Family reunion

When we decided to spend a couple nights in Lynden, we knew that we would see Aunt Marg.  When my mother found out we’d be here for a couple nights, she and my stepfather came up from Portland to visit with us.  An unexpected pleasure was discovering that Mark’s mom and stepfather were staying in Birch Bay and wanted to see us.  Marg invited them for dinner at her house and we spent a very pleasant evening visiting. Continue reading →

From Lynden, WA

Today wasn’t the best day for taking pictures.  We were so eager to get back to the US that we made very few stops, so mostly I just hung the camera out the window and shot at random.  The weather was pretty dismal too.  I had so hoped that we would get into some of that sunshine and heat we’ve been hearing about all summer down here. Continue reading →

From Quesnel, BC (the “S” is silent!)

I got up early this morning and borrowed the phone in the office of the RV park we were staying in so I could call our insurance company about the broken window.  We got a claim number and went to Peace Glass company, but they said it would probably be several days before they could get the glass.  They said they could put a Plexiglas patch in for us, so that’s what we opted for.  A young man named Daniel patched our window while we watched. Continue reading →

Almost time to go

The last few days Rose has allowed me to work half days so that I could spend time getting my house in order.  Today Mark took off for half a day as well and we drove over to Jerry’s shop so that Mark could change the oil and the oil filter on the RV.  It was a complicated matter of unhooking everything, pulling in the slides, and then hooking everything back up and putting the slides out again.  We invited Miss Rose over to see our place all clean and ready tonight. Continue reading →

Grapes of Wrath

Several weeks ago Mark and I woke up to an NPR interview with a reporter from Harper’s.  The reporter had written an article about Workampers where she described us as elderly people who couldn’t afford to retire.  She told about a woman she interviewed who sounded suicidal because she was so depressed about having to live in her RV and travel around looking for work.  I commented on NPR’s web site asking where the reporter’s sense of adventure was. Continue reading →