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Waldport, Oregon 2025

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It’s been over a month since my last entry and things have happened that you may (not) be interested in, but I’m going to share with you, anyway. So, continue reading at your own risk with the understanding that you may quit any time you wish.

This was a trip to Fort Stevens State Park in July. Max had a good time and showed us the joy of having a white dog. He loves the water and the sand, in any order.

We would have spent more time on the beach, but it was pretty crowded.

Max having a staredown with a buck in our back yard. The buck backed down after a long contest of wills.

Here’s how Max helps us make the bed.

Our Winnebago friends showed up out of the blue and hooked up for a 3-day visit. These visits are limited to 3 rigs because that uses all the space in front of the house. Another limiting factor is power. With this many rigs plugged into the garage circuits there’s no doubt a breaker will eventually trip. But, it all works out with a great visit.

Then, our old PT Cruiser friends appeared for a visit. This is most of the visitors. I’m sure others took photos but I got caught up in visiting and totally forgot I had a camera. Sorry folks. We’ll start out with Max demonstrating how shy he is.

It’s really sad that I failed with photos because some of these people have been able to avoid us for 15-20 years. We all don’t mingle like we used to.

Then, all the sudden, they were gone.

Our standing family gathering in July included friends from Intel which provided us with a visit with Jered, a guy she found in the Intel cafeteria.

In addition to whatever happened over the past weeks, we’ve spent the last three days in Waldport, Oregon with the Walters Family. Since all the adult children work different shifts for Intel it wasn’t easy to get them in the same room together on a good day, carving out three days was difficult. But, my live-in trip planner managed to make it work. She got a 12 bedroom house on a cliff that worked nicely so everyone had their own room. Sounds good, but there was only one bathroom with 2 urinals and 2 stools, which was nice but, due to shy bladders, only one of us could use it at a time. Kinda weird.

We drove to Waldport after church on Sunday. Three cars made the trip from various locations and we all arrived within 5 minutes of each other after a 3+ hour drive. Quite remarkable. That made Jerrie very happy because having everyone there meant he didn’t have to unload everything alone. Once the three cars were unloaded we all thought that turning the Littles (Siah & Jasper) free to play, then Diane got busy preparing dinner. She made her best Sloppy Joe stuff on Saturday so all she had to do was warm it up.

The big kids kicked around the neighborhood and found a path to the beach pretty close to the house. The rope tied to the block goes all the way down. Wearing gloves is recommended but I wasn’t going back for them.

This is what it looks like at the bottom. (that’s Cedric leading the way).

We played an UNO game that was hilarious, aggravating, and lots of fun. It was a very un-normal version of the game. The objective is to get people kicked out of the current game by winding up with 25 cards in their hand. Easy to do when everyone gangs up on you and you wind up drawing 20 cards instead of 4.

Tuesday was a trip to the acquarium.

On the way in Jennifer took my hand. When she was little, holding hands didn’t appeal to her so I never got to do that. On her wedding day, when I walked her down the aisle I offered her my elbow but she took my hand instead. That was the first time she initiated hand contact. The next photo was the second time, as we walked in to the acquarium. That made my day.

Taking a break …

We took turns cooking. Sunday was sloppy joes that Diane cooked on Saturday, Monday Jennifer cooked taco/nacho meat very good with lots of choices to spice things up, and Tuesday Lydia cooked a classy pork and noodle dish that was very good.

After dinner on Tuesday Lydia and I took Max for a walk on the beach. In the dark. He loved it and thought it was great fun to run away from us into the dark. He finally tired of that game and allowed us to reconnect his leash and head back to the house. We were delayed a little longer because Lydia couldn’t find the log she assigned to watch over her flipflops. Thankfully she found them. Thankfully, we had flashlights because it was very dark for the trip back up the path.

We spent a lot of time at the beach after we found a more suitable access point for everyone. The closeby rope path wasn’t a good idea for the Littles.

It was a wee bit foggy every day we were awake. Still, it was fun. Even Jeran enjoyed it.

Loading up for the trip home didn’t take long, then our visit to Waldport was done.

Our first stop on the way home was Seal Rock where we had to stop at the Chubby Lil Mermaid Pastry and Gift Shop to get one of their whale shaped, caramel covered doughnuts. Sadly, I didn’t take a picture of the one I got Diane. I checked their website for a photo, but they don’t have one, either. Guess you’ll have to visit them for varification.

That’s it for the Waldport visit. Everyone made it home safely.

Seaside and a Broken Truck

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Yup. I’m still sucking air, as my friend Junior used to say. That may surprise some of you since I have a history of harming myself in various ways. Thankfully, that hasn’t happened lately.

