Winter Sunshine

Winter Sunshine
Winter Sunshine in the Desert

Friday, February 25, 2022

02-24-2022 From Lodi to Brookings on Highway 1 and other stuff

Our time in Lodi came to an end on Saturday morning. The temperatures were in the low 50s, and the sun was shining when we departed Flag City RV Resort. Fuel at the nearby Flying J was $4.49 per gallon for regular, and I am glad regular gas works perfectly fine in the MoHo. Another little delight at the Flying J is the Cinnabon kiosk. An excellent sugar rush and oh so sinfully good!

I planned one last visit for our trip. My sister lives in Vallejo, California. We don't see each other often, but it is always a kick. Sally is a true homebody with no desire to travel anywhere, so a trip to Grants Pass for Sally won't happen any time soon. Sally has good reasons for staying close to home. At 72 years old, she has chickens, bees, dogs, cats, and a horse that she rides almost daily. Sally also quilts and makes all sorts of lovely goodies that she sells to local shops.

In addition, Sally works full time, at home a couple of days a week, and in an office the other three days. I am in awe of her energy, and visiting is always so much fun.Before her current legal secretarial gig, Sally's job was driving a semi-truck cross country. She managed that one for a few years before settling back in Vallejo, the town where she was raised and lived much of her life. I am still amazed at how Sally has turned a duplex on a city lot into a small farm. It was a fun visit, and we left with jars of honey, homemade peach jam from her trees, lemons, and giant brown eggs.

We had a great visit before continuing our westward journey toward Bodega Bay. Within minutes of leaving Sally's house traveling Highway 37, we were at a dead stop. Stuck in traffic for half an hour wasn't as bad as it could have been. I was driving and had plenty of time to check our route, look up the campground reservation, eat a snack, and recuperate from all the wonderful high-energy time at Sally's.

We arrived at the Westside Regional Park and Campground around 3, in time to settle in and settle down a bit for the afternoon. The weather was sunny, but the cold wind made walking along the bay somewhat challenging. Even Mattie was ready to go back inside after her walk.

Mo and I paid no attention to the coincidental holiday dates when making our trip plans. We landed at Bodega Bay on President's Day weekend. In California, we discovered it was also President's Day Week, with schools suspended for the entire week. Happy families filled the park with lots of kids and a good kind of noise. I enjoyed watching the big extended family come to their joint campsite next to us for huge pots of boiled crabs and clams cooking on the big bbq. The families were loud but not obnoxious, and there wasn't a single noisy motorized anything disturbing the sound of gulls and laughing kids.

After settling into our supper, we fell asleep to the sounds of people laughing and talking around the campfires. When I woke up to the moonlight at midnight, everything was silent. Unlike some horror stories I have read from other bloggers about holiday weekends at regional parks, this was a pleasing experience.

The following day, Mo took Mattie to walk along the bay before we drove south on the spit. The campground is on the bay, but nearby side roads lead to high cliffs with views of the Pacific Ocean in all its wild glory.

The wind was strong and cold, and the steep trails weren't very inviting. The view from the cliff was terrific. Whale watchers lined up watching for the migrating blue whales that pass by here daily at this time of year.

The sun was brilliant, and the winds were not too strong when we pulled out of the park. Google wanted us to return inland to Highway 101, but we had other plans. Highway 1 is narrow, winding, and gorgeous. On 101, the ocean is several miles west, but on Highway 1, the route is adjacent to the steep, wild cliffs that make for spectacular views. It also makes for breathtaking driving, especially in a motorhome.

In the past, we drove Highway 1 through rainstorms and road closures due to slides. On this day, our drive was beautiful and easy.

Yes, the road is curvy, the pavement can be rough, the cliffs are close, and sometimes I thought ferns hanging off the rocks on the passenger side were cleaning the rig. However, the most challenging part of the drive isn't the part along the coast.

The stretch from Westport to Legget is not an easy drive over the coast range. The road is steep, and the cliffs are close and crazy winding. We were worn out by the time we reached Legget, just a few miles south of Richardson Grove. We agreed that maybe we didn't have to drive Highway 1 again.

We had no plan for our day other than meandering along the highway to our night destination. I couldn't get a reservation for our park of choice near Richardson Grove, and no one ever answered the phone, and there wasn't an option to leave a message. We took our chances. Over the years, we have parked at Richardson Grove RV Park without reservations several times.

