Crazy Day

 Feb 13.  Hope to Champoeg State Park, Or.

Crazy day.  Our first job over the border was to get cell phone service.  There was a long lineup at the At&t store.  It took us 2 hours. Once we got to the front of the line the service was quick.

Traffic was nuts through Seattle as usual, and it doesn't stop till you're past Tacoma. Then a brief respite till we hit Portland during rush hour.  We didn't make it to the campground before dark and had to navigate down narrow country roads to reach the park. In the dark we overshot our turnoff and had to back up to make our turn.  When we arrived in the dark the campsite was full, except for the 2 handicapped sites.  There was a sign saying no camping unless it was unoccupied after 7 pm.  There was a number to call for reservations but a couple walking by said they got no answer.  So we set up.

Patty said she felt guilty taking up a handicapped site.  And I said, there's no handicapped person going to show up in the dark to camp here.  How I was to run my words!

At 11 pm we got a knock on the door.  Hello, you're camped in my spot.  Of course it was a handicapped person showing up in the dark to camp!  We felt terrible. But Areta turned out to be the loveliest person.  She didn't want us to move but she had to plug her wheelchair in so she wedged her car up next to us so she could plug in.

In the morning we offered to pay her for the site but she wouldn't hear of it.  She did let us pay the $7 they charge for an extra car.  

Too hectic for photo taking!