We're at it again!

We had a wonderful worship service this morning at Grace Community Church.  Our new pastors are doing an amazing job of glorifying God in our Sunday services.

After church we went home, had a snack, and then we hit the road for Chinook RV Park in Waldport, OR. 

RV Park Reviews gives this place very high ratings, and so far, we are agreeing with the reviews.  Neal and Gillian, owner/operators are very personable and helpful.  The park is located on the Alsea river, and although the RV sites are not situated with a river view, a very short walk takes you to the river's edge and an open area where the dogs can run off leash.

The only downer today is that we had a mishap along the way.  It was a rookie mistake, really. Early in our drive down highways 223, 20, and 34, which by the way was gorgeous, we heard a clunk in the camper, as if something had fallen. I wasn't concerned, but I should have been. 

We quickly forgot about the clunk, but when we got parked and opened the door to Topper, we found a half gallon of milk, a jar of peanut butter, a jar of jam, and a jar of habanero pineapple salsa on the floor. The peanut butter and salsa were intact. The jam had leaked a little here and there (it obviously had rolled about on the floor). 

And then there was the milk. The unopened paper carton (1/2 gallon size) had split. Thank goodness, it landed with the split side up, so only about 2/3 of a 1/2 gallon (I make that 1/3 of a gallon) of milk had spilled out and run around the floor as the camper rocked and rolled along the road. The ENTIRE floor of the camper was covered with a thin layer of milk. Welcome to your mini vacation, Tom!

It turns out that I had failed to fully close the door of the fridge to the locked position, after putting the last few items in before we left home.  It didn't take too long to clean up. There is a lovely laundry at the park, where we washed the throw rugs. We thanked God that we have vinyl floors, instead of carpet, as we had in our motor home! So, now everything is back to normal.

Tomorrow, the old blogger is going to go salmon fishing with a couple of buddies, who happen to be in the area. It has been years, nay decades, since I fished for the wily Oncorhynchus. Wish me luck. Jill will be joining one of the wives for a day of shopping and lunching in Newport, one of our favorite towns.