A church group runs the park in a relatively loose manner. When we arrived at Richardson Grove, the office was closed. We were used to this from past experience. A note on the board stated the price for a site and envelopes and a slot for payment. There wasn't a soul around until we parked, and I walked back toward the office. A young woman appeared and asked if I needed help. The current price for a spot is $56. I questioned if they were still a Passport America park, and she said no, and the best she could do was $50. for the night. The most we ever paid at this park was $18 with our PPA discount. That is a BIG change, but we paid the price, glad for a place to land for the night after our challenging drive.

The following day we took our time leaving to travel north toward Brookings. When we left Richardson Grove the sun was shining, but as we continued north on 101 the predicted clouds began to appear.

I had a bit of trouble making our Harris Beach State Park reservations back in December. There was nothing available, and we decided to take our chances with first-come, first-served sites or a possible stay at BeachFront RV Park in Harbor. Before leaving in February, I rechecked the ReserveAmerica website and found a vacancy. 

Our site was on a loop toward the back of the park. We have camped in several spots at Harris Beach, but this loop was a first for us. To our surprise, the site was private, and with high trees all around us, we still had late afternoon sunshine. There was no beach view, but we have enjoyed those beach views many times and didn't mind.

We were awakened by the rain on our first full day at Harris Beach.  Neither of us minded much.  I made a short run to Fred Meyer for a few groceries.  We enjoyed hanging out in the MoHo doing absolutely nothing except catching up on news while I finished a blog post.

The next two days at Harris Beach were relaxing and uneventful. The rains left, the skies were gorgeous, but temperatures in the 40s with the wind weren't conducive to long hours on the beach. We managed a fantastic walk with Mattie on Tuesday down the South Beach Trail where Mattie could run off leash outside the official boundaries of the park.

On Wednesday we wakened to another very cold, but sunny day.  We followed a leisurely breakfast and computer/tv time with a mid morning walk on the northern portion of Harris Beach.  The tides were out farther than we have seen in several years.  Much of the time we go to Harris Beach it is during the fall and winter during high King Tides.  It was fun to walk around the rocks between sections of the beach that aren’t usually accessible to us so easily.  The wind was cold, but we found a couple of protected spots to warm ourselves in the sunshine.

\We filled the rest of our days with cards, campfires, relaxing, and reading. Our initial plans included driving a few extra miles to buy fish and chips from our favorite spot in Crescent City on the way home to Grants Pass. By the time Wednesday rolled around, that idea didn't sound as appealing as it did initially. Instead, we decided to try out a restaurant in the Harbor Area that we often frequented a few years ago. 

Catalyst Seafood was preciously known as Chetco Seafood. Mo and I loved Chetco Seafood. The fish was fresh and only lightly breaded, the wine was three bucks a glass, and the coleslaw was perfect. When it changed hands, we never bothered to try it out. 

When we first walked in, the change was noticeable. The place was packed, and the decor was very different. The owners updated the pastel decor to dark woods and tables. There was a bar in the back rather than the fish counter. We opted to be seated at the bar where two young men were sitting. They moved over for us, and we mentioned that we often ate at Chetco Seafood. One of the guys said, "My grandfather owned that restaurant."  It turns out his grandfather sold the place to the new owner, the young man's father. It was fun hearing a bit of the history of the business.

I missed the old place a bit. Especially when it came to paying the bill. Our $8.99 fish and chip dinner was now $20.00 if we wanted cod instead of rockfish, and there was no coleslaw. My Lemon Drop was made well and was a reasonable price at $9.00. The fish was good, but not as perfect as we remembered from the old days at Chetco Seafood. Still, I understand that businesses have to change with the times. Judging from the busy bar and restaurant, I imagine that the change has been profitable for the owners.

We had plenty of leftovers for dinner the next day. We were heading home on Thursday morning, and it is always lovely when dinner is easy on homecoming day.

The only tiny bit of entertainment I enjoyed in town was a leisurely exploration at the "Feather Your Nest" shop. I needed absolutely nothing but still wanted to browse a bit. It tickled me to find a little bit of artsy wall decor for the master bath at home. Hopefully, we can figure out a way to put a ladder in the bathtub and hang it up where it will fit perfectly with my beachy bathroom decor.

