demolished those giant bugs, and all was well. This is why the gull is that Utah State bird.

Lots of crickets!

Meanwhile, we had to set up in the midst of these creatures. They seemed to move away from us, which was helpful the next morning when I had to walk across the park to throw out the trash. But there were thousands – all moving in the same direction – and it was like parting the sea as I walked through them. I may have imagined it, but I heard one loud chirp while I was in the bathroom that night and I am convinced that we have a stowaway.

Next, we have a week-long stay in Carson City.

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Nevada – Land of Heat and Beauty

After a few days of overnight stops in extreme heat, we landed in Las Vegas. We spent three nights at Las Vegas RV Resort – a place we’ve stayed in a few times and the place that holds the title of the very first campground we stayed in our RV. It’s clean and convenient.

Once again, we didn’t bother gambling. This time we did the full tour of the Hoover Dam. The Dam, with its art deco everywhere, is a huge awesome engineering feat. The tour was worth the $30 each and took us to the Powerhouse as well as through strange and amazing tunnels winding into the concrete of the Dam.

Lake Mead was low but still a mighty force of water. We found ourselves examining minute cracks in the tunnels and questioned a large blotch of calcite deep inside the Dam!

The rock the Dam is built into is a beautiful pinkish basalt. Up close you see the evidence of ancient inner earth fires and then millions of years of movement and erosion.

There is a new bridge providing a second way over the river. The bridge structure picturesquely frames the mountains. It was another day of very high temps, so we stayed inside as much as possible and enjoyed a nice lunch in the Snack Bar.

Mike O’Callaghan–Pat Tillman Memorial Bridge over the Colorado river

We did venture outside one evening for a great Thai dinner in a popular restaurant right on Fremont Street.  (I loved the spicy Chicken Larb Salad while Doug ate every bit of his Pad Kee Mow.) We got in our steps under the world’s largest LED Canopy Screen on Fremont Street. It was certainly an “experience”- loud music, a huge light show above us, glittering neon surrounding us, and a happy variety of strange people to watch. The gorilla danced enthusiastically, the “vets” sold palm decorations, there were nurses who wore only strategically placed band-aids above their waists, the Chippendale booth boosted some well-toned bodies, and all in all, it was the “experience” we wanted but two hours was about all we could handle.

Fremont Street Experience
The Flaming Praying Mantis

And then we left all that noise and flashing lights to spend three nights in the opposite kind of place – Cathedral Gorge State Park. Not far from Area 51 (which we have yet to visit), we took Highway 93 – not the long and winding road, but a very long straight and rather boring road through part of the enormous Great Basin. To help with boredom, we often listen to an audiobook. This trip it’s Betrayal of Trust by J.A. Jance. We pulled into undoubtedly the best site we have ever had. So big – with a large ramada of over an equally large picnic table in a manicured gravel circle that could have easily fit our largest Flamingo gathering.

Right across from our site was the perfect desert nature trail that brought us right up to the buff-colored cliffs and into many small tight slot canyons formed by erosion. The formations and canyons of the Gorge quietly tell of the freshwater lake that existed here in the Pliocene Era.

It is aptly called Cathedral Gorge. The rocks stand tall and majestic in their profound silence. We explored. We marveled. The rocks are both basic and intricate. Solid yet eroding. I see rocks like these and try to comprehend their long histories – of ancient seas, tremendous pressures and endless times of nature impacting them. And this awesome geology was right under our fingers.

We leave here on Father’s Day for a short ride to Ely.

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We’re Back on our Blog and Back on the Road Again!

It’s been a long time since I wrote our blog. Life, for the most part, was peaceful and easy and somewhat repetitive so I let the blog go. We have just finished our sixth season at Kartchner Caverns in Southeastern Arizona. Last summer we spent three lovely months in the pretty Willamette Valley in Oregon at a day-use state park. There we did tours of a 150-year-old grist mill while we lived in a flower-filled wheat field.

