Covering the baby.....

Well I'm starting this blog with a rather weird picture I like (although I have no idea why) of the moon half hidden behind a tree and having an out of focus Clematis leaf in the foreground. Nothing special about the picture and it off topic but I like it.


Today we went to the storage facility we use for storing the Musemobile since out friendly neighbor filed a complaint with Creswell City Hall. Would have been nice J if you had just asked.

Well anyway here is Andrew atop the musemobile trying to determine front from back and left to right.


He really didn't have a clue since this was the first time.


So he made a guess this was the front.


Then her started to unfurl the 50lbs cover,


Things started to fall into place - It looks pretty scary and I think it is something great care is required. There are lots of bumps on the roof he could have easily tripped on with the cover over them. Megan helped when necessary.


I even got into the act holding a strap.


As the cover opened it really started to drape easily over the sides.


Then with a flip of an edge and a few pulls of the straps we were almost done.


In the storage facility there were some interesting vehicles. Some obviously were towed *LOL*



There were lots of old buses I suppose Ken Kesey had a huge influence on this area.

Ken Kesey, born in 1935, was raised on farms in Colorado and Oregon. At the University of Oregon, he participated in wrestling and theater. He married his high school sweetheart and they had 3 children together. In 1959, when he volunteered to be a subject in experiments with hallucinogenic drugs, his life underwent a dramatic change. Near the end of the experiments, he began working the night shift in a mental ward. He started to feel that the patients were not really crazy after all, just more individualized than society was willing to accept. Parts of his novel (Cuckoo's Nest) were written while he was under the influence of LSD and peyote.

Note the bus

Kesey's specialty at the time was green Kool-Aid laced with LSD. In 1964, promoting his new book, "Sometimes a Great Notion," he and his friends, dubbed the Merry Pranksters, drove from San Francisco to New York in a psychedelic painted bus (paid for with the proceeds of Cuckoo's Nest.) His bus, Further, was immortalized in the Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test and On the Bus. Kesey hid 6 months (with his bus) in Mexico to avoid imprisonment for possession of marijuana, then gave himself up to authorities, and was jailed for 5 months. His writing changed from fiction to autobiographical prose, although in later years he returned to fiction with Sailor Song and Last Go Round.

One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest may have had more influence on society than society had on Kesey. The book was widely read by college students just as the baby boomers began to challenge authority. It is considered a masterpiece. Until his death in 2001, Kesey resided in Oregon where he had been active in the PTA :-).

So there were busses ...........


......and busses.......


.... and more busses


The next thing we were done and the crew posed for a picture. Sleep well under your cover dear Musemobile - out baby..... (after the boys of course)


Scrabble Score --- Scrabble Queen 287 - The Contender 289 Whew!

Quote of the day

“When people ask what my best work is, it's the bus. I thought you ought to be living your art, rather than stepping back and describing it.” ~ Ken Kesey

Ken Kesey was a wonderful story teller and here in Eugene there is a wonderful stature memorializing "The Storyteller"

A Letter From New England regarding the Flood

I sure miss my friends from New England but I love their letters (see below)

I thought you might like to see some pictures of Bradford--these are pics of the roads to and on the bridge across the river.The water reached the bottom of the steps up to the deck!! And you think you have it bad in Oregon!

Backyard


The road to Henniker- (the only Henniker on Earth) --bridge is almost under


The other end to Warner---some cars have passed through


The end of the road to Warner


A truck tried to go through got stuck Real smart one there lol


Man on top of truck. He told Jason that his wife is going to be pissed--Go figure--who wouldn't be you wrecked the car---duh--- I guess his wife was already yelling at him--- Harry that better not be our car in the water. A little late dont you think



Quote of the Day ~

If there comes a little thaw,
Still the air is chill and raw,
Here and there a patch of snow,
Dirtier than the ground below,
Dribbles down a marshy flood;
Ankle-deep you stick in mud In the meadows while you sing,
"This is Spring."

Christopher Pearce Cranch, A Spring Growl

Waldport (this time they are hot off the press)

Happy Mother's day to you Sharyn and to all the other mother's who have touched my life with tenderness and strength.



So we got back from Walport and I downloaded some pictures. Do they look familiar? Well these are a year older than the last blog. If you look closely you can see an extra limb on the pine tree to the right (just kidding of course. You can get a larger picture by left clicking the pictures. I made them a little larger than usual. Now I am going to pan from left to right and keep in mind these are from a spot in front of, and leaning against the Musemobile in out campsite.

I love the illusion of this bridge running into infinity.

The Alsea Bridge goes over the Alsea River and Alsea Bay so I guess the seals sunning themselves on the Alsea Memorial Sand Bar are All Sea Seals.


I watched a show a few days ago. I think it was on the History Channel ant it was about the expected Northwest Tsunami that could generate a wave 100 feet tall. Now that is the Pacific Ocean beyond the houses. The houses are at most 30 feet high. I like Ocean and River/Bay views but I don't think this choice of homesites is very safe. Just to set the record straight I'd take any one of the houses if someone wants to trade.