A great trip! Easy, no problems, no issues, everything worked perfectly.

12 comments:

  1. you guys. we applaud your energy! our final stay before covid sent us scurrying east to NH we spent on the russian river/bodega bay area. we are green with envy that you are able to get away so easily to so many tasty locations! and as always, your lovely pictures and prose.
    many thanks.

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    1. Liz, caring as always, and paying attention too! Such a delight. I am thinking that even if you were out west in our world you might be just a bit more careful than we have been lately. I do wear a mask even when not required, but will take it off in a restaurant without fear. So far, so good.

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    1. Ah, Mark. A comment is always delightful, no matter how short. It shows that you are reading and that you are enjoying it. I know it takes effort to actually comment, so I appreciate it a lot! I sometimes don't keep up with commenting as much as I feel that I should. Somehow it does matter, as you know. Comments keep the conversation going as opposed to a journal that is just out there alone. Thanks

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  3. What a great trip in the middle of winter! Beautiful photos and I love the way you write Sue!

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    1. Thank you again, Janna, for your positive comments! I try to write how I think, and sometimes get all the commas in the wrong place or write run on or incomplete sentences. Hopefully there aren't any word police out there grading my efforts. As long as people enjoy reading, that is what counts.

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    2. I am definitely not taking as much time with photos as I used to, and sometimes put in photos that may or may not be in perfect focus. They tell the story, and that is what matters

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  4. What a great header picture of the ones you love in a breathtaking place. I do flying J and try hard to avoid those cinnabuns. Mmmmmm. Two quilting sisters. That’s wonderful. Can’t imagine wanting to work full time at age 72. She must really like her job. I’m amazed too – how does she do it on a city lot? I think I would definitely love a sister like her. You must have booked way ahead to get a holiday. Presidents day is one I could forget too. Seems like we could celebrate something more meaningful as a day off. Your pictures of the bay and area are wonderful. But not the wind. Based on your experience, if I’m ever in the area, I think I’ll skip Hwy 1. WOW from $18 to $50 a night. That’s dumb founding. I love your daring to just head out and hope for a walk in. Makes me WAY too nervous but then my rig is 35’. Wish I could shrink her just down to maybe 30? Your pictures from Harris are again wonderful. No problems, no issues sounds perfect to me. Good to see a picture of you two.

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    1. I never try to avoid Cinnabuns! good thing we aren't buying gas at Flying J that often! Sally works full time because she has a varied work history and not enough social security to live on. She likes her job OK, but loved being unemployed for the first year of COVID with all the extra cash that entailed. She hopes she doesn't have to work till she dies, but that is always her joke. But this job sure beats driving truck cross country! I would agree with you that driving Highway 1 in Winona would NOT be advised. Not many full sized rigs on that road. Still, you could camp at Bodega Bay, and take a day trip with Ruby which would be worth every curvy mile. You would love it. We were pretty sure we would get a place at Richardson because of our previous experiences there, but nothing is written in stone. We knew that the casino just north of Eureka has free parking. IF we had missed out at the RV park we could have driven the extra miles to get to Trinidad. Not fun, but we could have done it. Maybe time to get a smaller rig? Have you ever thought about that? It surely does make for easier driving and more spontenaity on your travels. You would be surprised how easy it is to get used to a smaller space, especially with the advantages. I know you love Winona...but just sayin'. Glad you liked the photo. It was a happy day.

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    2. My problem with a smaller rig is the cost. I would not be able to get enough from selling Winnona to buy anything smaller or newer given the current prices for RVs. In terms of getting campsites it would have to be a great bit smaller in order to make any difference. I know all of Winnona's ins and outs and she has been upgraded upgraded with solar that I understand and lots of other things David did. I don't have the finances on one income to do more than the upkeep and repairs on Winnona. It wears me out just to think of the time and energy it would take to sell her and get something else. Who knows how much longer I will be able to stay on the road.

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  5. Your sister is a busy gal with a great place to just enjoy home. I too have said forever I'll have to work til I die. I always forget about holidays until they're here. Am better keeping track of Spring Break but it lasts so long. I love this trip and every curve on Hwy 1. Harris Beach looks divine. I might be jonesing for some water after all this time in the desert. Prices for everything have skyrocketed.

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  6. So much fun … seeing all that blue sky on a cold white on white on white snow day in Colorado was heartwarming.

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