Panarama
of the view to the west from the Astoria Column overlooking the city of Astoria
in the center and just to the right the Astoria-Megler Bridge to Washington
from Oregon and the mouth of the Columbia River off in the distance.
We
arrived in the early afternoon and with the drizzle falling gently, set up
camp. Note the $30 awning on the side of the bus. It worked great and stood
up to some pretty good gusts of wind that lifted the large table awning off
the ground.
About
an hour later my son Erich and Nicole with son William arrive.
My
son Erich and I have a laugh.
Grandson
Donavan rides around the park.
The
Astoria Column atop the hill overlooking the quiet fishing village of Astoria.
Nicole
and William watch the cars go by.
Erich
and William sit out of the rain.
Donavan
blows bubbles and William tries also but wants to lick the bubble tool.
The
RV park sits right on US Highway 101 so you can guess there is a large volume
of car and truck traffic. This is also the first wide spot after you turn west
from the bridge and many people pull over or turn around here. Its just plain
noisy.
Nicole
does the dishes after our steak dinner. Note the bit of dutch oven showing
on the bench. We made cinnamon rolls in it. Yummy!
Donavan
kicks the ball all over the park. Doesn't he ever get tired?
William
would like to kick the ball too.
William
thinks his cousin is pretty funny.
Donavan
listens to his Uncle Erich.
This
is what the park looks like as you approach from the east driving west on 101.
My opinion, this is a shabby place with bathrooms that are VERY tiny. It is
in sad repair and you will take a shower at your risk. No locks so anyone can
walk
in. For
the money, $18 per night, I would avoid this park in the future.
Donvan
made bubbles until the last drop was used up. What a good investment.
The
view across the river to Astoria.
A
surprise visit by new friends Joel and Trina. Amazing finish to our camp trip.
Grandma
Nana, aka Barbara, holds Donavan so he can look through the binoculars.
I
have my photo taken standing next to the Astoria Column just like my mother
did when she was in high school and living in Astoria about 1942. This is a
very touching moment for me.
The
trip is finished now with a long drive home but we have so many laughs to remember
and each moment with our children and our grandchildren is what makes life
so special. September 1, 2008.