We are heading back to Oregon for this summer and yes, our lives are governed by the weather. We are leaving Kartchner Caverns a few days later than planned due to temperatures of 110 degrees. Our air conditioners have done a great job keeping us comfortable but driving in extreme conditions is usually not a good idea and we are headed to parts of the country that are even hotter than 110. But we know when we do hit the Oregon Coast we will miss this warmth.

So a brief recap of our last few years as we go On the Road Again:

Sadly we have suffered losses, but we carry our loved ones with us in our hearts when we so those who have recently left us join our journey as we go on down the highway.

Our volunteer work continues to enhance our lives. Learning new histories, stretching ourselves to try new things, and meeting new people along the way keeps us young and engaged. Our time at Thompson’s Mills Grist Mill last summer gave us unique opportunities. Doug used his expertise to correct and improve some ancient electrical issues while I helped with a redesign of Junior Ranger programs. It was challenging and amusing to take care of ducks and chickens. We left there feeling appreciated and valued and we asked to return in Summer 2025. That’s a change for us, since we like to try different things during our summers because Kartchner seems to be the right place for us every winter.

Gears and shafts to transfer power from turbine to mill
Millstone pieces
Feeding the chickens and ducks!

This winter season at Kartchner Caverns started out with me being in an accident but I recovered and both of us found our rhythm again in the cave with tour after tour, some exciting and enervating, some not so good. But that’s the pleasure and dismay of working with the public. What never fails is working with the great rangers and volunteers there.

Some of the season’s excitement included Star Parties, Junior Ranger Experiences, a Bat Walk and a once in a lifetime Eclipse Party. We had many wonderful Flamingoes – our outdoor evening get-togethers around the firepit. The food has definitely gotten better, the conversations kept us going and with more and more rangers attending, the camaraderie is warm and lively.

We did make two trips to Philadelphia – both to bury the ashes and memorialize our loved ones. Both trips were filled with the warmth and comfort of family.

Last April, our daughter Becky, her wife Paola and our grandsons Benjo and Mati stayed at our park. We shared our beautiful caves and local attractions. A special day of Cowboy Fun was had in Tombstone. This year, our NJ friends, Genni and Sal, visited us and we had a great time with them – rekindling our long friendship and showing them some of the best of Southeast AZ.

At the Benson Visitor’s Center
San Xavier Mission

So now our next adventure to Oregon begins. We’ll revisit some reliable and convenient RV parks and add a few new places to our itinerary. Follow along with us as we travel north, leaving the desert in our rearview mirror and pointing the motorhome towards the Pacific.

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Reunion Blog

It was perfect! All the planning, anticipation and excitement all came together in five wonderful days in the Black Hills of South Dakota.

It did take a great deal of planning. We first had to find the right venue. Last year, we spent days traveling around the Black Hills looking at sites for this reunion. We found places with cabins and no RV sites. There were places more like campgrounds with cabins with no facilities (no bathrooms, no linens, no kitchens). We visited mega resorts with plenty of nice rooms, but we would not have had much space to ourselves, and it didn’t have the Black Hills atmosphere we wanted. After days of looking and not being happy with any place, we went to the last place on our list – Spokane Creek Resort. It seemed to have it all – an RV site close to really perfect cabins. These cabins had nice linens, full kitchens in some and little kitchenettes in others. Bathrooms that seemed new and modern with decent towels. And one great feature was that the cabins were all a little different giving us the opportunity to choose exactly what fit our family configurations. We talked to the owner, Brian, who that very day was taking ownership of the resort. He took the time to talk to us, had a workamper show us some cabins and we right then and there wanted to put down a deposit for this summer, 2022. Well, Brian didn’t operate that way and told us that he would put our reservation manually in a “book” but that we could not leave a deposit yet. We were a little uncomfortable – but when we called a few months later we were able to secure the reservation.

