Monday, October 17, 2011
Diving south out of British Columbia into Montana in September, we spent several leisurely days on Flathead lake near Kalispel. It's surrounded by mountains and the water is so clear I just had to have swim, but forgot how cold it would be, so it was a quicky. We continued south into Idaho for some more sightseeing.
In northern Nevada we visited an old railroad town that has seen many better days, but it has the history of the pioneer's travel with several routes that bisected this area. A local museum had lots of personal history of their struggles and life on the trails. From here we found this pretty mountain lake for a day hike, following a switch back road to reach the top.
We drove across the state of Nevada on the loneliest road that we have ever traveled on, with no shoulder, no cell phone service and oncoming traffic passing about once every 20 minutes. Admittedly, it was scenic with some canyon like passes and broad open desert, but it was a relief to arrive at the town Pahrump and a campground with a vineyard.
Following the weather south
We're now in Northern Arizona in the red rock area near Sedona for a six week stay. It's nice to be stationary for awhile, using our membership parks and meeting up with our "full timer friends" That also means many good pickle ball games and happy hours to share travel stories.
Thursday, September 22, 2011
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Tuesday, July 26, 2011
On the Pacific
After a 3 week trek westward, our 5th trip across country, we arrived to sun shine on Washington's Olympic Peninsula. Our campground is right on the ocean with paths across the dunes that lead to the beach for nice walks and some kite flying. Even spotted an eagle today. They also built a land mark on the dune, made from beach trash so you can find the path back to the campground.
It's amazing to see how the landscapes change as you drive west, starting with the shores of the Great lakes, to the forests and farms of Wisconsin and Minnesota, then the vast plains of North Dakota, followed by the big sky country and mountains of Montana. We spent extra days in this area staying in an old western town, taking a chuck wagon ride on an 1860s ranch and generally appreciating the mountain views. We saw the flooded rivers, including the Yellowstone that we followed for miles until it headed south to it's mountain source.
Luckily we managed to stay ahead of the heat in the middle of the country and behind the thunder and hail storms that were to our west which made Bob a happy camper. The sun stayed with us through the mountain passes and the trusty Ford turned 100,000 miles as we descended the last hill. Hope it has a few more miles of travel left in it.
Next stop will be the rain forest and Mount Olympus as well as more sights of the Pacific coast, before we take the ferry across to Vancouver Island.
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