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... weeks ago and I asked if we could leave it plugged overnight. Jim thought it would be ok but her preferred to not chance it. I guess we know know.” “Yep!” Heidi quips. “Lesson learned all right.”
So the next order of business is to get the car boosted. “Can you go in and call the front desk?” Heidi asks me. “Find out if they have a maintenance guy with booster cables who might be able to come give us ...
... there was a line on the ground where the green stopped and the dead landscape started. So, that’s why this turned into a longer ride then I expected for the day.
I regret that I passed a sign pointing to a small town named Dufur, OR and I did not go there. I have a friend who grew up there and met her husband there. This is my logger friend Steve’s wife Lawna. I always make fun of her by calling the town Dufus, OR ...
... around a bend in the cave, I began opening and closing my eyes in absolute darkness, laughing at the fact that I kept expecting some light to show once my eyes adjusted. I remember thinking about the angler fish and how if there was a little egg-shaped light bouncing around off in the distance, I would totally give in.
To give you an idea of how cold it is under your feet: just 20 yards into these caves, icicles hung from the ceiling ...
Well, the best way to beat the heat is to stay wet. This campground is not our favourite so far, as we feel a bit like sardines and there are no trees to shade us from the 100 degree sun, but we leave tomorrow for Craters of the Moon. We understand the ...
... outside and do their cooking there. We could do that, but it's more lugging, set up, and lugging to put away later. Then there's seating. Tonight, I'd really like to just sit in a comfortable chair and read. Except there is no comfortable chair. There's the bench at the dining table, and there's the bed. So I'm typing and whining, instead. I'm typing this on my IPad (thank you, Steve!) and not online, because the wf-fi here is so bad. That's another of tonight's rants. Most ...