Sunday, October 5, 2008
The Saga Continues!!!!
So here goes...
Where we last left off, Bambi and I had just had one terrific Gooney adventure!! The date was Monday, September 8 and we woke up this morning in Tillamook Oregon with the Pacific Ocean in our backyard. Another beautiful Oregon morning was upon us and our goal today was to head South down the 101 taking in as much of the coastline as we could.
We drove to a town called Newport when we decided to stop for lunch. By now, you all know that Bambi and I have a little affinity for Pizza. Well, we decided to stop on the edge of Newport at a little restaurant called Izzy's. Neither of us had ever heard of it before but the setting looked great. We drove uphill to the parking lot and entered the place to find that the entire side of the building was all windows with just an amazing view of the ocean. We got a seat by the windows and when we turned around, we saw another view that rivaled the beauty of the sea... that's right Pizza... and lots of it!! This place was nothing fancy but was easily the best pizza and pasta buffet I'd ever laid eyes on!! Now, I know that people will say... Oh, if you liked that place, you'll love such and such place. Seriously, I know that people will tell me of places where they've had the best pizza buffet ever, but just know that none of them compare to Izzy's. Ok, so maybe that's a little dramatic but it seriously was the best pizza buffet we could remember. Sitting there looking out over the Pacific with a belly full of pizza and pasta is a pretty cool thing!
We waddled out of Izzy's and headed back South on the 101. We drove into the next town where I placed a call to my Uncle Rod. See, one of the best parts of this trip was that I was going to be passing nearby to where my Uncle Rod lives in Roseburg OR. In my life, I'd never had the opportunity to go and see Rod's place so we weren't going to miss this chance. My uncle Rod (my moms brother) is a retired policeman who lives in Roseburg Oregon. We got ahold of him on the phone and he gave us directions to meet him at a cafe in Roseburg as he lives out of town and it can be dificult to find his home if you're unfamiliar with the area.
We met Rod at a place called Casey's Restaurant. This is Rod's regular coffee place and when we met and walked in, everyone inside knew him which was fun. Over the course of three days, we'd be at Casey's a few times which was really fun for us. The place had good food and reminded me a bit of Mel's Diner on that TV show Alice from back in the 80's.
Seeing Rod was really great and the time we spent on Roseburg over the next two days was some of the most relaxing time we spent on our whole trip. We didn't really have anything specific scheduled for our time together, we just kind of did whatever we felt like doing for a few days and Rod was a great host. He took us on a driving tour of the area and even made us a great supper the second night at his house. He lives in a really cool area, outside of town and his yard is huge and has lots of trees on it. He gets plenty of company from the local deer who come to his apple tree right behind his deck in the back yard to eat apples off the trees. There was always at least one deer on the yard at all times and at one point in the morning, I counted 14 deer under his apple tree. They seem to be very used to him there as we were able to sit out on the deck and just talk normally and they just went about their business eating apples and laying around on the yard.
While we were visiting Rod, he had a little construction project going on to install a carport next to his garage. Rod and I "Supervised" the project and we think the project went quite well because of our input!!
Rod really wanted to take a day and drive us up to Crater Lake. My parents have been there with him before and said it is just amazing to see. We wanted to go but unfortunately, there was a large forest fire blocking the road from the West entrance and going around to the East entrance would take us several hours out of our way each way.
All in all, we spent two nights and three days with my Uncle Rod and we had a really great time. Rod was a great host and the best part was that we just got to have a few days with him to visit and see where he lives and what his life is like in Oregon. He lives in a beautiful place and we will be sure to visit again - this time it won't take us 34 years to get it done!!
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Goonies never say die...
Before I begin, I have some corrections to post about the last full blog concerning Mt. St. Helens. We were at Bambi's uncle and aunt Dennis and Linda in CO and she got out her copy of the newspaper article about Bambi's grandpa. The real story is that her grandpa was not in fact there on the morning of May 18th. Actually, he was there on July 21st. Turns out, they were in Portland and all the sensation was about the volcano but that it had quit erupting and had gone more dormant again. They rented the plane to get a good look and by chance, it erupted again just as they were nearing the site. Turns out, all the media had gone home and they were the only ones in the air at the time of the eruption so their pictures were the only ones taken of this later eruption from the air. Pretty cool. An Oregon newspaper interviewed him and even offered to buy his photos of the event.
