Overnight, the temperature dropped to near freezing in Central Oregon. For someone wintering in the Palm Springs area, the weather proved just-too-much.
We pointed the motorhome towards Portland and found fresh snow as we passed by the HooDoo Ski Bowl. Quite a bit of snow. Snow? Middle of June?
We must be in Oregon!
Dave and I stopped for a lunch break at the Detroit Dam. The barrier across the Santiam (San-tee-am - rhymes with Auntie Em!) River, was built before I was born. The created lake is a favorite recreation area for boating, water skiing and fishing.
We left our motorhome at her storage garage. She looked fabulous, with shiny new tires and new batteries. We returned to our much-neglected home and I cooked one ofour favorite dinners... while watching the NCAA Track & Field Championships - A G A I N - on our DVR.It's how we roll.
Until my next update, I remain, your reorganizing correspondent.