South Shore Campground/Pacific Ocean-$10, 16247 Bay Ridge “home”--$60 + utilites
Gas $3.76 and $3.86 per gallon
We were up bright and early the morning at Ed and Ilona’s but we knew that their circadian rhythm runs later in the day than ours so we lazed in bed in the camper until it was a “reasonable” time to go into their home. Imagine our surprise when we found them already on their second cup of coffee around the kitchen table waiting on the sleepy heads in the camper. What a treat to have coffee ready and waiting for us.
When we left Centralia we headed a bit south on I-5 to get to a road we had never traveled: Hwy 6 out of Chehalis. We made a brief stop at the local Walmart to stock up on ice and some fruit and commented to each other how weird it felt to be shopping in a Walmart so close to home. Even through we have relied heavily on Walmarts across the nation, it’s not our preferred grocery store at home. Once one Hwy 6 our stomachs started rumbling and we knew that our days of eating out were counting down so we stopped at a little hole in the wall in Doty and had a terrible breakfast. Maybe road food is just starting to lose its appeal for us.
We head up north at Raymond on Hwy 101, a highway that is so familiar to us since it runs all the way around the Olympic Peninsula…our stomping grounds. As we wound our way through tall Pacific Northwest trees and by ugly scars left from past timber harvests we tried to see the area through tourists’ eyes even through we’re “home”. We have come to realize that there is a distinct beauty to every part of our country, Washington being no exception. But I noticed that we didn’t take random road pictures and didn’t stop at places most tourists would because, well, we’re not tourists. Been there, done that.
On the way home Jake turned on his favorite radio show, The Men’s Room, and was thrilled to hear The Question of the Day: What streak are you on? The Mariners have lost 17 games in a row, a streak of dubious honor, so the guys wanted to know…for good or for bad, what kind of streak are you on? Jake looked at me with astonishment and said, “I HAVE to call in!” so we pulled over, Jake got in the camper to make the call, and I sat in the truck and listened to the show. It was a really cool way to end the trip, even if it was bragging.
Jakeism: THAT WAS AWESOME!
|Our welcome home meal.|