We really like the Elks lodge campground here in Florence, Oregon. The sites are roomy, the place is very clean, the power is good, and everybody is friendly. But it’s an internet dead zone.
The Verizon signal on our cell phones and air card are very, very flakey, and getting online is really difficult. Staying on is even harder. They have free WiFi here with several repeaters located around the campground, and we can log onto them, but when we try to go online we get kicked off. So checking e-mail or anything else is just about impossible.
For a lot of RVers that’s not a big deal, but we run a business on the road and connectivity is a major issue for us. You’d be surprised how upset people get when they place an order or make an inquiry and don’t get a timely response.
While some sites in the campground allow satellite TV reception, our dish is blocked by trees. Fortunately I have over 7,000 songs on my iPod and we stick it on our Bose and have great tunes to listen to.
Today we’re headed for Whalers Rest Thousand Trails near Newport, and I have heard the internet reception there is just as bad. My buddy Greg White used this Wilson directional antenna when he and Jan were gate guarding in Texas and Greg said he was able to pick up cell towers 20 miles away. I may order one from Amazon and see if that does any good.
Since it was our last day in Florence we went into town and spent a couple of hours wandering around on the waterfront, poking our heads into some of the small shops and enjoying the scenery. I’d like to have a pontoon boat someday, but I think this handsome three-masted ship if way out of my league and I darned sure know it’s out of my price range!
Terry always likes checking out produce stands and there was one on the waterfront where she got some delicious cherries, plums, nectarines, squash, and other goodies.
This is the Siuslaw River Bridge. I’ve driven over it many times and never even snivel because it’s not too high or too narrow or too long. We need more bridges like that.
And here is the best thing I saw all day. It sure is wonderful being married to your best friend.
We did get enough of a telephone signal for Terry’s mom to call from Arizona yesterday morning to tell us that their home in Apache Junction had been burglarized while they were staying in their fifth wheel in the White Mountains. None of us are safe from the maggots who are too lazy to work and prey on others instead.
Terry and I have talked about someday getting a place in Florida to use as a winter base and traveling in the summer, but one major concern is the worry that the same thing would happen to us. Of course, it can happen in an RV too, as we well know from our own experience of returning to the motorhome one night and finding a burglar inside. At least that fine young man went back to the prison he had recently been paroled from after getting the seven bones I broke in his hand and wrist mended. I’d like to do the same to the creep or creeps who broke into Terry’s parents house, too.
Thought For The Day – Political correctness equals an inability to think for oneself.Political correctness equals an inability to think for oneself.