Land Sharks and Sand

Last weekend, we traveled to Silver Cove RV park near Castle Rock, WA. We met up with Gwen and Loren for a weekend of relaxation and...well...thats about all we had planned. The Falls were a little nervous as they were bringing their new pup along and well, lets just say, he has a few social problems. You see, Cooper is adopted and has had a rough short life. He is a Pug, Chihuahua mix. If you are trying to visualize, think of Loren very anorexic. Anyway, Cooper is a little stand offish when he is around you for the first time. I was introduced to Cooper shortly after we arrived and he soon earned his nickname of land shark. Cooper is a little uppity and likes to growl while showing his teeth. After a short time (Almost two days!) Cooper settled down and when given a treat by Lori, soon was her best bud. He never warmed up to a bored and un impressed Walter which seemed to make Cooper even more ill tempered. Kind of reminds me of Loren when dinner is late!

Saturday morning, Lori and I went for coffee, returned and sat around watching tv, napping and walking this huge and beautiful park. We watched boaters come and go, fish jump and in general had a great time. I can easily see why the Falls love this place.

Saturday night, we grilled hamburgers while the Falls provided their special corn on the cob. It was great and we sat around enjoying the fire at night watching Loren constantly moving wood around trying to put the fire out every minute of so. We had a great time.

Sunday, my plan was to head through Portland, hit hiway 26 and later onto Oregon 6 into Tillimook and onto Sand Lake to meet Shawn and Neal for some quad riding on the sand. All was going well until I went to take the exit off I-5 to Hiway 26. Exit was closed and no detour. Thankfully Rosie routed me over Cornelious pass and then back to my original route.


Soon I was on my quad and hitting the sand. We rode all afternoon and rode with several of Shawns friends who came down for the day. We all decided to take the 'one way' which is a trail on the north end and is supposed to be a one way trail. About three quarters of the way in, the first guy did a loop and when he exited, Shawn was just entering and they collided. Both were thrown off their bikes and suffered minor injuries. The bikes were not so lucky. Shawns bike was broke and we had to put the front on the back of my quad and tie it down. I then acted as a tow truck and towed it all the way back to camp.

we licked our wounds and made dinner. Neal and I went back out riding for a sunset cruise. We ride up to a bluff over looking the Pacific Ocean and watch a spectacular sunset. It is very romantic...er I mean we high fived and rode off into the sunset...




Monday morning brought a very sore and slow moving Shawn. He slpt good during the night, but was in need of Advil real bad. I made omelets and Neal and I went back out for a couple hours as Shawn slept some more. We packed up and headed for home about 1130. We made great time till we hit Seaside. From there it was one construction project after another and we crept along and breakneck speeds of 5mph for miles. After 4 1/2 hours, I was home and another adventure had ended. On a side note, Shawn is much better and moving more every day.