Coasting Down the Coast

Life goes on here in Charleston, Oregon: another beautiful day on the coast, walks on the beach, snuggles in bed at night with my three favorite gals and Vinnie.

The Charleston fog horn blows every 30 seconds

Charlie and I are going to enjoy a “date night” today with a nice seafood dinner courtesy of Miller’s At The Cove down in the Charleston Boat Basin. It is a sports bar that happens to have the best seafood in the Coos Bay area, in my opinion. (And that’s high praise, as there are a lot of good seafood joints up here.)

Our good friend Lloyd (back in Mesquite) has got Covid-19 and he’s been pretty miserable for most of the week. It’s a good thing that he’s had his vaccinations and boosters, or he could be in worse shape. Lloyd told us today that he passed out in his house yesterday. No bueno.

This latest iteration of Covid-19 virus variants seems to be quite virulent. We know several friends in So Cal who are sick from it right now. Nothing life threatening, but similar to a bad flu. When will this plague end?

Our Mesquite neighbors, the Carnicellis, just took possession of a new (for them) RV to replace the crappy one that they bought a year ago. That $100,000 piece of crap lasted two trips before Galen and Sherry threw in the towel. In fact, they were here in Coos Bay with us when they could read the handwriting on the wall. Sherry, in particular, was bummed with the lack of space in the rig, particularly after she climbed into our spacious monster. Their fairly new RV is a 37’ diesel pusher Newmar “Dutch Star”. Unfortunately for them, they have yet to unload their previous rig, a V-10 Coachman “Mirada”.

If this drama drags on too much longer, and desperation sets in, someone is going to make the Carnicellis an offer that they can’t refuse.

I took a drive this morning to explore the area south of Charleston. Taking a right turn out of the gate here at Oceanside RV Resort, the road meanders down the coast toward Cape Arago. A few miles down the road I came to Sunset Bay State Park.

Next, another mile south, was Shore Acres State Park. This property used to be owned by a logging family that reigned supreme in this area during the late 1800’s. Shore Acres is famous for the huge winter waves that slam into the rock shoreline, a photographers dream.

Several more miles down the road I came to Cape Arago State Park, which is the end of the line on this road. It is a beautiful place to enjoy the grandeur of the Oregon Coast all the way down to Bandon.

We will be passing through Bandon on July 29th, on our way to Brookings. The coast near Bandon is spectacular and the town is also host to the world famous Bandon Dunes golf courses.

The Wizard’s Hat
Bandon Dunes Golf Course

Update on Vinnie: Unfortunately, the lad has “screwed the pooch” too many times down at the beach, running off to do his thing while I have to walk a quarter mile to retrieve him. The stubborn little guy is now back on choker leash and has to watch his buddies romp around the beach off-leash. It’s too bad, but he’s got to learn some discipline. I still love him, but he’s in the DOGHOUSE this week.

“No beach time? Over my dead body!”

We talked to our daughter-in-law Carol yesterday. She and husband Jeff are surviving their ordeal in the 25-year-old RV down in So Cal, boondocking every night and working in the day. They plan to sell the rig when they retire in December and get themselves a dependable diesel-pusher. It appears that they’ve got their priorities in the right place and will probably make a positive go out of full-time RV’ing.

Two days to go: The RV repair guy will return on Monday to replace the cooling unit in our Norcold 1200 refrigerator/freezer.

Yay! (But, I will believe it when I see it.)

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