Not missing Snickers

Monday | 11 August 2008 | Neskowin, Oregon: Hope you are sitting down.

We are on the road in our RV - actually "wandering" around. Like a vacation. The bus is NOT parked in Eugene. We are camping! It is so exciting; I can't even tell you!

This morning started with a direct assault on our house. Bombs were being dropped from overhead. Every thirty seconds we were bombarded by another drop. The enemy was relentless with their attack. Smash. Crack. Pop. The noise was deafening. A squirrel was above the house in a 100-plus-foot-tall Douglas fir, dropping cones to the ground so s/he could later harvest the seeds. The green cones are very heavy, solid and sounded like a brick hitting the roof and deck. Hundreds (and I am not exaggerating) of cones were being dropped for hours over the north border of our property. We would go outside and yell at the squirrel. He would chirp back and actually stop the bombardment for a while... but soon the carpet bombing began again. Snickers (our dear departed beagle) would have been going absolutely freaking mashuga mad. I did not miss Snickers this morning.

Bomb


Carpet bombing

DT had Eugene08 meetings all morning, but we were organized and on the road to the coast just after 2 o'clock. Our destination - Neskowin Creek RV Park to rendezvous with my folks - also in their motorhome - for a few days. It was great to see them again and we settled-in to a campsite next to my parents and enjoyed a warm (though foggy) afternoon in the campground.

We are camping - with satellite internet and television and cell service! My kind of "roughing it".

For the second time in a day, I did not miss Snickers. There are about a gazillion rabbits and bunnies aimlessly wandering around this campground. If Snickers was here (no matter that he was deaf and blind - his nose still worked) the Power of the Rabbit would have been too much for him to resist and my arm would have been ripped out of the socket as he tugged at his leash to attack every fluffy bunny. He would have been unable to help himself: he was a beagle.

Since we were beagle-free, the little rodents approached with abandon. No fear of humans. Humans=carrots. Mom threw carrots on the lawn and the bunnies showed up like it was their job. The difference between a squirrel and a rabbit? Longer tails - and the ability to climb trees, drop bombs and piss me off.

A very good pedicure and "tame" wild rabbits


Relaxing


Not camera shy


Dad and DT watch football on Dad's outdoor TV before dinner


Mom


Rabbit having an appetizer... wondering why none of the RVer's ever serve Ranch Dip


RV bunny

DT grilled steaks on the grill I gave him for his birthday in April! (Isn't it just awful that we have not been camping for so long and this is the first time he has used the BBQ???) The steaks were incredibly tender and delicious, so I guess the grill was a success. We also served a Caesar Salad. A few corks were pulled, and we had a great evening with my folks!

Until my next update, I remain, your camping correspondent.

RV Park: Neskowin Creek RV Park, Space 47.