Doug and I arrived this year on Friday, July 8th, a few days before the gang arrived. That gave us time to get organized, get a feel for the resort, test out the facilities and get ready. We had an extra day to shop which was vitally important. We took Cabin 3 one day early, Sunday, July 10th, to allow us to fill the refrigerator and start staging all the items for the rest of the cabins. This was a good idea because doing it all in one day would have been crazy.

Before the gang arrived!

Our family started arriving on Monday, July 11th. Jake and Julie and their 3 children were coming in from a long camping trip from Washington to Yellowstone and then through Montana to South Dakota. This was their first long trip in their converted storage trailer. They had a great camping adventure, loved Yellowstone and really enjoyed their camp set up. They arrived tired but excited to see us.

Becky and her sons, Benjo and Mati arrived from Philadelphia – unfortunately, Becky’s wife Paola could not make it. Becky and the boys are seasoned travelers and even though they had gotten up at 3 am and had a longer layover than planned, they seemed no worse for it. Becky and her boys settled into Cabin 3, excited about the bunk beds. Jake and Julie and the kids took the other bedroom where Paisley and Griffin also loved the bunk beds. Beckham slept in his porta-crib. Cabin 3 was full of fun and noise.

My brother Dan and his wife Lisa arrived in their Roadtrek after weeks of traveling from Lauderdale-by-the Sea, Florida, to New Jersey, to Illinois and then through to South Dakota. As soon as we could we got them settled into Cabin 9 – the cabin that was to be our home base for cooking and serving food. They had a small bedroom which they shared with their little dog Buddy. Then Josh and Sarah arrived and got their stuff into their bedroom – a double bed and bunk beds. Now Cabin 9 was occupied.

My brother Steve, his wife Sharon and their teenage son Nico, got there safely and we tucked them into Cabin 8 – a small but nicely furnished rustic cabin with a double bed and bunkbeds and a kitchenette with table and chairs. Although their flights were not too bad, they had the worst experience just prior to boarding their first plane. They had left their dog Felix at his doggie daycare – a trusted place where Felix is loved, and the staff are well-known. They got a call that Felix had been bitten by another dog and was being brought to surgery. It was horrible news. They continued with their plans only after assuring themselves that Felix was being well cared for. Of course, given airplane silence, rushing to their next flight and notoriously bad phone connections, the next few days were filled with worry about their much-loved dog. The doggie daycare did everything possible to take care of Felix and keep our family aware of what was happening. By the end of their stay, Felix was doing okay and once they finally got him home, he seemed to be recovering well.

Next to get in, much later than planned, was Jon and his girlfriend Aurora. Their flight was delayed enough to get them in so late that they had to drive on the very narrow, twisting road through the Black Hills in almost dark. Once the got there they moved into their room in Cabin 10.

Last to get in – but not until the next morning was Amy. Brodie was unable to come so she traveled alone and after her flight cancellation spent the night in the Dallas Airport. She said she made friends there but got no sleep. Doug picked her up in Rapid the next morning. After a long shower and a longer nap, she was ready to join in the fun.

Monday night was a simple dinner of mac ‘n cheese and charcuterie boards. Dessert was a bucket of my homemade cookies. With everyone coming at different times, this seemed the best.

To get the party started we gave everyone a red bandana (to be worn for group photos or whenever). And we gave each family unit a copy of the book of memories that Doug and I wrote in response to the gift Amy and Julie gave us – the gift of us writing an essay every week for 45 weeks of our childhood memories. We are proud of our year-long effort and it was fun to give each family a copy.

I took a leisurely afternoon making Mangia Italiano – Cheese Lasagna, Ratatouille, Chicken Cacciatore (vegetarian and meat), Bracciole and 4 cheesecakes (2 ricotta, caramel walnut and chocolate). At night it was spin-copter time – shooting little copters high into the sky and every child running and running to get them. Dance party and glow sticks kept everyone entertained.

Wednesday was Fiesta Day – breakfast burritos to start the day and a dinner of Green Chile Enchilada Casserole, with bean and cheese quesadillas, Mexican Rice, and Mexican Cole Slaw. For dessert I served the Apple Empanadas I had baked a week before and that had filled my refrigerator during our travel.

