Looking For A Getaway Far From Valley Heat
July 21, 2016
thought we would look for a place to live that wasn’t
so hot, so we piled into our old motorhome and headed north
as far as we could go in these United States, ending in
Port Townsend on the Olympic Peninsula.
It was nice enough and had a quaint old downtown filled
with seafaring memories, ships and plenty of nice folks,
but the sky was overcast and the weather damp and cold.
We asked “Is it like this often?”
The answer was “all the time.”
So we headed west following the coastal road and landed
near Astoria. It rained on and off for the whole day and
we didn’t care to get wet so we played cards to pass
We asked “Is it like this often?” and the answer
came, “Only in the summer. In the winter the rain
Back in the motorhome heading south we traveled through
areas of giant trees and we stopped to view the beauty of
it all. Then it rained again before long and we didn’t
need to ask ourself “Is it like this often? Just look
at the size of the trees and you have your answer.”
Now we were on the coast of Oregon and the rain had stopped
but the morning overcast lasted half the day, and then when
it did go away, we stopped overnight in Hoguiam.
By then the wind was blowing a stiff 20 knots and climbing.
The motorhome was like our sailboat with too much sail weaving
from one side of the highway to the other.
Finally we found a quiet little seaside community called
Newport and rented an RV space. It was the last one available
for miles around. Wonder why people like to come and stay
at a place like this? The wind was still blowing at gale
force as we hooked up the power and started cooking dinner.
“Does it blow like this all the time?” we asked
“All the time,” he replied and sometimes harder.
There was just no winning we thought as we went south on
the coastal highway. Beautiful beaches but only a few sturdy
people daring to walk on the beach. The heavy winds continued
all the way south to Brookings where we met up with a friend
Now the last time we visited her in Brookings, she said
the weather would be great, but it rained all three days
we were there.
Now with this wind we would have something else to complain
Surprisingly when we pulled into our RV spot, the wind stopped
and the sun came out. It was beautiful.
At last we found a place with the kind of weather we were
looking for. Absolutely perfect.
Then we brought up the subject of housing. She said “Something
has happened to the housing market here. There is absolutely
nothing for sale. The littlest shack is bought up immediately
and at an outrageous price.
“We we weren’t thinking of spending that much
money,” we said, “just a little place that we
could go to and get out of the valley heat.”
“You know it does rain here,” she said. “Why
only two weeks ago, it rained nonstop for three days, but
we really needed the rain so it was worth it.”
That night we dined outside as the sun went down in Brookings
and the cool night air set in with that coastal overcast.
We moved to the RV and snuggled into our warm blankets.
“It sure will be nice to be back home where the evenings
are so beautiful you can eat outside,” we heard one
of us say.
“Yes, lucky we are heading home, because I really
miss the warm weather,” came the reply.