Arrived at Brookings Elks Lodge RV Park, our home for the next week.
Visiting family and extended serene strolls along Harris Beach
Visits to Chetco Inn Senior Home with KatieBug and stopping to smell the flowers in Azalea Park.
Seagulls at dusk and a Jonathan Livingston Seagull sunset following a picture perfect day.
McDonald’s for breakfast with Dad and all of his cronies before relaxing and waiting out the grayness. Tonight will be dinner with the family before storing away anything that may slide or shatter for the next leg of our journey.
Gray all day today. So gray it turns everything colorless. The fog is gray, the sky is gray, the ocean is gray and all this gray is turning our dispositions somber.
An impromptu outing to Brandy Peak Distillery might be enough to turn our gray day to grand, so we jumped in the car and headed down the wiggly, bouncy, rain drenched uphill roads, several miles above civilization. One sharp turn and we arrived abruptly upon a genuine backwoods moonshine distillery. Specialize in designer flavors, the owners have been creating brandies since 1994.
We have been to distilleries elsewhere but this one stirs the imagination and brings back images of the deep South down home country backwood stills. The location is tucked away in the woods inside a huge nondescript metal warehouse.
The tasting room was small and cozy, offering a sip of each type for a small fee. We enjoyed them all but came home with bottles of Grappa and made-from-the-local-blackberries yummy liquor.
Woke up, hugs for my Dad and off we drive into the morning sunrise between football field size patches of fog. Soon we have met up with, and slipped under, the dark thunder clouds that had been looming ahead. Rain is not a comforting or calming condition in which to drive along the winding narrow Oregon coastal roadways.
With each trip, John gets braver with his sense of ability to maneuver. Stopping to check out a local berry gift store and market, seeing an RV U-turn sign, he proceeded to squeeze our rig around the back of the store into the parking lot. Stressfully tight but successfully accomplished, when ready to depart we stashed some triply berry “no sugar added” jam into LilyPad and away we went.
Our sleepover stay for the next two nights is the stunningly landscaped, impressively clean, loaded with amenities Seven Feather’s Casino RV Park. Rivals that of the hoity-toity Las Vegas Motor Coach Resort but scads less expensive, includes free transportation to the casino and to anyplace in the tiny town of Canyonville Oregon and quiet enough to allow me a complete nights rest.
Dropped anchor and took the complimentary bus to the casino adding two more player cards to our growing collection. Our free play and a visit to Willie Wonka, my favorite machine, brought additional monies back home. We had cable, a coveted connection when on the road, so relaxation and TV programs was the nights plan.
Another day of relaxation and visits to Pyrenees Winery (they were impressed with their high dollar wines, we were not)
and Abacela Winery,
stashing away two more bottles of red fermented juice of the grape from Abacela before we leave for our much anticipated entire season work camp position at Lone Pine Group Campground.