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Grandson Tyler

Grandson Brando

Grand-Dogs Jack and Chico

And Our Latest Addition: Ethan William,
Born November 27, 2006!

‘Nuff said!

Our first destination was Cape Kiwanda, Pacific City, Oregon. How wonderful it was to spend a week at the beach!  Even though most of our time was spent unpacking, we still had some time to take long walks in the evening with Annie, visit with some of our neighbors, and watch fantastic fireworks all week long.  The RV park was filled with the cutest bunnies, just running free.  Our cats, Angus and Argyle, as well as Pele the parrot, were fascinated with them - out the window, of course.  Annie wanted to chase them, or maybe herd them, but they were so used to dogs and people, that they mainly just looked at us, very unconcerned.

Hi, everyone, and greetings from the beautiful little town of Florida, NY.  I know, most of us grew up believing Florida was a state. Apparently our teachers were misled. Anyway, Florida was the hometown of William Seward, the gentleman largely responsible for our having acquired Alaska from the Russians. Great houses here. Terrible taxes, though.

We had one hell of a time getting off of Bainbridge Island. First off, we drove up to Everett, north of Seattle, to pick up our fifth-wheel coach. The coach is huge, and perhaps the largest thing either of us have had to control in our entire lives. We spent the better part of the day …read more »»

Arrived in New York (I think) August 13th, here in Florida, which is about an hour and a half northwest of New York City, depending on the traffic and how effective we are at controlling our fear of death (more on that later). We had high hopes for Black Bear Campground, given its location well off the highway …read more »»

Greetings from Weaver’s Needle RV Park in Apache Junction, Arizona. About 45 minutes east of Phoenix, in the shadow of the Superstition Mountains. We arrived here November 15th, but had to uproot ourselves again on the 19th to hustle our behinds up to the Bay Area (San Leandro, across the bay from San Francisco) for Jeanie’s daughter Felicia’s wedding. More on that later in this post. …read more »»

First stop out of DC was a little campground named Ft. Chiswell, on the freeway just outside of Wytheville, VA. Halloween. The campground is situated next to a dairy farm, so you can imagine the odoriferousness of the place. But the camp was clean, and the gas was cheap(er): $2.25 a gallon, which we hadn’t seen for months (and haven’t seen since, anywhere). …read more »»