Sunday, Sept. 7th.
Lunch with "Nina"
Check out the sign. You don't see that in Pella!!
"Kindergarden Cop" School
Sunday, September 14, 2008
Happy news in the family
We just thought we'd post a picture of the happy family here. Congratulations Trav and Jessica. We can't wait to meet her.
The Oregon Trail...
Saturday, September 6th.
Before I tell about our day, I have to give a big thank you to our friends the Owens'. Renae is from the Seattle area and she gave us a whole list of things to do while we were there and she had some really great suggestions. I only wish we had 3 more weeks so that we could have done everything on the list!! Thanks guys.
Anyway, we awoke to yet another beautiful Seattle morning. I was surprised to see Bambi up and feeling so well after her "carmel corn incident" the night before. She was chipper as ever and ready to sieze the day. What should we do I asked? "I don't know" she said... "I guess we could head for Oregon."
Oregon it is I said. We packed up our camp and waved goodby to our KOA home and got back on the I-5 and headed south. We had driven for a while and were getting a little hungry but we knew we were getting close to Mt. St. Helens. We pulled off the road in a little town called Castle Rock and ate at a restaurant called the Rose Tree. It was a nice little cafe off the side of the road who has some local business but also gets visitors for Mt. St. Helens as well.
We had a great breakfast and decided to get a closer look at this mountain.
Now, the Fey family (Bambi's maiden name is Fey) has a pretty cool history with the old mountain. I had heard this story before but while we were nearing the mountain, Bambi told it to me again. (Now if anyone in the Fey family spots an error in the story here or has anything else to add, please chime in via the comment section)
The story, as Bambi remembers it, is that her Grandpa and Grandma Fey were in Oregon visiting people in the Portland area. It turns out that while they were there, the mountain started rumbling and the news spoke of a possible eruption. Bambi's grandpa must have taken an interest in the story, and rather than just driving nearby for a look, they rented an airplane to fly up over and around the mountain for a really close look at the action. Now, they didn't know it...nobody did, but they were about to become a part of US national history. It turns out that the day they decided to fly over the mountain was Sunday, May 18th. For those of you who are not up on your history, that is the exact morning when Mt. St. Helens erupted. While in the visitors center, we read the accounts of that morning and the days leading up to that fateful day. It turns out that the mountain started having some activity already the weeks and months leading up to May 18 but nobody knew what was about to occur. You see, these mountains are active and have actually erupted several times over the last few thousand years. However, it is usually hundreds of years between eruptions. We read an account from the day before where geologists were measuring the earthquakes leading up to the eruptions and were still baffled. They new things were churning but they were unsure how big it would be and when it would happen.
Anyway, Bambi's grandpa is one of the few people who saw her blow... from the air. It turns out that their timing was perfect as they were there on that morning when the mountain was awakened by a 5.1 earthquake. The story goes that the North side of the mountain litterally slid down the side as the earthquake struck and as it erupted, it blew over 1600 feet off of the top of the mountain. All of this was followed by an immediate mudslide and a huge plume of smoke, soot and volcanic ash that erupted several thousand feet into the air. The eruption lasted for 9 hours and devastated over 230 square miles of surrounding forest. The blast erased one lake and created two new ones. Homes were devastated and erased from the face of the earth.
The quake and eruption litterally blew huge stands of trees to the ground, twisting them and snapping them at the trunk. The heat was intense, burning everything in it's path and they say there was a shock wave just like in an atomic blast. The eastern sky turned black during the middle of the day, the blast was heard well into Idaho, Oregon, and Montana, and within a few days, the ash had literally circled the earth via the jet stream. Now thats a big deal.
Anyway, Bambi's grandpa had quite a story to tell when he returned to MN. Actually, he was even quoted in some local Oregon newspapers as an eyewitness. Bambi says she got to take baby food jars of ash with her to school for show and tell.
To see it today, you can see that the mountain is healing. The surrounding forests have been replanted in places and the green is returning. However, you can still see the total devastation. The forest service has left everything just as it was. No clean up, which is great. They are using it as a giant petrie dish to see what happens and how the earth heals after this sort of disaster. Sure enough, the ash turns out to be a remarkable soil for new growth (ask anyone who sprinkles campfire ash on their gardens...) There is new plant growth and flowers returning to the area.
