After a short stay in Yellowstone, I drive north to Bozeman, Wyoming so that I can meet with the friends for the midweek meeting.

Awake early but sleep in until the alarm goes off, rise, dress in my fall blues, grab my computer bag and then walk inside to my office space to begin pounding keys.

After my third cup of hot, I pack out to the jammer, start the engine to begin my drive north on the Grand Loop parkway in Yellowstone and plan to drive up to Mammoth Hot Springs where I take the US 89 north out of the park to see if the Boiling River hot springs is open. However, upon arriving at Madison Junction, I see a sign warning about road work ahead, so I check the park newspaper and find that US 89 is still under construction. ¹

Turning left on the Madison River road, I continue on US 191 out of the park and into West Yellowstone, Montana where I take the right turn and continue north on US 191. After a couple hours of driving, I arrive in Bozeman, Montana, drive directly to the w-mart and upload files to the internet.

At six-thirty, I pack out, put on my meeting clothes and drive to the hall which is only a half mile to the west of the w-mart. I have a very nice visit with the friends here at the Bozeman congregation and many remember my name.

Afterwards, I drive to the d-mart, park in a dark location and climb into the back of the jammer to sleep.

Up at the alarm, drive to the w-mart for coffee, com and computer. I also create a post about the strawberry full moon on my social media, after which, I resume my work on the new website design.

At seven this evening, I pack out and head to a Mexican restaurant, then to the d-mart for the evening.

Up before the alarm, dress, drive, walk in to the w-mart, coffee, com, and computer. I work most of the day on the site design but by five, I am tire and it is hard to continue. I will not pack out because it is stormy outside with the wind blowing hard and rain coming down. No, instead, I will go out to the jammer and climb into the back and sleep for a few hours.

However, when I do walk out to the jammer, I sense that the temperature has dropped quite a bit and there is a wet snow falling. I check the temperature and although it got up to seventy today, now it has dropped down to 37 degrees and will not get back up to the high fifties until tomorrow afternoon. Yes, we had a cold front come in mid day and I was so enjoying the mid day temperatures in the low seventies the last few days. I will definitely be hiding inside as much as I can until it warms up again.

I have been in the jammer for about an hours with the engine running and it is very comfortable inside but as soon as the engine is turned off, the inside temperature will quickly drop to the low forties. I have either got to go inside the w-mart or get under my coverers. My eyes tell me to get under the covers but first, I will update my website with current files. Soon, I am under the covers and in the jammer. Wow, never has it been this cold for me with the first day of summer on the morrow.

Upon awaking, I rise, throw my wallet around my neck, grab my computer bag and coffee cup, then walk inside to near where the fire place is burning gas flames. Soon, after my com has been checked and I have coffee to sip, a day of key pounding begins. Later, I go back out to the jammer to prepare a cup of Daystart and find that it is still in the mid forties, way too cold for this snowbird. Methinks that I have said this before but, this is the coldest winter/spring that I have ever experienced and now, it is summer. I go back inside to eat my breakfast by the fireplace, which has been turned on to keep the w-mart warm.

Once inside, I return to my work, but stoping for a time to share a few thought and even some verses with another man near by. Soon after that, I am back at pounding keys and developing the new site files. At seven this evening, I checked the temperature again and found it to have risen up to 54 degrees today. I walked outside at five pm to retrieve a can of fish from my pantry and said to myself, This is not bad at all! However, I then remember yesterday and this morning how cold I was. And, methinks, this is the first day of summer?

At eight-thirty this evening, with the sun closing upon the horizon, I pack out to drive to a place to sleep for the night.

It rained all night for the second night in a row and is suppose to continues most of this day. I wake, dress in my winter blues, walk inside and precede to reenact my daily routine of the three C′s: com, coffee, computer. I had wanted to meet at the hall this morning for the ministry however, the cold rain totally changed my mind on that matter. Instead, I stay inside the w-mart all day and pound keys because outside the thick dark clouds cover all the surrounding mountains.

The rain does stop in the late afternoon and it does dry up quickly everywhere. I retire at nine again and soon after, climb into the back of the jammer.

