Sunday, April 28, 2024

April 28: Thousand Trails and a surprise visit back home

 

So finally took Barbie down to Petroworks in Falbrook, CA for some much needed work.  Falbrook turns out to be a really beautiful small town just east of Camp Pendelton - a major army base on the coast between LA and San Diego.  Rolling hills, nurseries everywhere and winding roads (which made driving with the Whale just that much more fun).  In any case, dropped her off, the quote was lots of $$$ and 2-3 weeks of wait/work. Then headed for my first Thousand Trails RV park. 

So Thousand Trails (TT) is a club you can join which gives you access to various TT RV parks throughout the States.  Gene and I stayed in a TT park in San Francisco and because 4 days there cost us about $600, they gave us 50% off our year membership - so we only paid $350 for the year.  What that gives us is access to any of the TT parks in the Southwest states, so CA, Nevada and Arizona.  I can stay at any of the parks for 2 weeks (for free), and then I need to stay 'out of the system' for a week, and then I can stay for 2 weeks again, etc. Initially I thought that it was kind of like timeshare - which I knew enough about thanks to Peggy, but so far it has worked out well.  I can only book up to 120days in advance (which does not bother me as I do not know what I am doing 7 days in advance, so...) and they seem to have quite a few cancellations, so booking a few days ahead of arriving works fine.  Naturally as you pay a higher membership fee, you get better access up to premium which is $18,000 + a yearly fee and then you can stay at any one of their RV parks for your lifetime, but you still need to move every 3 weeks. The first RV park was Wilderness Lakes RV park in Menifee, CA.  About 30 miles away from where Barbie was.  I stayed for 5 nights, and really interesting...

Site for 5 nights

Take-out Gyro from the local Mediterranean restaurant

Spot the goose


Black crowned night heron - per my personal Merlin (LindaP)

The Escapees solo group

Played a lot of pickle-ball, swam in one of the 2 pools,  played cards, and just had a great time.  Crazy bird life - with geese nesting on top of RV roofs... made quite the mess..

There seems to be 2 groups of people.  Young families with pre-school kids who cannot afford a house in southern California and basically stay for 3 weeks at a park and then move on to another one - basically circling between the 3 or 4 parks in southern California.  The real modern day nomads.  All the kids and parents know each other and they all move together.  The other group are the older retirees or weekend campers who travel wider, but camp enough to make TT worthwhile.  

My campsite was next to Millie, just over 65 and traveled with her dog and a group of friends.  Everyone in the 'gang' belonged to the Escapees (another club) and a sub-club called the SOLO travelers.  Millie invited me to their happy hour on one of the days and I met everyone.  Really interesting.1 guy (ex-judge whose wife had died a few years earlier, about 80 yrs old and very interesting), 3 women of which one has been traveling around for 26 years on her own in her 40ft RV towing a large Jeep behind it.  The group of 6 in total had traveled up to Newfoundland and Nova Scotia and down the east coast last year and the year before had gone up to Alaska - so they put in lots of miles each summer.  This year the plan is to go do more of Alaska again.  Also nomads, but definitely not economic nomads... Will try and meet up with them again somewhere on the west coast and before they disappear into Alaska.

Once Greg and Loretta returned from their eventful Eclipse trip to Texas, I headed back to Burbank.  Gene and I had decided that I would fly back home for a week and surprise Gina for her 24th birthday.  

I arrived back in Boston at 1am on Thursday morning and when Gina came down to the kitchen, it was a total surprise.  The funniest part was that apparently for the previous two weeks she had been saying that she wished Dad was there to pack her car as she was moving down to Charleston the day after her birthday.  Kudos to Gene that (probably for the first time ever), managed to keep a secret...  It was a very  busy 2 days - Thursday morning I arrive, Thursday afternoon Tim Bouwer arrives from Portugal,  Friday Chris comes home, its Gina's birthday and Jack (Gina's boyfriend) arrives from Charlotte + we threw a little party for Gina on Friday night. Saturday morning at 5am Gina and Jack set off for Charlotte where they were going to sleep at Jack's parents, hook up the U-Haul trailer (as one should), pick up some furniture for the apartment and then drive the last leg down to Charleston.  Shout out to the old Corolla - did a great job to get them to their new home.

By Sunday we were winding down and had TeamG (Chris and Mary) over for a Ribeye and NY Strip braai and by Monday we were all relaxed...

Stanley doing Stanley

with the birthday girl



Sunday, April 14, 2024

14 April 2024: Heading back to Burbank

 

Relaxing in Morro Bay - great read

So spent a few days in Morro Bay. Went out surfing once when the wind calmed down, but realized that I am not as young and fit as back in the day. Then moved on to Pismo beach - great open beach, but ended up with lots of the typical west coast mist for the first time.  All very wet, cold and spooky.  

