Mt. St. Helens Motel
No availability found through our partners. Please contact the business directly or check some of our recommended alternatives.
Travel Blogs from Castle Rock
... the grill at any given time. After supper, we take the kids to the playgound to reward them for their improved behaviour and to let them loose after a long day in the van. I lay down on a picnic bench and watch as the bats dive-bomb over me continually, no doubt feasting on mosquitoes. Before leaving, I chec to make sure my wallt is still in pocket. Thanksfully, the mosquitoes disappear as soon as darkness sets in.
Sadly, our trip is coming to an end.
... that the best thing to do would be to annoy the **** out of each other while their poor parents alternate between figuring out how to set up the tent for the first time, get supper ready, and make preparations for the night's campfire. We try to concentrate, try harder not to lose our marbles, and eventually lose it on them. Isn't camping fun?
... made sense to give it another day. It was a hot day, so we dipped in the pool, played a round of disc golf in a very nicely designed 9-hole forest course, and relaxed at the RV after grilling up some chicken.
Jackie and the boys finished off their day in the dry sauna while I updated our blog, and we all settled in for a movie and some good sleep. Tomorrow we head back through Oregon.
... in appearance or offered an other worldly or exciting adventure. We enjoyed every one of them, together.
Location: Our favorite location is probably Patagonia because of the natural beauty, trail camaraderie with our fellow hikers, and delicious food. Certainly not for its unpredictable weather. This is a place we will definitely return to. This is followed or tied with the Yasawa islands in Fiji. ...
... farm. Ben, a very reserved 30 something from Maine and Jocelyn a New Yorker who was looking for a property in the area and writing for a christian anarchist publications in her spare time.
Later that night I met Carl, Lorna’s husband who worked in town during the week, who looked like a ship’s captain with his white beard and slim but towering figure.
The next morning Lorna showed me the rest of the property and Ben and I started ...