Except for my left shoulder. It’s kind of wonky and I’m scheduled for physical therapy to address that malady. That starts on May 8th. If I can still use my keyboard then, I’ll tell you all about it.

Before I go too far into this, I’ll admit that there may be some repetition about previous posts. You have permission to skip the repeated info.

Let’s talk about our truck. As you know, it sat idle in our driveway while we were off sampling the weather in Arizona for the last part of 2024 and a bit of 2025. I may have mentioned the issues we encountered previously, but things have progressed. For the last few weeks it’s been unreliable about starting. The first episode was during a trip to Portland for something I don’t remember, maybe a Costco visit, then lunch at Chang’s Mongolian BBQ. After lunch it wouldn’t start.

It would lock and unlock with the FOBs but the big START button did not function. Therefore, the engine didn’t start. I decided to try the remote start feature which worked fine, but I could not get it out of that mode. That means I couldn’t put it in gear. It’s supposed to shift modes when you press the unlock button after the remote start, but that didn’t work. That meant the truck wouldn’t let me put it in gear no matter how hard I tried.

So, I called AAA for a tow back to St. Helens so they could figure it out. While waiting for the tow truck I kept trying stuff and finally wound up slapping and pounding on the dash in the vicinity of the START button. That apparently caused something to wake up because it actually started the next time I tried.

Feeling lucky, I called the tow truck driver and cancelled the tow and away we went, directly to Emmert where I handed them all the keys and walked home. I was losing faith in that rig.

A couple days later, they reported that there didn’t seem to be a problem because it started every time they tried. Feeling brave, I drove Max to Wiggle Buttz, a dog store, to have his nails trimmed. He was. begging for a trim. When the toe nails were trimmed we jumped in the truck to go home but it wouldn’t start. I only tried once. Then we walked back to Emmert and I gave them the keys again and told them where the truck was parked and we went home.

It was during this period of being truckless that we went to Seaside for the weekend. Diane wanted to see the super low tide in person. So, we went and had a good time. Max got to spend time on the beach running just as hard as he could and, though it rained a bunch, we enjoyed the stay like we always do.

Diane took her Mom’s fancy walker to the beach and discovred that it glides suprisingly easy over the sand.

So, while Max and I played, she sat peacefully watching the surf up close.

Max was perfectly content laying on the table watching the surf from a distancd.

Can’t say I blame him because the beach was very busy with folks carrying clam guns that apparently are very popular during low tide. I’ve never seen Seaside Beach like this before.

Looking north there were a few TeePees people had built and we chose this one for our next home.

We took one long walk, about 2 miles to Norma’s and back just to get this required photo of us at the Seaside Turnaround.

Emmert called and told me they had analyzed about 40 error codes that all pointed to low voltage and deemed that we needed to replace the battery. I said sure, so they did. That was Friday, a week ago but we were at the beach in Seaside so couldn’t get it until Monday.

I went back to the dealer, paid the $580.00 that wanted for the new battery, and they gave me the keys. I happily went to the truck planning for a leisurely drive home, but it wouldn’t unlock with the remote.

I didn’t try anything else before taking the keys back to the service desk to report this failure. We went back to the truck and the service writer couldn’t get it opened with the remote, either. He pulled the manual key out and opened the door but there was a disturbing absence of dome and dash light when the door opened. This was an indication that the $580 was not well spent even though their specific testing of the old battery revealed it was bad.

After scratching our heads in unison for a bit, they said they would like to keep it for another few days to see what more they could find. I said, “sure, if you can give me something else to drive because Diane and I both have places to be at the same time. They wound up giving me one of their rentals, a 2024 Blazer EV which is pretty nice. I drove it home and tried to get the truck out of my head for a bit.

Today is Saturday and the truck will be there until Monday at least. I checked yesterday and it was in the shop, which is good, but they still had no clue what the problem is. That wasn’t encouraging.

So, I think we’ll just go out and burn up all that electricity stored in the EV’s batteries. It tells me we can go 216 miles before it requires a charge. Perhaps we’ll find out if that’s true.

In the mean time, Max is glad to be home and that the crick has dropped low enough to go wading like normal. One of his favorite things to do after a walks is to take a dip in the crick.

To the Beach & Back

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Here I am, sitting in my recliner, Max hanging out between my legs, watching an NCAA Men’s playoff game (Clemson vs. Alabama) while Diane watches a recorded episode of The Bachelor. Living the dream.

In case you missed it, Kelsey (sp) won and got a humungus ring. Also, Alabama won the game. I don’t know who they play next. The game I watched before that one was UCONN vs. Illinois. Quite an amazing game. When the score was tied 23-23 UCONN went on a 30-0 run which kinda sealed it for them.

