Post border glee and hughes flying boat

we made it through the border in pretty good spirits. probably a rarity for most travellers, i have been blessed with a rather organized wife, so when the authorities asked, I just smiled, nodded and said "yes" and "oh yeah" to most questions and requests (respectively), and came away looking pretty much on the ball.... viv was worried about the crossing, thinking we wouldn't be prepared. Fact is, Mr. bordergaurd was pretty impressed, and kept repeating that we were great, and very organized. i appreciated the plural, though I knew it wasn't so. viv is very organized, i am apathetic...not a good quality at border crossings.

Oregon; it's a wine and fruit country state, and it's beautiful. orchards amidst what looks like very arid country, life amidst the dead. the columbia river borders washington and oregon, very wide, best wind surfing in north america, or so the friendly RV park lady told us. finding that rv park was a trial, viv had found "wishbone campgrounds" in the tomtom, it was quite the place. no campfires (anywhere in that county...should have guessed given the summer california had), no people, just a white marker board saying pick a spot. a really ratty looking wooden shack that apparanlty had showers, at the top of the very steep gorge. we moved on, it wasn't very pretty.

we found the rv park and the rv park lady and set up the tent, roasted some polish sausage that wasn't half bad and booked down the street to an outdoor restaurant...something or other solstice was the name. it was kinda cool, live music, we had a flourless desert al a mode and I sipped some local wine. pleasant. well, lots of trains, that litterally passed by our campground within thirty feet of our tent....lots of trains. with loud whistles...every time i heard one coming i plugged my ears. but for all that, we had a relatively good sleep.

today we made the coast, lincoln city, in lincoln county, not the same county that billy the kid killed people in...just so we don't confuse anybody. anyway, it's gorgeous, the ocean is how i remember it, wide and rough. the air is cool. in a lot of ways it reminded me of newfoundland, only very developed, rich and touristy.

earlier in the day we saw an aviation museum...i suggested we stop, viv said sure, so that was good. we walked in and saw the biggest plane in the world sitting in the hanger, amidst other planes of course, but it catches your attention. howard hughes spruce goose, the original hercules. very impressive, i'll post a pic. we went to the space museum next, then the imax space station in 3d. tom cruise narrated, that guy could make anything sound exciting. vivian tolerated my interests today, i was very appreciative, she's awesome.

we got a small cabin in a koa just out of lincoln city, it's small and comfortable. and cheap, which is nice. no tent tonight. probably tent again tommorow.

sorry for the long blog.