Awake to the sound of the alarm, rise, dress in my winter blues and walk inside to check com, sip coffee, pound keys and study for today′s meeting. At nine this morning, I pack out to the jammer to change into my meeting clothes and drive to the hall to be with the Bozeman congregation for a couple of hours after which I drive back to the w-mart and resume working on the new site design. The w-mart closes early at six this afternoon and I pack out to go to the one near the interstate and find it still open until nine. I go in and continue pounding keys.

At eight this evening, I am done with key pounding and so pack out to the jammer for the evening.

Rain came down a little last night but seems to have stopped upon awaking. I walk into the w-mart, take my place at my office desk and begin working on the new website. The work is progressing a lot faster that I had even hoped for, methinks because this site designer is (1) easy to learn and (2) makes the workload much less from it simple approach to web design. So far, I have created about 125 of the pages of my website and because it is a simpler way to create a website, I have been able to eliminate many of the original pages.

At nine this evening, I pack out, drive to the d-mart parking lot and get horizontal.

Awake, dress, grab my computer bag, walk into the w-mart, for com, coffee, and computer key pounding.

At six-thirty this evening, I stop work, pack out, drive to the d-mart to buy a new tooth brush and then back out to the jammer to put on my meeting clothes. Then, I drive to the hall for the mid-week meeting. Afterwards, I drive to the hw-mart and park for the night.

Awake, dress, drive, walk inside, com, coffee, computer. Tom, the man that I had talked with last week walks up and greets me. Then, I begin pounding keys to create and fill in more pages on the new site design. At one point, when trying to create a new page, the program tells me that I have reached the top limit of pages. Wow, what a hassle, and now, I have to find a workaround.

I stop work, drive to a Mexican restaurant for supper and afterwards, when driving towards the d-mart where I have been overnighting while here in Bozeman, I notice some dark clouds just to the north of me. So, I drive past the d-mart, over the interstate highway and north towards the East Gallatin river and come to the Cherry river fishing access.

When I arrive I see that there are a half dozen cars in the small parking area with all of the people from them out in the parking lot with their cameras. Methought, I am not the only one here who appreciates a nice sunglowful sunset with a good likelihood of seeing a rainbow.

I park the jammer, begin taking photos and think, this is quite the photo shoot and also methinks, this sunglow is just about done with. That is when I turn around to see what the sunset looks like and find the sun to be nearing suntouch. However, the thick low hanging clouds have it blocked from sight but not without yielding to a very bright orange ball of sunglow. I keep taking photos for a minute longer hoping for the sun to break through the clouds and then, just for a moment, a tiny hole opens up and I can see a very bright light shining through.

Upon seeing the sunbreak, I continue to wait for a bit longer with the hope for a suntouch but instead, the sun soon disappears not to been seen again until it arrives at the other horizon tomorrow.

Normally, when I am in Bozeman, Montana, I don′t get many opportunities to photograph God′s resplendent creation, primarily because I am in the WiFi mart most of the day working on the computer. This time, circumstances drew me to this pulchritudinous display and I am so overjoyed for it that I next drive to the w-mart parking lot and begin uploading the photos to my social media site and in no time several make comments about the post.

Wow, it is already close to midnight, I climb into the back and go to sleep.

Morning arrives early and I arise, dress in my fall blues, drive to the w-mart and go inside for my regular activities.

Awake, dress, drive to the w-mart, coffee, com, computer. I work on the new site design today trying to develop a work around to the 175 page limit. When I contacted the program support, I was told that I would have to create several projects and then connect them together. The first attempt yesterday did not work because I did not have any idea of how to connect the multiple projects together. However, overnight, I thought about it and came up with an idea and today, I am working on the second attempt.

At seven this evening, I stop, pack out and drive to the d-mart to buy a can of salmon for my supper. After that, I drive to the w-mart, park in the parking lot near by, and soon get into the horizontal.

Arise, walk into the w-mart, brush my teeth, comb my hair then set up my computer, coffee, com and key pounding to catch up on my journal writing. With June quickly coming to an end, I have need to create more of my daily journal entry blanks and once that is done and copied into the journal directly below here, I pack out, dress in my meeting clothes and dive to the hall for the morning ministry.

