September 2, 2009 – Lincoln City, OR

Not a real rouser of a day, but travel days rarely are. Geri went shopping in the morning, and I hung with Don while he did some cleanup work on the rig’s exterior. We hauled out of Coos Bay about noon, and headed over one of Oregon’s spectacular coastal bridges, all built about seventy years ago and designed by the same guy. They even named this one after him, the McCullough Memorial Bridge.

I told you recently that Garmie’s days were numbered; well, I was right- Geri came back from her shopping trip with a new, bigger, more competent GPS unit, which Don promptly installed in Garmie’s place. He was pleased to see that it reported that we were driving on US 101, rather than walking on it, as Garmie was inclined to do.

As we headed north, the road got to be very windey, which Geri and I both dislike. As Geri had laid down for a nap, I took it upon myself to complain to Don concerning the road conditions; I got the same derisive treatment that Geri always does when she complains. I did look out the window for awhile, and saw that the scenery was quite lovely.

We got into Lincoln City in the late afternoon, and checked into a RV Park owned by the same company that has the Park that we like to stay in at Redding. We got a back-in spot, but we had a guide to help us park the rig, so I didn’t get to see Geri directing the choir. Geri took me for a walk and made me chase a stupid ball and run a bit, which is OK, she doesn’t make me do it that often. Don cooked up some lamb chops, which we all enjoyed. Movie watching, blog writing, and so to bed. Maybe some excitement tomorrow. See ya!