Jacksonville, Oregon
Wednesday – 23 February 2000: After a good
sleep, we awakened to partly sunny skies and there is a creek and a lovely sign
in front of Goldie reading “Please pick up your pets poopâ€. We decided to stay
over another night – probably just to delay having to give up living on the
road. We must have vagabond blood somewhere back in our family trees. The
weather was nice, so why not? We headed out in the car to tour historic
Jacksonville, Oregon. It was a very quaint town (Oregonians can drop down to
the next paragraph now) in the hills of southern Oregon. It was a gold rush
boomtown and was the most important stop between Portland and San Francisco. The
town has been kept in its “original†condition as much as possible. We visited
the museum and walked around the streets and visited the Jacksonville Inn.
Later, we drove along a beautiful road above the town and saw a small herd of
deer having lunch. In the summer, Jacksonville is host to the world famous
Britt
Music Festival. This area is full of pear orchards and this time of year,
they are full of smudge pots which can be lit to keep the trees from freezing.

DT, on a typical Jacksonville street

The historic museum building
We headed east, toward Medford and stopped at
Harry & David – a company made famous by shipping the fabulous local pears,
and other delicacies, around the world. We found many wonderful treats and
bought lots of gifts for our pizza bunch. According to their brochure:
“Harry & David Holmes took over their family orchard business in 1914. For many
years, the exclusive pears they shipped to the grand hotels of Europe enjoyed a
worldwide reputation for excellence. But when the Great Depression hit, the
brothers were forced to seek new markets. So in 1934, Harry set off for New York
and David to San Francisco, carrying samples of the rare fruit they hoped to
sell to American industry moguls of the day. By the time they returned, they had
gathered enough orders to start a new mail order business. Today they ship
11,000 tons of pears a year.†Well, it wasn’t pear season, so we bought the
snacks!
It was getting towards the middle of the
afternoon and we needed lunch, we headed down to the freeway
to Ashland, home of the
Oregon
Shakespeare Festival. (There are sure a lot of world
famous festivals in this valley – happy we stayed over to
check it out!) We found a brew pub with the most interesting
menu and we just had to try! Too many things to tempt us, so
the waitress gave us samplings of several things. Veggie
black bean chili, garlic fries, grilled Portobello sandwich
on foccacia bread, seed bread with two spreads: Garlic mayo
or roasted tomato. Then DT ordered a salad for “something
healthyâ€. He also tried their India Pale Ale and I tried
their ginger lemonade. Yummy. We could not finish the fries,
so we had them boxed and they permeated the car for the rest
of the day. We toured around Ashland, checking out their
beautiful parks, the campus of
Southern
Oregon University and re-visited some of the places DT
used to haunt while he did his geology mapping project for
the U of Oregon in 1977. We even saw a house with two camels
in their front yard!
But, then the clouds came in and it became very cold, so we
headed back to Goldie. We stayed in this evening, watching a
movie. Tomorrow we need to get home. We have had a lovely
three weeks!
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