Yesterday we left Bullards State Park and drove to Honeyman State Park. Considering all the “State Park” entries you may sense a theme in our travels. We made the trip without incident and drove right into our designated space. Honeyman is a huge park with around 400 camping spaces so I was totally gratified that I was able to drive right to the one Diane reserved.

I backed into the space just right the first time, then nudged it back just a little further because it was a short space and we needed room for the truck. Doing the nudge resulted in the rear wheels dropping off the paved space and landing against the cement stop bumper that had apparently been pushed off the paved area. The rig was essentially stuck and I could not get it back on the paved area. But, there was room to park the truck crossways in front of the RV so, I guess, mission accomplished.

I got out the big blocks Jeff made me and placed them under the rear jacks hoping they wouldn’t get jammed into the soil too far before they got the rear wheels off the ground. I started the leveling process and then went back to watch the results and was gratified when the rear wheels left the ground. My plan was to get some pieces of wood to slide under the wheels to keep them elevated when the jacks were retracted. Not having wood, I rediscovered the plastic leveling pads that look like large legos and used them instead. I wouldn’t know how effective they would be until this morning when we broke camp. I’m happy to report that they worked great. There was a little hesitation getting the umph to regain the paved area, but it made it.

Once on solid ground, I proceeded to break camp. The only thing remaining by then was the power cord. Max didn’t care. He just wanted to leave. But first, he had to wander a bit and visit all the puddles caused by the overnight rain.

Then we pulled the plug and left. But we changed our destination from Devil’s Lake in Lincoln City to Armitage Park in Eugene. It was an easy drive and we have total TV access with Dish. Nothing in the way. Now we’re going to be home tomorrow instead of next Friday. We’ve been gone long enough.

In addition to excellent TV access, there’s a wonderful dog park here at Armitage, and Max spent a memorable 30 minutes racing and mowing down a number of regular attendees at the park. They will remember him. He really did mow them down. Ran right over them no matter how big. Once he started doing his zoomies, they all joined him but they couldn’t keep up. Sadly, I have no video evidence of his prowess so you’ll just have to take my word for it. He had a lot of fun.