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Leaving our motel this morning, we saw this sign. Now that’s what I call one-stop shopping!

This morning I woke up at about 05:10. I tried so hard to fall back to sleep but ended up just laying there. I finally rolled out of bed at about 06:45 when Megan finally woke up. We were slowly getting ready, and it dawned on me that Megan really needs a blog. Most of what she says makes sense, and she usually makes me laugh. I figure the world needs to listen to her rants. FYI you can read her version of these events by going to http://roxiemegs.tumblr.com. Note: If her report of the events that transpire aren’t the same as my report, she’s the liar, not me.

We had just over three hours to drive this morning, and we made it to the beautiful Lake Quinault Lodge in Quinault, Washington. We walked around the grounds for a few minutes because Megan saw one of her favorite flowers, so we had to take some pictures of them.

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We asked the front desk about campsites, and they gave us a map. We first checked out Falls Creek. This is the campsite where they told me I needed to stay because it was “the best.” When we found it, I asked the camp host about staying nearby, and she told me that we were out of luck because they had just closed Falls Creek for the season. We continued down the road and found another campground.

The spot was very nice because it had a little beach, right on the lake. We met a lovely couple from British Columbia who were considering staying there too. Out of the goodness of our heart, we gave them first pick of spots, and we were ready to select a site nearby. We thought we’d first need to check out the third campground, Willaby Creek.

Willaby Creek is also on the water, but it’s higher up, so you have to actually hike down a steep bank to get to the lake. The camping spot with no neighboring campers (at the time) that would easily fit both of our tents. We decided that this would be the best place for us to camp. As we stood there, admiring the location, the camp-leader-guy (I don’t know his official title, so I gave him that one) came up and asked us if we were interested in camping here.

He asked us where we were from and when we told him Kentucky and Utah, he quickly launched into his pro-Romney, anti-Obama speech about how he hoped that our next President was going to be Mitt Romney. We laughed and joined in the conversation and pretty much agreed with everything he had to say. He went as far as telling us that he and his wife had even prayed about it and knew that they were supposed to support Mitt Romney.

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This afternoon, we went on our first hike. We did about 2 ½ miles. It was a nice and slow walk, especially in the first half. This is because we were rather camera-happy. I told Megan that the challenge is to take at least 20 steps before taking another picture. We failed that challenge miserably. I thought that the 60 photos that I took were a little excessive, but then Megan told me that she had taken 141. Geez, girl!

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Washington Camping Adventure: Day 2

I’m sitting on my bed in our lovely Motel 6 room in Vancouver, Washington. This room is pretty nice, especially for Motel 6. As tired as I am at this very moment, I’d be happy to be sleeping on a cement floor somewhere. My body is still on East Coast time, and it probably will be for the next few days at least.

We had a choice to make tonight. Our first option was to drive all night. We would get to our destination at about 01:00 to 02:00 and find a place to park the car and try to fall asleep right there. Sleeping would have been demanding since we can’t really move our rental car seats back. This is because both Megan and I packed like girls (so much stuff). That would’ve saved a little money, however. I’m sure I would have been in zombie mode all day tomorrow and wouldn’t have wanted to do anything, much less set up camp.

Our second option was to visit our cousin Cindy and asked to stay at her new place for the night. Their family has recently moved from North Carolina to Oregon, and I think we would have been their first guests. It would’ve been lovely to see them. We gave her a call and left her a message. We later found out that she went with her family to a barbecue and had forgotten to bring her cell phone. We finally decided to bypass them and try to get a few miles closer to our destination. Perhaps we can go see them on our way home. Maybe even have a meal or stay the night with them.

We decided it would be best to get a place to stay for the night. This way, we could leave as early as we feel and don’t have to worry about waking anybody up. Also, we didn’t want Cindy to have to make us a meal or anything like that. All in all, it was a good day. We drove about 13 hours, and I think we only have three or four hours left.

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I hope tomorrow will be a relaxing day of driving, getting food, setting up camp, and possibly going hiking or exploring around the area. Here are some quotes that either Megan or I said during the day. I will not tell you who said what to protect our good names.

  1. “It smells like citrus and shame!” (referring to the state of Florida)
  2. “I’m not averse to the art of courage!” (referring to Megan dating younger men)
  3. “You know why the other windmills didn’t work? They weren’t plugged in.”
  4. “It’s tough to pull internet service out of my anus!”

We grabbed dinner tonight at Shari’s restaurant. It was good to eat something a little more balanced, as I’ve been snacking all day on Twizzlers and Tootsie Rolls.

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