Here come the breakfast burritos!

That day the troops visited Legion Lake. The beach and water made for lots of fun – Jake’s kayak got a lot of use. They had a sun shelter and water guns and they all came home tired and happy. After dinner we gathered together, listened to Dan playing his new autoharp and singing old familiar songs. Aurora treated us to her most delectable chocolates and we got to happily sample the delicious varieties. We sampled and sampled and pledged our chocaholic love!

Thursday was an Egg Bake Breakfast with English Muffins. The sightseers spent the day at the Fossil Museum and then at the Mammoth Site. Everyone came home with shark’s teeth and rocks. Aurora had bought a huge geode and everyone got a chance to chop at it and keep its pretty sparkles.

Taking the Junior Ranger pledge

We had rented the Pavilion and had our Big Birthday Barbeque Bash that night. We grilled on their gas grill – had the usual burgers and hot dogs (vegetarian and meat) plus Grandma Lytle’s Potato Salad and a Thai Cucumber Salad (with really hot serrano peppers on the side). There were grilled veggies thanks to Jon and Aurora and watermelon. Dessert was Make Your Own Birthday Cake (large muffins with syrups, whip cream, icing and sprinkles to create individual cakes). Everyone wore their red bandanas, posed for group photos, danced to the music Doug had compiled and did various crafts. Amy and Steve face painted the kids.

We’re in birthday order!

The banner that said, “Happy Birthday to Us All” and the other one with all our birth dates on it was made months ago. Everyone got a Happy Birthday sticker, an American Flag and a Pride Flag. We also gave each family unit a genealogy compiled by Doug’s brother Nelson.

Friday was declared Easy Peasy Day – breakfast of Granola and Yogurt, muffins, mini bagels and left-over breakfast burritos. No dinner for me to prepare since we ordered pizzas from the resort’s café.

The family all went to see Mount Rushmore and Keystone. Our friends from Kartchner, Art and Brenda, had the day off from the workamper jobs at Custer State Park so they visited us for lunch. So nice to connect to them and we fed them leftover lasagna and cheesecake.

Crazy Horse

After dinner, we hung out at our picnic tables while Jonny and Aurora treated everyone to s’mores. We played a family trivia game and treasured our time hanging outside with the huge full moon.

S’mores

Saturday was Sayonara Day – I made a large pan of Apple Cinnamon Roll Bake for breakfast and fed everyone sandwiches and leftovers until they had to leave for their flights.

Jonny and Aurora left very very early for their flight to Philadelphia. Amy went with Becky and the boys to the airport. Sharon, Steve, and Nico took off for their really awful series of flights home to New Jersey. Dan and Lisa packed up and got back on the road to travel south and east to Miami. Josh and Sarah left after lunch to get back to Tucson. As they left, we gathered our stuff from the emptying cabins. We kept some things in Cabin 3 which we had for one extra night so Jake and Julie could help us with everything before they too left to drive home to Colfax, Washington.

On Sunday, July 17th, we stuffed things back into the RV and pulled in our slides and took off for Rozet, Wyoming for our first night away from this wonderful family. We loved every minute with every person and every bit of this experience was a dream come true.

Our children are talking about doing it again – maybe on the East Coast next time – whatever they decide, we will be there – grateful for this happy, loving family.

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On Vacation!

Yes, we finished our busy weekend of programs at Hells Gate State Park with record numbers. Finally, we have had good weather on the weekends. One Junior Ranger program had 19 children! These weekends are crazy, and our three days off fill up quickly too.

Junior Ranger program

We just left Hells Gate to start this vacation – we are heading towards our Family Reunion in the Black Hills of South Dakota. So we are back on the road again. It’s been a year of planning for this reunion. Our children and families don’t get to all see each other much. We are most excited to have our grandchildren meet.