The cool thing, is that you can still see the vast acres of tree stands that were blown over during the blast. You can see how these huge 100 year old trees were twisted, burned, and hurled down the mountain to their final resting place where they will decay naturally, and return to the circle of life in this area. Truly God is amazing and you can see how he uses these types of events to reshape an entire ecological system. Through the devistation, there is beauty and regrowth. Kind of symbolic of life I guess. We go along with our lives knowing that we've got it all pretty well figured out. Then out of left field, BLAM! God shakes things up. How we decide to respond is up to us I guess but if we stand back and look for it, beauty really can exist even in the face of devastation. Given time, life goes on and the natural order of things returns to it's balance. I guess the lesson we took from this place is that God is always good... that we know. However, we could also see how he uses turmoil and devastation to wake us up to what is happening around us. As if to say... I know you have this plan, but I want this instead and if I can't achieve it through subtle notions, I'll just rock your world. When it happens, we can either cry for our losses or we can submit to his plan and utilize it as an opportunity for new growth.
(Ok, I know... Ross goes on this trip for a few weeks and turns into a hippie right? Not exactly, but having some time away from "life" does give you a chance to reflect a bit and start to see things a bit differently.)
Actually, Bambi and I just finished a book that was given to us from a friend of ours in Pella. Phil Stravers is a friend and also Anne's brother-in-law. In hearing that we were going on this trip, he gave us this book called "Through Painted Deserts." It's a book about two guys who take a trip similar to ours where they packed up a VW van, quit their jobs and traveled from Texas to Oregon. During the trip, Don - the main character, has a chance to take inventory of his life and starts to ask "why" questions about his life and his faith. It's a great read and the best part is that the places they go in the book are all places where we'd been just a few days prior which made it all real to us. (The name of the book is Through Painted Deserts: Light, God and beauty on the open road. By Donald Miller)
Anyway, in one part of the book, he talks about taking a trip of this magnitude.
He says "It might be time for you to go, it might be time to change, to shine out. I want to repeat one word for you... LEAVE. Roll the word around on your tongue for a bit. It is a beautiful word, isn't it? So strong and forceful, the way you have always wanted it to be. And you will not be alone. You have never been alone. Don't worry. Everything will still be here when you get back. It is you that will have changed." Donald Miller
I'll talk about this book more later as we read it and could see it unfolding before us. But for now, I'll move on with our story.
We decided to continue on in our Journey to Portland, OR. We arrived in Portland around supper time and drove downtown where we found supper at a Rock Bottom Restaurant and Brewery. Great food, and downtown Portland was alive. The kids are back in school and the whole downtown is just buzzing with 20 and 30 somethings. Of course, there are coffee shops on every corner as you'd expect... actually they are on every corner and half way down the block too just incase you can't make it a whole block without your favorite latte. Not being coffee drinkers, we walked the downtown and just took it all in.
After supper, we drove to Columbia River RV park where we spent the night. The next day, we'd take a closer look at Portland... interesting place. We were definitely not in Iowa anymore!
P.S. Hey Phil, if you're reading this. Thanks for the book!! We have enjoyed it thoroughly and it really spoke to us on this journey as you'll see in future blogs. Thank you for letting God work through your life and connecting to us through this story. I know when you gave us the book, you said "just keep it." I'll do it one better. I'll pass it forward to someone else.
Friday, September 12, 2008
Take me out to the ballgame...
We are staying the night in a Super 8 just off the interstate in Salina UT. Tonight is our first night in a Hotel on this trip.
Friday, September 5th.
We awoke today to another in a long line of georgous mornings. Nice cool temps but not anywhere near what we'd call cold. Sun was shining brightly - a beautiful day in the works.
We got up at our KOA RV park in Kent Washington and ate breakfast that we had along which consisted of some cinammon rolls and fruit... yes the illegal immigrant fruit!!
Bambi and were talking that we'd like to spend another day in Seattle yet so she said, you decide what we should do today. What would be a perfect day in Ross' world. I think I got it pretty close as it turns out.
