Old man and his bride

Days 80,81,82

My my how time flies when there are guests in the house. Planning for two becomes taking care of four. Suddenly Katie and I find ourselves orchestrating the movements of 4 people to delve through two states and multiple sites to see over the course of 4 days. 
As I mentioned in a previous post my dad and his bride (step-mom) flew out to Eugene Oregon this week to meet up with us. From there it was up to us to shuffle them through the state on a whirlwind tour that would end up in the Redwoods. Day 80 was spent deep cleaning the RV to rid Roo of 3 months of cat hair stuck in crevices. I detailed the outside and worked on going through all the fluids on both tow rig and tow jeep to make sure we were ready to go on our next leg of the journey. The two old fogeys showed up late in the day and we were already settled at an RV park in Creswell Oregon. The next day was us pointing the choo choo train southeast on the way to Crater Lake National Park. We arrived around noon and found that the temperature had plummeted due to the elevation. Thick fog and ice started to encompass us. Unfortunately that meant that we couldn't see more than a 100 feet, and crater lake will remain a mystery until our return later in life. So now what? The plan was to stay outside the park and hike for a few hours then grab a night's sleep outside it's canyon walls. Weather be damned we took off southwest towards our final destination of the Redwoods.

n the way we passed lava fields and natural caverns. The old man was riding shotgun in the RV and spotted the river flowing through an old lava tube on the side of the road. I hustled my feet over the brake pedal in order to slow the 15 ton rig down in time to see it. Wet roads and loose gravel was enough for the front wheels to lock up just as we were about to stop. PHEW! That was close. 
Lava tubes behind us we still needed to find a place to sleep for the night. The caravan of RV and chase car got lost in the backroads north of Medford. Things were straightened out and we headed to Wal-Mart. The old trusty stand by of places to park when you are in need. Unfortunately we pulled in and this one was already packed. A half a dozen shitty looking RV's were in the back lot and homeless people were camped out under the bushes. Time to go. We'll find something else. Thirty minutes down the road we happened upon a state park and ponied up the $33 for a place to stay for the night. 
Morning broke and we were in driving distance of our final resting place. Through the canyons we went and this time Katie was back riding co-pilot with me. We stumbled through the town of Kerbysville and past a gift store called It's A Burl. Looks cool. We should check it out. 

Around noon we rolled into the Riverside RV park and got the rig set up for the next two days. With the afternoon free it was finally time to do some exploring. Just a few miles down the road lay a trail with giants. Towering redwoods in an old growth forest in Northern California is what we came for. ​​

Although busy and moving quick we still made time to see what we came to see. That's the whole point of this anyways. Stop and see the sights, absorb the culture, and fill our lives with memories of our travels.