Picked up a hitchhiker & missed a turn...
Trip Start Oct 20, 2012
61Trip End Jul 11, 2013
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When you get an early start back on the road, rest stops are numerous thanks to copious amounts of morning coffee. We crossed over into Oregon and were about to pull out of our third stop in 10 miles when we decided to pick up a hitchhiker, Steve, and his very little dog Sampson. In fact, we didn't know he had a dog until it popped its head out of vented satchel on the backseat.
Steve and Sampson were on their way home to Kansas City, where they had set out 3 months earlier. Loyal partner for 11 years, Sampson had detected Steve's cancer - he couldn't figure for a long time why Sampson was nosing and pawing at his chest.
He told great stories of kind people helping along the way. One woman picked him up,seeing how tired he was, dropped him off at a motel, paid for his room and drove off. She told him this random act of kindness was something she was supposed to do. Then there was the Coca-Cola truck driver who couldn't pick him up due to company rules but wadded something up and tossed it at him as he drove off. It was a twenty dollar bill. As luck or fate (or both) would have it, he related his "quest" to a fellow hitchhiker who pulled a sample of "Shanghai Coral" from his pocket. He had cancer as well, and the powder from this particular coral was working wonders for him. Steve claimed to be getting better thanks to the coral - he looked pretty good when we picked him up.
So we're taking him to Bandon, where he would head east to hitch the interstates back home.
Mary says, "Billy.... we know people in Bandon, Oregon..."
Well I missed the turn at his intersection, so we rode up to the next turn, just beyond the shopping center, where we were faced with a Century 21 Realty "For Sale" sign. "Oh my God, I know that name!" And I know that name! I didn't know where from, but I had seen it before. Mary looked at me wide-eyed, "It's my cousin !!"
"Sure enough, thanks to Steve and Sampson, we had located yet another Corcoran and with about 3 hours notice, Teresa, husband Rudy and son Nick welcomed us into their home for another incredible dinner.
As for the hitchhikers, we sent them on their way with a new hat, a plastic bag for a raincoat and a couple of peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. I wouldn't be surprised to see their story on the big screen some day.
We had already selected a campground for the night and while trying to reach Teresa were on our way to Sunset Bay State Park just outside of Coos Bay. I tried the number on the sign and since the Oregon Coast has little or no internet connectivity, I couldn't access my full Corcoran contact list so I called the cherished social director-Auntie Helen, to confirm what we thought we now knew (?!?!?!?!?) Teresa had recently moved and she suggested I call her Mom Joan for current contact info. In the mean time Teresa called us back and, of course, in true Gypsy Tour form, their new home was only a few miles from our campsite in Sunset Bay.
Sunset Bay State Park turned out to be the most amazing place we've been to yet. The campground was very nice, but the 4 miles of sea cliffs, coves, trails, beaches and sea lions was stunning. Mary's finger seized up from all the picture taking. Especially fun was the Simpson Overlook, where one can view the largest "haul out " of pinnipeds [furry, flippered sea critters] on the Oregon coast. They all congregate on the beach of a small island and the surrounding rocks of the reef, creating a constant cacophony of clamorous croaks [okay, so they were barking a lot] that echoed throughout the park. In fact, Rudy said he could hear them at his house miles away.
Dinner was excellent, even though Rudy claims it wasn't his best effort, but what was most impressive was the art that is created in this house. Rudy works in glass - in fact, he competes and teaches glasswork. After dinner he gave a demonstration of the creation of one of his pendants, a solid teardrop of glass with a flower inside.
It was Fascinating.
Then we went downstairs to Nick s room where he creates and records music, from techno to classical. His goals are to be famous, run his own business and move to Seattle, not necessarily in that order. He will be so famous he won't have time to run his own business. This kid is not only good, but he's incredibly smart as well, (with the added intrigue of a Lennon-esque persona to boot "Cube is his stage name) thanks to the home schooling his Mom gave him. We are the proud owners of his first CD, which hasn't hit the shelves yet. You'll have your chance !!
NOTE: I received a message from Teresa this morning that read "Have to tell you my Bandon sellers called the day after you left and took their house off the market! They are content in their home and decided to stay put. Add that to your story... the sign was only there to point you to us!"
Ahhhhh yes... A day in the life of The Artful Odyssey!