I decided to look into getting us some baseball tickets. We were in luck... the Mariners were in town tonight and they were just kicking off a homestand against the Yankees. I got online and looked at all my ticket options. Now, I could go Dutch and sit in the outfield bleachers. NAH - I found us some really great tickets 5 rows up from the grass and just past first base.
Now all we had to do was kill a few hours before heading back into the city as the game was set to begin at 7pm.
We began the day by getting the bikes out of the trailer. We were unsure of how far the trail went so I said that I'd go ride ahead a ways and find a trailhead with a map to see what it looked like while Bambi did some things around camp. With that, I took off. The trail runs along side the Green River and, it turns out, runs from somewhere south of Tacoma all the way into downtown Seattle. AWESOME!! It's a nice paved trail and it's wide and just meanders along the river all the way. I found the trailhead and decided to give Bambi some time to email for a while so I got in a quick 10 miler. I then got back to our camp and Bambi joined me for a 20 mile ride toward Seattle. The weather was great and it was really a nice trail to ride on. It was a Friday morning so there were a few people on it but it was flat and you could really fly. No problem holding a really nice steady speed.
We returned from our bike ride and took advantage of the showers. After getting cleaned up, I could tell that Bambi wasn't really excited about the baseball game. She was like, "we're not even baseball fans." I know, I said but there is nothing quite like sitting outside at a major league baseball game, surrounded by screamng fans in a city like this... on a day like this. She agreed and decided to give it a chance.
We headed in toward the city with a quick stop off at a Chipotle for some supper since we had time to kill. We arrived in the city at about 5:30 which gave us plenty of time to park and walk to the stadium.
We took our time walking to the park and just had fun soaking up the pregame atmosphere outside the stadium. There were vendors everywhere selling t-shirs and hats as well as every food known to man. Bambi had suggested that we wait to eat near the park but I wasn't sure what would be available, but now I'd wished I'd taken her suggestion (again!!).
Anyway, I was too full from supper but Bambi thought she'd have some room for carmel corn. There is always room for carmel corn I suppose. We bought a large bag and took it into the stadium with us.
We went up to the ticket agent and showed my ID. He printed off the tickets and looked up at me and said, "these are great seats, you'll have a good time here!" He was right. We entered the park somewhere near left field and started our walk around past 3rd base and home plate to the other side of the park. All this time, we were up on the third level. Once we got over by 1st base, we began going down to the first level and entered the park. We found our section and were becoming more pleased as we walked. Our tickets took us all the way down by the grass for a great view of the action. The players were just coming out of the dugout for some warm ups and we were on the side of the Mariners so we could see the players very clearly.
Tonight they were playing the Yankees, so across the field, we could spot Derek Jeeter and Alex Rodriguez. The Yankees are not loved in Seattle. I imagine they get that response elsewhere too but especially A-Rod. Being that he started out as a Mariner and then moved to NY via Texas for more money, they held no love for him. Everytime he was up, the crowd just booed him terribly. I guess he's probably used to it... or maybe he just doesn't care. We didn't boo. Don't believe in it quite frankly. Maybe we just don't take it all very seriously. After all, he never did anything to us!
The game was great and we actually got to watch the Mariners pitcher throw a no-hitter all the way up to 8 and 1/3 innings, a feat in and of itself. Besides that, this was his first ever major league start and it was against the Yankees. It was fun to watch and by the time we hit the 7th inning, even at a fly-ball, everyone would stand to watch where it was going. At one point in the 7th, a Yankee hit a huge bomber of a fly ball to center field pushing the center fielder way back to the warning track where he caught it. While the ball was in the air, it was dead silence as we were all just holding our breath I guess. When he caught it, preserving the no-hitter, the stadium just erupted. You see, the Mariners really aren't very good this year and they apparently haven't had much to cheer about to this point so everyone was very excited to see this history in the making.
Unfortunately, after 8 and 1/3 innings, someone hit a long line drive to right center for a double that scored a guy who'd walked earlier. This broke up the no-hitter and was the end of the game for that pitcher. He left the field to a standing ovation though and the crowd continued to stay on their feet for most of the rest of the game.
I looked over at Bambi sometime after the 5th inning and she was all teeth. I could tell she was having a great time. She was hesitant, and up to tonight, we couldn't have told you one thing about the Mariners, but there we were, just cheering along with the rest of Seattle.