The reunion is in Keystone which is a good location for them to explore the wonders of the Black Hills. We have reserved cabins for them in a nice resort. The plan is for us to eat breakfasts and dinners together and for them to check out the sights on day trips.

I will be cooking – for about 20 of us. I am prepared. I have my spread sheets and index cards ready with menus, recipes and shopping lists. The breakfast burritos are finished and in our freezer, along with the chicken cacciatore (also a veggie cacciatore) and bracciole.

I planned a theme for every one of the five days. Each theme includes the food for the day, decorations and crafts. On the advice of our grandson, Griffin, we are having a dance party every night. Doug is putting together play lists of all our favorite songs and Doug will be on call to advise about day excursions and directions.

One of the nights will be a joint birthday party. It will be great for us to celebrate everyone’s special day together.

My biggest concern is our family’s travel. Most of them will be flying and right now as I write this the daily news reports of chaos in the airports is scary. So I reached out to the gods of travel and petitioned them for safe travel for our family.

A fast google search to be inclusive brought me:

               Hermes, Greek god with winged sandals who protects travelers; Hermes’ Roman counterpart Mercury, who wears the same sandals, is known for his speed. Catholics have a few – St. Christopher and St. Bona of Pisa. Bona is the patron saint of flight attendants. St Joseph of Cupertino, who was known for his levitation skills and Our Lady of Loreto who is Aviation’s protector. The Universal Church also prays to St. Joseph for safe travelling. Hindu Ganesha promises safe journeys. So does the Shinto folk goddess of Japan Chimata-no-karni. I didn’t leave out Hina from Polynesia, Ilmarinen from Finland, Khonsu from Egypt, Lam Lha from Tibet who rides a golden bee, Meili a Norse god who carries a walking stick, Tir from Armenia and Mayan Xaman Ek.

I tried to cover all bases.

As far as our travels go, after Idaho we stopped our first night in St. Regis, Montana. It’s a pretty campground surrounded by tree-filled mountains. Each site is decorated with a wooden carving. The weather so far has been perfect – bright skies with cool temperatures.

Soon after leaving St. Regis, we crossed the Clark Fork River and then we followed this now perfectly peaceful lovely meandering river that about 10,000 years ago gushed the raging flood waters of Glacial Lake Missoula.

Driving near our favorite town of Missoula we spotted McDonald’s Peak. At 9,868 feet it is the highest peak in the region. Not surprised that is it snow-covered in July. We drove past Jeanette Rankin Memorial Highway (a women’s rights advocate and fierce defender of peace).

As we drive through this state, I keep my eyes pealed for the perfect place to situate a small log cabin. It is my daydream to find a spot, maybe along the Blackfoot River or beside the Sapphire Mountains. As we drive, we listen to audiobooks. Stuart Woods keeps us involved with our favorite character Stone Barrington and this trip J. A. Jance, whose Joanna Brady hails from Cochise County, brings us smiles as we recognize the locations. I am also crocheting a shawl for the upcoming wedding.

But mostly I look out the window. The road goes through the grassy plains between the mountains and those mountains are beautiful: Tobacco Root, Absaroka Beartooth, the Bridger Range, Big Belt, Crazy, and Elk Mountains, so far. Montana also has great rivers to keep me occupied: Little Big Horn and Yellowstone.

We love the area around Three Forks. It’s not just the rivers – Jefferson, Madison and Gallatin – that give us the pretty scenery, but it’s history too. It was in this area that Sacajawea in July of 1805 recognized the landscape and helped bring the Corps of Discovery to her people, the Shoshones, who provided the Corps with much-needed horses. And then the geology: in between the grassy areas along the foothills of the mountains, you can see the white soil, the ancient limestone left over from the Mississippian Era about 325 million years ago.

On Thursday, July 7th we left the Hardin KOA. Weather is great during the day which makes driving pleasant, but afternoons and nights can be scary. Last night there was a threat of severe weather – thunderstorms, hail and maybe a tornado. It passed us but it was close and looking at the house-size heap of wood and branches from the tornado that had hit there just one week before, I was imagining the predicted 60 mile per hour winds sending those giant branches into our windshield.

