Near the end of month two

Last weekend was the busiest so far - ten times busier than any day or weekend yet. I really liked it - driving around looking at RVs - talking to folks - selling wood out of my cart. It was a blast. This next weekend (couple of days away) will be twice as busy as that. It's the weekend for the Newport wine and seafood festival. I don't drink alcohol or like fish, so it holds nothing for me. But there will be lots of those sots and fishmongers here in the park. It will be interesting.

Soon enough I'll be going back to Newhalem Bay State Park for the month of March. Nothing new there. The spring breakers will be coming in and that will either make for some nicely busy days or some really aggrivating ones. Who knows. In April I'll be traveling back up to Yakima and to Mt. Vernon, WA for a few days - where I'll be playing the Wurlitzer theatre organ at the Lincoln Theatre for a silent movie and short concert. It is some kind of celebration of the theatre during the month of the Tulip Festival there in the Skagit Valley. I'll enjoy that a lot. And after that, an Oregon Stater Parks volunteer's gathering in Salem near the end of the month. I'm looking forward to that also.

The weather here on the Oregon coast has been so good lately, I've been able to put the top of the Miata down three days in a week. I saw a Honda GL1800 Goldwing yesterday. I sure miss mine. Gotta find a way to trailer it with me - probably by the time I leave for Humbug Mountain State Park for the month of May. Maybe.

It's getting dark and there is going to be a full Lunar Elcipse tonight which will be visible as the moon appears. Let me go see if it's out there now.

Bye....

It's a vacation - Every Day!

I tried, yesterday, to add a new entry. It took me more than an hour. Then after having fiddled with it, trying to get the photos in the right place, I lost it all. DRAT! (no translation needed, I'm sure.) So maybe I'll just attach the photos at the end of some writing.

Yes, I'm here at my new digs in Newport, OR. Actually it's called South Beach. Look at a map, you'll see. The park is about the same as the Nehalem one - just a few more yurts. But less customers for some reason. The crushing workload doesn't at all compare to the crushing slacktime. That's retirement, I guess. This place has a nice little hospitality center. The other hosts gather more because of it and that seems to bind us together better.  

The wind blows a little, then it rains a little - then it rains hard, blows hard, starts hailing, a bit of sunshine. My satellite TV dish blew over a couple of nites ago. It was well anchored but with all the trees that I've seen blown down, I'm not surprised. This one did miss the RV next to it, but you see what I mean.

I get my own little cart and can buzz around anyplace I like. I kinda wish I had some golf clubs now. I might be more likely to take out RV windows. I tried to golf once, years ago. It was truely the most exasperating thing I ever tried to do. (Well, except for bowling, perhaps.) There's a major wine and fish festival coming up in a couple of weeks. All the yurts, and all the long RV spaces are already reserved. They are going to tidy up and open up the entire park - more than 200 spaces. That'll be something, I'm sure.

 Gotta go check things out up front - see if I have a yurt to clean.

 Bye......