We left the field after the Mariners had won 3 to 1 and the scene outside the park was very festive. We had a great walk back to the truck among the crowd and decided that we really like baseball and could remember why it is such a great game.
We got in the truck and headed back to the KOA where we had a nice warm night, especially in the trailer where our little electric heater was just working away.
All in all, it was a great day... and other than "the incident"nearly perfect I'd say.
Thursday, September 11, 2008
Back in the good ol' USA
Happy first birthday to our nephew Kade!!
We are still in California... this is a really big state!! We are however, very close to the Nevada state line as we are camped in South Lake Tahoe. Bambi and I came here on our honeymoon 11 years ago and tonight we were able to have dinner at the same restaurant out on the deck overlooking the lake that we did 11 years ago.
Also, tonight I want to say congratulations to my Sister. We found out a few days ago that she and Jason are getting married on May 9th. I'm still not so sure about this Jason character. I guess Kyle and I will feel better about it all if we could spend some time with him first. I'm thinking the only logical thing for us to do is to go on a trip, the three of us, so that we can spend some time getting to know the guy... I'm thinking maybe in January???
Oh, by the way. I know it's still a ways off yet but regarding the wedding... I just got this new pair of brown shoes - they look great with shorts. Can I wear them to the wedding???
Also, Congratulations to Travis and Jessica. Travis is Bambi's brother and they just announced the birth of their third child, a beautiful little girl named Tiana. With two older brothers, I'm sure she'll have to learn to keep up fast!!
Back to our story...
Thursday, September 4th.
We woke up in our Vancouver RV camp to yet another beautiful morning. Not a cloud in the sky. We asked people while we were in Vancouver (Washington and Oregon too for that matter) if it was always this warm and sunny in September. They all replied that we were there at the perfect time as the previous couple of weeks had not been very nice at all with cooler temps and near constant rainfall. Could've fooled us we thought. Other than a couple of really quick rains during the night, and that one miserable morning in Cardston AB, we'd had nothing but sunshine and warm temps (during the day of course!!).
Bambi got up early, as usual and went on a walk. It turns out that she's been living on Central time this whole time so she's going to bed relatively early and she's up at like 5:30 - 6am most mornings. Not me though... I'm just loving this pacific time.
Anyway, she got up and went for a walk throught a few close by neighborhoods. When she got to the end of a street, she noticed a walking path going off into the woods so she decided to follow it. She says she was only a few hundred yards in when she saw something move in the woods ahead of her. The looked a little closer and, yet to this point, swears she saw a wolf. Now, you and I know that it was likely just a dog... maybe even a small deer moving through the brush, but a wolf??? She swears it. Anyway, she turned around post haste and double timed it out of the woods back into the neighborhood. She kept turning around to look and says, whatever it was, it didn't follow her. I told her he probably saw her and thought it would be a waste of time. Kind of like eating chicken wings... sure they're fun to eat, but you just don't get full.
She hustled back to the RV park and by that time, I was up and about so she regaled me with her story and I believed every word of it...
Anyway, it was time to move on. So, we packed up and set the GPS for Seattle. When we neared the US boarder, we had to wait in line this time. There was quite a crowd trying to enter the country. I figured there would be some sort of special express line for a guy like me... after all, I'm kind of a big deal... I have an office that smells of rich mahogany and is filled with leatherbound books...
No such luck. We just patiently waited our turn. Now, just as before, we had nothing to hide. However, we saw a sign as we got closer that said "To avoid unnecessary fines and jail time, declare ALL fruit." Wow, we said, that sounds serious. We decided that when our time came, we'd get out and unlock the trailer and take out the 2 peaches and 3 apples we'd acquired while in BC. We pulled up to the station and the lady looked us over and checked out our passports. "Where are you from?" Iowa, I said. "Iowa........potatoes???" she said. No, IOWA... CORN. "Oh, Iowa" she said. She thought a minute and then said in a low voice... "if you build it they will come???" Just kidding, she didn't say that but the guy at the RV camp the night before still makes me laugh.