But all is well. I even had time that night to do two loads of laundry and make a cheesecake for the reunion. (My refrigerator and freezer are filling up!)

Yesterday we had a huge moth bothering us during the drive. Doug finally got it out when he opened his window. One more fat black moth was killed during dinner. Then the flock appeared. At one time I counted five moths on the TV. Doug killed three before he fell asleep. When I got up in the morning, I cleaned up a few carcasses and then smashed three more while making breakfast. The big question – how did they get in???? We went from the land of spiders to giant moths.

They are towing their plane!

Today we land in Rozet, Wyoming. Driving through this part of Montana is peaceful with long stretches of grassy prairies with cattle and horses. No more mountains. We passed the Big Horn River again. I love the mountains but Montana rivers winding their sparkling way through the state are beautiful. Passing the Tongue River convinced me it is one of the prettiest.

We drove close to the Battlefield at Little Big Horn. And then near one of our favorite places – Garryowen, which houses the Custer Battlefield Museum. This town has a population of two and covers 540 acres.

Friday, July 8th is our last day traveling. We left All Seasons RV Park and began our day moving through the baled-hay fields. Last night we had a brief and pretty mild thunderstorm. The air is fresh and clear this morning.

Our journey today is just 160 miles.

Last night I made three cheesecakes – they are safely wrapped and stored in the refrigerator. I love baking in my small propane oven but I have to patient and understand the product’s “doneness”. I think the thermostat is close to accurate, but the heat is not evenly distributed. So, I check the food often, which lowers the temperature, so I have to add more time. I change the food’s placement in the oven and accept that timing is a guess. Given the oven’s size I can fit only one 9×13 sheet pan at a time. That is room for just one cheesecake. Each cheesecake takes about an hour so although these cakes are easy to prep, I can’t just forget about them in the oven. It was a total of about 5 hours making them.

Five years ago, I bought and started using a ceramic baking stone. Nothing burns on the bottom now. I learned the hard way with dozens of biscotti with very dark bottoms.

As we travel the winding S curves of part of Iron Mountain Road, I know we are close. We arrived safely at Spokane Creek Resort. We backed into our terraced site, took some deep breaths of the pine air and relaxed for the afternoon and evening. Just a few moths that night.

Our long site is backed up to a mountain covered in tall pine trees. This is a beautiful property. Everything is well maintained with lots of open space. We need to come here sometime when we really can relax.

We were happy to see a brand new playground, upgrades to the pool, shower house and laundry. There is plenty of room around our cabins to park, play and set up extra tables and chairs. We were only here once for about an hour last year so it’s good that we remembered how nice it was. It’s really better than we had hoped.

We arrived earlier than everyone else to prepare for our busy days of food and family. Saturday, after days of working on my shopping list (I did a lot more than checking it twice!) we ventured out to provision us. I took extra time with this list because it is 40 minutes and crazy mountain roads to get to the nearest supermarket.

We first checked out the trail to the Flag at the Top of the Mountain where you can see Mt. Rushmore. I didn’t make it to the top. Too rocky and steep for me and maybe for the younger kids too. But Doug got to the flag and took a photo.

We managed to get all the food stored into the RV. The freezer and refrigerator are full and miscellaneous items are grouped in grocery bags labeled for the day I will need them. Right now our sofa and floor are full too with just enough room for each of us to sit.

After the grocery trip

I have a few things to prep tonight then we move tomorrow afternoon into one of the Cabins with a full kitchen. This place seems to have a great housekeeping staff, but I expect to wash all the cooking equipment tomorrow. I checked out the laundry with one small load. It is a spotlessly clean facility.

The gang starts to arrive on Monday. Some right around lunch and others later in the evening. No matter their arrival time I will have food and drinks for them.

Can you tell I am excited? Yes, but I will be happy and relaxed as soon as they all get here.

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