Now I’m compelled to lean into the goofy side of my brain. You may stop reading at any time and use your time in a more constructive way. I won’t mind at all.

Recently, Diane and I, and Max, spent a few days at Cape Lookout State Park near Tillamook where we didn’t even take one walk on the beach as a complete family. Max and I got out because he made it very clear that if I didn’t take him out he was going to crap in the trailer. That would not have made Diane happy. The weather was crappy so it really wouldn’t have been upset. But, we walked on the beach numerous times to avoid an unwanted nature call on the couch. He’s never done that but sometimes it’s difficult to deny physical needs that are ignored for too long. So, we walked and played.

The tide was out most of the times we walked making the beach appear to be enormous.

I tried to get him to run in the waves, and he did for about 30 seconds before dragging me back to the high tide mark that was littered with thousands of dead velella. They were odiferous and Max found them to be very appealing to his sensitive nose.

Left to his own devices he did his best to roll his little body in the sweet perfume of dead sea creatures but I won that tussle. He still needed a bath which he got when we returned to the trailer.

Those things were everywhere amongst the rocks.

To make the trip a little more enjoyable, we came upon some waterfalls that dribbled themselves onto the beach. They were very pretty and I did my best to get Max under them be he wasn’t having any of that.

Instead of choosing to rinse under one of the waterfalls he wandered toward the incoming tide, climbed on a rock and was promptly washed off into a roiling spin bath. I wish I had had some soap with me. I would have taken a photo but didn’t want to take a chance of dropping my phone into the water. Just trust me when I say he was thoroughly soaked when I managed to get him back to dry ground.

Seaside,

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We’re on a short trip to lessen the sadness of forgoing a longer trip. The beach was selected because it’s Diane’s Happy Place. Even bad days at the beach are wonderful.

We left home yesterday around ‘noonish’ and drove almost straight through with only a short stop at Bradley State Park so Max could take a little walk. He’s a really good traveler buy why take chances, right? He was happy that we considered his needs.

There was a short discussion about getting fuel before checking in to our room at the Hillcrest Inn in Seaside but checking in first won the debate. According to the truck’s computer we could go another 70 miles or so, so we chose to wait until the next day. The afternoon was beautiful, even though it was gently raining, so we used the time wisely by walking on a windlass beach with just a few scattered people for Max to greet. Much better than filling the gas tank.

We checked in with Ruth, the owner and an ex-Marine, who we met years ago during our first visit to the Hillcrest Inn. Diane chose it because of the name; we lived on Hillcrest Road at the time. If you have lots of spare time to waste, you can search through my old posts because I know I’ve mentioned this place previously. I’d look it up for you but I’d rather not. I’m not much for doing research. Just trust me, if you wish. It’s really there somewhere.

After getting our key to one of the cabins, we took Max to the beach. There was no wind, it was almost warm out. It was a nicer walk. There were not many people on the beach so I let Max run free for a short time until he got too friendly with some folks he met. Specifically, there were 4 your girls laying in the sand covered with a blanket. Max, of course, took this as an invitation to snuggle and get some licks in. They didn’t seem to mind but I put him back on his leash and relieved them of his presence. He’s far too friendly for his own good.

Our walk took us to the Seaside Turnaround where, it’s reported, Lewis and Clark ended their journey to the Pacific Ocean. That’s a rendering of them, standing atop their pedestal, behind us, near my right eye.

Diane went out before lunch to snag a few things at Safeway. She really enjoys getting away from me when she can. Can’t say I blame her. There are times when I wouldn’t mind getting away from myself, too. While she was gone shopping Max and I lounged on the sofa while I read to him. He’s a fan of Lee Child and Isaac Asimov. Sometimes he likes Norah Roberts, too. I’ve tried reading him pet stories but he finds them too pedestrian for a dog of the world such as himself. So, I cater to his whims and read whatever he brings me.

After lunch, Diane departed on a longer journey to Warrenton to visit the Goodwill store, her favorite place. Then Max and I took as leisurely walk on the beach where we found untold numbers of dismembered Dungeness crabs. It’s hard to tell if the birds did it or if nocturnal beach people had their way with them. It looks a little like a sacrificial altar.

Max wanted to rearrange the display but I talked him out of it and we went back to our room. It was time because it was very windy and cold out there.

Early on in this narrative I stated that Diane likes to get away from me every chance she gets. That’s not totally accurate because we really enjoy each other’s company. But, she truly does love her alone time especially when she shops. I admit I tend to hover around her when I go too, and that can be annoying. So, it’s better that she goes alone. I’m afraid that if I don’t support her ‘time away’ we won’t reach our 60-year goal of wedded bliss.

I suspect it would be prudent if I terminate this before I start saying stuff I’ll regret. Cheers to you all. Stay safe and happy.