July 7, 2009
Casey’s Riverside RV Park
Gourmet activities are limited in nearby Oakridge, but we managed to return to the best Szechuan Chinese restaurant on the west coast. That would be Lee’s on the main drag. Lee (actual first name “Jeff”) remembered us from last year. Our picture (with hiking-mates Michael and Imkelina) was posted on their wall of fame. We’ll have to send them another one. Scrumptious prawns and chicken. I spent all day regretting that I didn’t order some chow mein. Be back next year. My fortune: “Be grateful for the great experience tomorrow (today).” Was that the clothes I washed?? Our bike ride? The 437 points I scored in Scrabble (Janice ‘lost” the last cumulative scorecard at Fritz and Dee’s. That one had me leading 150 to 33 for the year. We are now on a new ledger.)
Maybe the ‘experience’ is just sitting here, scratching Annika behind the ears, watching and listening to the Willamette River run by, perhaps accentuated later on by the whoooo-oooo of a train passing on the tracks across the river. And, thanks for the great chicken-cabbage-almond salad dinner, Janice. Life is indeed good.
The house-selling drama continues with the loaning entity wanting a bit more paperwork from the recent appraisal. Can we stretch this out some more? Is this the Obama plan at work? Hoping for some sense of finality by Friday. In the meantime we are lining up utilities, etc for the new digs. Oh, and there was the
Oakridge seems to be reaching the tipping point. Looks like somewhere between 30-40% of the houses are for sale. Many businesses are shuttered, others squeaking by hand-to-mouth. One local motel is inviting “inspections” as a ploy to generate business. Bring the flea detector and the UV light for this place, inspectors.
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