Waiting for the fishermen to come home at the Morro Bay harbor entrance


Pismo beach and the ride into town from the RV park

Pismo beach pier

Well, the eclipse was happening somewhere...

I suppose they are 4-wheel drive and will not rust

The RV camp host.  Luckily my site was not underneath that

Misty morning

Crappy little house on the beach in Pismo

Some good dinner - thanks Rob

Did not think a Tesla could pull anything, but hey...

Spooky.  Was amazing the number of trailers and RVs that ventured out on the beach
 
Then spent a night back at Rincon Parkway State Park. You cannot beat the view or the sites, except that I got woken up at midnight on Thursday night with waves splashing against the RV. It was a very high tide and an onshore wind. At least I did not have it as bad as the trailer in-front of me - they had parked closer to the beach and were being hammered by the waves. I do not think it did the Whale any good either, but luckily there was lots of rain in the forecast, so hopefully it would all wash off.
The trailer that got splashed most of the night.

Dinner time for the pelicans

More than 100 sites along the PCH  (US1)

My people

Position position position
On the way back to Burbank I stopped off at Ventura pier for lunch.  What a great place.  Excellent surf spot, broad promenade and a great pier.  Will need to go back.
Ventura point

Crazy amount of driftwood on the beach

Memorial stones?

So spent the weekend in the street in-front of Greg's house - mooch docking - while they were coming back from Texas after the eclipse.  Lots of rain to wash the salt off the Whale and discovered that Burbank downtown is actually not bad at all.

Next week: Taking Barbie in for a new engine...

Tuesday, April 9, 2024

7 April 2024: San Francisco and Gene heading home.

 

 
So fell in love with Santa Cruz. The RV park was the parking lot in a quaint harbor.  We met weird and crazy people and did some great bike rides along the cliffs and then saw our first hip hop cover band that was extremely 'woke' - they had something of everything. Called Izzy and the Haze
The lighthouse at the Santa Cruz harbor entrance.  Waves were breaking across the entrance, so the boats had to time it well.

The boardwalk


Weird experience with some 'fairy' that just appeared through the hole in the wall.



The best cycle path.  California really does well with their cycle paths

Gene on an 'unstable' cliff.  The waves were huge



We are but small...


Note the old guy infront of the band.  85 years old, can hardly walk, but came specifically for the band and danced the whole night.

From Santa Cruz we went a few miles north to Half Moon Bay / Mavericks - the Nazare of the California coast.  Unfortunately the surf was small, but at least I got to surf Mavericks (the beach break) while Gene worked....  The RV park was next to a Ritz hotel, so it made for great sundowners, and the beach was once again dramatic.

A waterfall on the beach...

Roman ruines...Did they not think the sea would win?

Them whales are huge

Maverick at low tide and no swell


Sundowners at the Ritz.  That is an Irish coffee as it is cold by the way...

Lots of foam that moves in the wind

And then on to San Francisco - hell hole / crime capital / etc of America.  We walked for more than 10 miles through the city and saw less homeless people camping on the street, felt more safe and just had a great time all round than Phoenix, Boston or Houston.  As the Uber driver said "They cannot show SF as a successful city as it does not fit the narrative".

We saw the UN plaza, Alcatraz, ate Dungeness crabs (and saw how they catch them off the Pacifica pier) and then... we went to the DNA Lounge  Some contact of Gene's son runs the place.  Crazy... We met people from Germany who came over specifically to see Lutharo.

Driverless cars

Fisherman's Wharf


Our first Dungeness crab - not bad



Lutharo - bad ass



It is nice being a VIP

Then did a bit of the San Francisco tourist bit - went to the Sutro baths, Napa valley to revisit the 2 wineries we saw in 2008 - Chandon and V Sattui.  Memory lane...

Gene at the Taco Bell with the best view ever... the food still sucks - in Pacifica on the beach

V Sattui winery


Our RV park in Pacifica - same one we stayed at in 2008

20 steps from the RV


The Sutro baths - built in 1894

 And just like that, it was April 6 and Gene had to fly back to Boston for the eclipse and I went back to Morro Bay.  It is just one of my favorite spots on the west coast.

Sunday mince curry

Went for a drink at Legends (every town has a Legends bar).  Everyone was hardcore metal fans so I stayed for more than 1...

Sea otters in the bay


Too many SandDollars



30 July 2024: Turnaround in northern Oregon and packing away the Whale

  So got to the furthest northern point of my trip - Seaside, Oregon.  I must say the Oregonians(?) keep their town names pretty simple.  Be...