Visiting Albert

September 17, 2015                       

What?  It is wet out here!  I can go back inside now.

It rained a good part of the night, and it was raining this morning.  No walk this morning, a rare thing for me.  We readied Hannah for departure.  Today, we have 164 miles to my nephew's house in Beaverton, Oregon, near Portland.

The rain came and went, came and went.  It was dry.  It was wet.  Never saw Mt. Ranier or Mt. St. Helens through the clouds.  It wasn't far, but it sure took a long time.  We thought we would see if we could park Hannah at their house... That is a negatory... too hilly.  We had a short visit (we were not planning on visiting today anyway) then attempted to find an RV park.   We figured we would stay 3 nights...  we call the first one... full, the next one... full, the next and the next... all full.  What the heck is going on?  We are now calling parks 25-30 miles away and they are all full!  We did find one with an opening for tonite only, so we jumped on it.    As it turns out, it is close to my friend Albert, who we are visiting tonite.  Albert and I have been buds since the 70's.

To Wilsonville we go.  We meet Albert at McMenamins.  McMenamins purchases old historic buildings that have gone into distress, and they refurbish them.  Each one is unique.  In Wilsonville, it is in an old church.  Pub food, steaks and fish give a well rounded menu.  Outside is a small ampitheater with firepits and a band.  For us, it was Tin Silver, kind of celtic folk.  Good music, good company.  I always love seeing Albie.