There is a good size group of friends out for the morning ministry, even a sister and her two sons form Moses Lake, Washington. Gary conducts and he assigns me, Paul and Dan to work with him this morning. We start with door to door, next make a few calls, then stop for a short break and afterwards, go back to the territory and call at more homes there. One man, after the presentation, sits down and says, I have a question. He ends up asking about half a dozen questions about the Bible, the last days and our beliefs.

When we arrive back at the car with the rest of the group, we tell the others about the good call we had as we drive back to the hall. I then drive back to the w-mart, change into my fall blues, grab my computer bag and go inside for more key pounding.

However, I do not stay late because I pack out long before the sunset and get into the horizontal for some sleep catch up.

Upon awaking at five this morning, I almost get up but decide to sleep a bit longer. Then, I dress, walk into the w-mart, have coffee, check com and pound keys on the computer to write the start of today′s journal entry. Next, I complete my study for today′s meeting and when that is done, I still have over an hour before the meeting starts so I work on the computer for some time longer.

At nine, I pack out, dress in my meeting clothes, drive to the hall and join the friends for the public talk and Watchtower study. Afterwards, I drive back to the w-mart

Awake again at five-thirty but go back to sleep until the alarm. Then, I rise, drive to the w-mart, grab my computer bag and go inside for coffee, com and key pounding until after eight this evening. Then, I stop, pack out and go for something to eat and stop for some Mac and crap.

Then, I drive to the parking lot next to the w-mart, stop, put up the shades, climb into the back and get horizontal.

Awake, drive to the w-mart, park, put up the shades, grab my computer bag and go inside for coffee, com and computer. At six-thirty, I pack out to the parking lot, put on my meeting clothes and then drive to the hall arriving early to look at more of the meeting parts when I look up and see a huge primary rainbow stretched across the sky.

I grab my camera, step out of the jammer and begin backing up so as to include both ends of the rainbow in the photo, but I did not have to back up to far. Soon after, Andy arrives and he gets out to see the rainbow and we talk for a short time before going into the hall for the meeting.

After the meeting, I drive to the w-mart and park in the hw-mart parking lot door for the night but first before climbing into the back, I step outside, walk around to the back and change back into my fall blues.

It is raining now and the temperature is in the low fifties but with the rain, it feels much colder. I finish changing and climb into the jammer to get horizontal for the night.

Awake, drive next door to the w-mart and go in for my coffee, com, and computer. For several days now, the question has been coming to my mind, Where next? My well established answer when asked this question by others is, I am retired and I do not even have to give thought to the answer to that question. Still, I have been here in Bozeman more than I had planned and now, I have the desire to journey on again. So, the question is poised to the self, Where next?, and it is one that I am giving much thought to.

I begin looking on the weather radar map and see lots of summer storms in the direction of Missoula and northwest of here so that will not be my next destination. Further, the multitude of summer storms in Montana are moving to the northeast and I do not think that I want to go that direction either. The weather in south Idaho is, as it is normally during this time of the year, quite dry and my thought is to move in that direction, but before I turn the ignition key, I will remain for a time or a time and a half time before I make my decision. I go up to the counter and have another cup of coffee, return to the computer and continue to pound keys.

Then at eight-twenty, I close the site designer software, finish my journal entry for today and then pack out for the evening.

It rained again last night, but is clearing when the alarm awakes me. I rise, dress in my fall blues, walk my garbage to the trash container, then drive to the w-mart for coffee, com and computer. I am working today on revising the third of seven projects that I have previously created. Once all seven have been revised, then, I will upload them to my alternate website URL.

The w-mart is closing at six this afternoon because of the holiday, so, I pack out and drive to the w-mart near the interstate which stays open until eight-thirty. Here, I continue pounding keys until it closes, then drive to the d-mart to buy a avocado, can of salmon and some crackers for my supper. Then next, I drive to the Cherry river fishing access to watch the sunset after which I go back to the park across from w-mart parking lot for the night.

Awake to a very bright sun shinning in, dress, drive into the w-mart, walk inside and begin another day of coffee, com and computer.

At eight this evening, I upload all of the files to my alternate website URL, log on to www.wayfarers.x10.mx and the new website works even though there are some quirks. However I expected the code typos on this first run through. Now, I must continue and create files and upload them to the internet, but that will not begin until tomorrow as for now, I am going out for something to eat.

