Our last night in OR was spent near Ashland, OR at Emigrant Lake Recreation Area, a spacious county facility with good campground and day use areas on a manmade lake/reservoir used for irrigation. The lake’s water level is now at its annual low point, some 60’ below the average high water level in late winter. Some floats and buoys are high and dry and look silly sitting on the ground 400’ from the water. The paved boat ramp has been extended to the water’s edge, appears long enough to land small aircraft. The pix were taken at Emigrant Lake.
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Trish’s new kayak rides in style inside the RV cuz we don’t have a roof rack on the pickup - not a major problem, since the kayak is only 9.5’ long and very light weight. We move it outside upon arrival at the campground. It’s presence in the RV ‘hallway’ hampers bathroom and refrigerator access but we can live with that for the few remaining travel days.
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Trish and Ranger stepped aboard the new yacht for the first time yesterday – on dry land cuz schlepping it to the lake was not a viable option. We’ll have to get a bottle of champagne for the actual launching and christening although breaking the bottle on the prow is ill advised – not to mention a waste of perfectly good, albeit cheap, bubbly. We’ll just wave the cork over the prow; it’s the thought that counts.
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Trish’s new kayak rides in style inside the RV cuz we don’t have a roof rack on the pickup - not a major problem, since the kayak is only 9.5’ long and very light weight. We move it outside upon arrival at the campground. It’s presence in the RV ‘hallway’ hampers bathroom and refrigerator access but we can live with that for the few remaining travel days.
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Trish and Ranger stepped aboard the new yacht for the first time yesterday – on dry land cuz schlepping it to the lake was not a viable option. We’ll have to get a bottle of champagne for the actual launching and christening although breaking the bottle on the prow is ill advised – not to mention a waste of perfectly good, albeit cheap, bubbly. We’ll just wave the cork over the prow; it’s the thought that counts.
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It occurs to me that Trish has yet to come up with a name, will have to work on that. Lollipop? QE3? Jalapeno? Bambi? I kinda like QE3, short and unpretentious like the craft itself.
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Crossing into CA one must stop for a fruit check. That statement opens the door for any number of snide remarks but, being the sensitive, totally PC guy that I am, I will of course refrain. The checkpoint is a wise and necessary precaution, protecting all manner of native fruits and nuts from assorted nasty infectious alien vermin and fungi. At the checkpoint I confessed to the dastardly deed of having in our possesssion 2 tomatoes. Apparently, tomatoes aren't on the no-fly list: they weren't confiscated.
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