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Washington

We said goodbye to the Bounder in Bend Oregon. It served us well, it was
great for extended trips, but for full-time living, there were a couple
shortcomings. We traded it in on a Beaver Coach and got an improved galley
with more kitchen counter space for Judy, and better heating and insulation
for the living space. We’re better prepared for the next Colorado winter.
It’s a nice house.
It’s about the same size.

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Oregon

Still in Bend. Not very birdy here, mostly house sparrows and house
finches. We see robins on the grass and mourning doves in the trees. We’ve
been hearing a mountain chickadee but still haven’t seen it. Western wood
pewee in the distance. California quail, and a great horned owl at night.
We hear more birds than we see. Even at that, still not very birdy.

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Idaho

Know how, when you’re stuck in line at the Grocery checkout, and the
National Enquirer is screaming out unbelievable headlines at you? “Her
husband was abducted by space aliens”? Well, I believe it. I believe, hidden somewhere in those headlines is a
kernel of truth. It may be tiny, but there is a truth hidden in there.
Maybe there was an unexplained light in the sky, before her husband
disappeared for a few hours to the local bar, and returned with an alcohol
induced explanation of why he went missing, but it’s in there. I think there was a kernel of truth somewhere in the advertisement for the
RV Park we stayed at tonight in Boise. “On the River RV Park”. The finest
location in Boise. Open all year. Sparkling restrooms. River quiet in the
city. Shade. Secluded pull through sites. Somewhere in those claims is a
truth. We reserved one of those secluded pull-through sites with fifty amp service.
What we got was a back-to back site where if we parked carefully, we could
open our slide without quite touching the neighbor’s slide. It’s a hundred
degrees. Fifty amp service for our air conditioning? Thirty amp. Pull
through site? Kind of, but if we had left the car attached, no one else
could have gotten to their pull through site. River quiet? It’s next to
the fairgrounds and the minor league baseball stadium. Shade? No.
Secluded sites? Maybe. We’re not secluded from each other, but we are
secluded from the river. No sign of it from where we are. I know. Maybe they really are open all year.