"Iowa huh?" She said. Yep, I said. "What's in the trailer?" she said. Now, I figured this poor lady is on her feet all day long asking the same questions and getting the same answers. So I thought I'd make her smile a little when I said. "What's in the trailer??? Well, it's half packed full of illegal immagrants while the other half is tightly packed with rotting peaches and bug infested Dutch Elm." "Then, in the cracks, where there was still space, we filled it in with Heroin and Anthrax."
She looked me over and in less than the time it takes to crack a smile, I found myself across the front of my truck, arms handcuffed behind me and three border agents holding guns to my skull and screaming at me. Apparently, a sense of humor is not a prerequisite for this job...
Ok, so that didn't happen either. I just told her the trailer was full of camping gear and two bikes. I was about to tell her about the 2 peaches and 3 apples (really, I was!) when she looked at me and said, "ok." Just like that we were back in the States (along with our immigrant fruit).
So, if any of you see our pictures hanging in your local post office... wait until the reward is really high. I hear they'll pay through the nose for information leading to the arrest and conviction of a couple of fruit smugglers like us.
On we went to Seattle. We hit town mid-day and decided to see the downtown area before finding a place to stay for the night. We really had a good time as we checked out the local downtown marked and saw the famous Pikes Place fish market where they throw the fish. It was fun to watch them do their work as they don't just place the fish around, or hand them to eachother, they throw everything. I'm talking throw... even huge fish, they just rear back and let 'em fly. People gather all around this shop to watch these guys work and they chant and cheer the whole time too. You can tell they are having a good time. At one point, these 5 girls were getting close to get a picture together in front of the stand when one of the guys saw it and took a huge fish (must have weighed 25 pounds) and walked over and handed it to the middle girl and just walked away. At first I think she was a little freaked out, but then they started to laugh and all huddled around the fish for more pictures before giving it back. The guy just took the fish back, smiled, and hollered something as he slung it way back over the counter to another guy who put it back on ice. Bambi says there have been many books written about this place and they even teach about in business classes because their particular type of management style is so effective. Looked like they were having a good time.
We walked on and just were amazed at what you can buy at this open air market. Fish and all types of seafood, rows and rows of fresh cut flowers, food, jewelry, and it just goes on and on. It was a really fun place to just walk around and check out.
We went out back into downtown and then down to the waterline where you can watch the boats and ferry traffic come and go from the seaport. Overhead, seaplanes were taking off and landing in the nearby lake taking people in and out of the city by air. Just hustle and bustle everywhere and we really enjoyed just being among it all.
Finally, we walked our way over to the space needle. We bought our tickets and rode to the top. Again, just an amazing view of the city and it was fun to walk around and learn about the building. For instance, it takes 40 seconds to get up via the elevator... it really moves.
Our timing was coincidentally perfect. Just as we got to the top, we had about 15 minutes to look over the whole city and then watch the sun set over the western horizon. It was beautiful as you could Mt. Ranier just perfectly behind the downtown skyline. Then, as the sun dropped, it left a beautiful shade of orange and purple across the mountain peak. It was truly awesome, like God himself was painting the backdrop in long, broad strokes. Makes you understand where the phrase "purple mountain majesty" comes from.
We watched the sun disappear and then rode back down the elevator. We walked back to our truck and then drove to the nearby city of Kent Washington where we found a KOA RV park. Again, it was a nice place to stay and we'd had another beautiful day. It was good to be home, back in the good ol' USA.
"In Betweener"
This is not my official blog for the day but I just felt like we needed an in between blog to catch you all up on all the fun people are having at my expense!!
So, a few blogs ago, I posted a picture of myself (looking rather dashing I must say) in a mustache and sideburns. Bambi loved it!!
Anyway, I keep getting comments and emails about it from those who love me most... to make fun of my new look.
Dude Landshark has been having a good time ridiculing me and my brother Kyle told me that all I need now is a Ford Econoline van with the words "Free Candy" painted on the side to complete the look I was going for. Upon reading this, Craig (Bambi's brother) emailed us to let us know that their dealership had just gotten possession of such a van and offered it up for my use.
So, here's a picture of my new ride:
I can't wait to get the lettering on the side.
Just you all wait...
By the way Kyle, I'll be using this to pick you up from work when we get back. You'll hear me coming because I'll be the one with the stereo cranked way up blasting Sheryl Crow!
With friends like these...