Here is another view of the Pacific and the homes taken from a trail about 100 yards from the campsite.


Oh an just to prove this is where we were camped and the wonderful view was the one we had all week; I took this picture from inside the Musemobile.


I like to please my friends, so Doreen, this one is for you I know the moss fascinates you even though you let no moss grow under your feet.


absolutely beautiful green grass on the side of the hill near the trail I walked.


I had to move fast to get this crow flying over.


On the way back we stopped at Cook's Chasm. This wayside is at the southern end of Cape Perpetua National Scenic Area. This is the Cook's Chasm Bridge and it has a walkway from the north side (Where the parking is located) over the Chasm to the south side.


From the middle of the bridge you can see the tidepools below. On the left bank near where the largest rock is in the creek is a Blow Hole. Unfortunately it was low tide when the were there so we didn't get to see it spouting water into the air.


I was thankful for the steel railing as I walked over the bridge but leery of the painted over rust.


Looking back to the north you can get some idea of the ruggedness of the Oregon Coast.


Scrabble - We did play tonight but in honor of Mother's day I forgot the score.

Quote of the Day ~

"A mother is the truest friend we have, when trials heavy and sudden, fall upon us; when adversity takes the place of prosperity; when friends who rejoice with us in our sunshine desert us; when trouble thickens around us, still will she cling to us, and endeavor by her kind precepts and counsels to dissipate the clouds of darkness, and cause peace to return to our hearts."

Washington Irving quotes (American writer called the first American man of letters. Best known for the short stories The Legend of Sleepy Hollow and Rip Van Winkle. 1783-1859) - As an aside we have been over the Rip Van Winkle Bridge on NY Route 23 crossing the Hudson River at the town of Hudson. It was honoring Washington Irving a New York Native.

If this is May we must be in Waldport

Ok So I was not organized very well when we left home. We arrived at Waldport with a thud. I hooked up outside while Scrabble Queen prepared the interior of the Musemobile. HOWEVER, when it was time to connect and align the satellite dish I realized I'd left the remote control at home. OOOOOOpppppppsssssssss.



We did convince Andrew to drive it up to us. He said the drive was very nice and we have Megan to thank for reminding him to bring the remote control (he's a chip off of the old block) with him. They arrived and visited for a short while and it was nice to see them both.

So now we have the satellite remote but a tree blocked the satellite reception so we changed campsites from 26 to 28 and have reception.

But guess what else I forgot? My USB cable used to download pictures from my camera so I can post them on the blog.

But guess what else? Last May we were in this very same campsite and I still have some pictures for the blog.

It's a nice wooded area ...........


.....on a cliff above Alsea Bay where the bay empties into the Pacific Ocean.


Ma favorite subject here is the bridge over the bay.


Oregon has some wonderful bridges and this is one of my favorites.


My favorite view of the bridge is at night.


I won't have any new pictures till probably late Saturday when I have my USB Cable but I hope these were good substitutes.

No Scrabble but almost - maybe tomorrow

Quote of the Day ~

"There are three reasons for becoming a writer: the first is that you need the money; the second that you have something to say that you think the world should know; the third is that you can't think what to do with the long winter evenings." ~ Quentin Crisp (December 25, 1908 - November 21, 1999), was an English writer, artist's model, actor and raconteur known for his memorable and insightful witticisms.

Sometimes the Travel is a small Day Trip

Today was a nice day and it all started in the morning taking pictures at the house of some of our Spring flowers.

First I got this one of our first rose of the year. We have been pretty lucky with the roses so far. The two bushes in the front of the house historically have been plagued with "black spot" but so far this year we think we have controlled it pretty well with a spray. If it indeed works I'll put in a plug for the spray company.


Our Peonies are opening and we currently have three flowers in full bloom. This one is just opening after a rainy evening. I'll get a picture of one fully open later.


Here is another Peonie just about ready to open.


Ed had a Doctor's appointment so we picked him up and went to the Hilyard Professional offices. While waiting I took this picture from the parking garage.


This on is looking down on the garage from one of the hallways. I really like the Ivy and stairwell icon with a life sized person.


After we dropped off Ed and Sharyn decided to shop at Reed & Cross, a great place to shop. Being from Creswell this bumper sticker in the R&C parking lot made both of us laugh for quite a while.


I liked these little flowers also in the parking lot ....


this parking curb taken close up indicates a lot of traffic in their parking lot.


Across the street was something I am now aware of as a good subject for photography - the ubiquitous Oregon Coffee Drive Through (especially for you Doreen)



No Scrabble

Quote of the Day

“Metaphors are a way to help our minds process the unprocessible. The problem arise when we begin to believe literally in our own metaphors. Those who truly understand their faiths understand the stories are metaphorical.” ~ Dan Brown author of the worldwide Best Seller "Da Vinci Code" soon to be in the Theaters