I drive to the d-mart to buy avocado, salmon and crackers and then sit in the parking lot to eat the food. Afterwards, I take a photo of the crescent moon as it sets above the western horizon. Finally, I climb into the back and get horizontal.

Finally, I awake to a clear blue sky after more than a week of overcast skies and rain. I drive to the w-mart, grab my computer back and go inside for coffee, com and computer, with which I study for the meeting later this morning. With that complete, I work on my journal entry and then still have two more hours before I must needs leave for the hall. Then, I realize the today is Saturday and the meeting is tomorrow and now it is too late to go to the ministry meeting. Wow, senior moment. I continue pounding keys for the rest of the day.

At eight-thirty this evening, I pack out and head to the barn, or is it a d-mart but the warm weather keeps me awake for a while. I think back t Wednesday and remember the thoughts about journeying on.

I rise, dress, drive, park, sip coffee and check com. Finally, I open up my journal and pound keys to write the next addition.

In one of the posts, I read a comment that said, If your heart hurts a little after letting go of something, that is okay. It just means that your feelings were genuine. No one like endings but sometimes we have to put things that were once good to an end, especially after they turn toxic to our wellbeing and health. Not every thing is meant to last forever and not every person who steps into your life is meant to stay. At nine this morning, I pack out, dress in my meeting clothes and drive to the hall.

Awake, dress, drive to the w-mart, check com, coffee, and pound keys on the computer. Again, today, I work entirely on the new site design and come to completion of design package three. I then compress the files and try to upload the complete package but I believe it is to large, even thought I have compressed it with the zip manager. I will try again in the morning and if it still does not work, then I will have to reduce it into smaller packets before trying again.

I pack out of the w-mart at nine, drive to the d-mart and retire for the evening.

Awake a half hour before my alarm goes off, lie in bed under the cover and try to return to sleep but do not. I finally get up and looking at the clock see that it is still ten minutes until it sounds. I dress, drive to the swim center for a hot shower, then to the l-mart to wash clothes, and finally arrive at the w-mart at just after eight this morning for coffee, com and computer.

The first thing that I do is to try to upload my zip file, which is nearly 250 megabytes and it starts but is really slow. I know now that after this upload, the files will need to be in smaller zip packages. While waiting for it to upload, I begin today′s journal entry and then resume work on the next edition of the new design.

Awake, dress, drive to the ff-mart for coffee and then leave west out of Bozeman on US 191 to Four Corners where I continue straight on SH 84 and drive to Norris, Montana where I turn south on US 287 and follow the Madison river valley upriver but just before arriving at Earthquake Lake visitors center, I turn south on SR 87, drive over Raynolds pass, enter Idaho and then continue another 10 miles south past Henrys Lake to US 20. Once arriving at the US highway, I turn south, cross Henrys Fork of the Snake river several times on my way to Idaho Falls, Idaho, arriving before noon.

After a short stop at the d-mart for some vegetables, I then drive to the air conditioned w-mart, walk inside and eat a sandwich while pounding keys, first to update my journal, next to continue work on the new website design.

Wow, did it get hot here today and when I checked the weather, It will not cool off below 80 degrees until after 4 in the morning. I am out here, heading further north in Idaho and will probably end up in Sandpoint, Idaho but for now, I am driving towards Salmon, Idaho. This journey is one that I have been wanting to take for many years but have never had the opportunity and now I am driving through along the Salmon river and into the Sawtooth National Recreation Area and putting the focus of my eyes on the Sawtooth Mountains.

It is quite a long drive from Idaho Falls to Salmon about 150 miles and I do not begin until eight this evening because It was way to hot to begin any earlier. I drive north on IH 15 back towards Montana and then take SH 33 west to Terreton, Idaho and then turn north on SR 28 to Salmon which is the Sacajawea scenic highway and follows the Lemhi river downstream crossing it numerous times.

Along most of this route, I watch the sunset beyond the Lemhi Mountain range with Portland mountain at 10820 feet being the prominent peak and I am able to take many photos of the suntouch and sunglow as I travel north along the highway.

I awake, dress, drive to the Sacajawea Lewis and Clark Center to await for it to open. I raise the rear gait and set up to make a cup of coffee for myself. A short time later, I go to the visitors center to ask a few questions about this part of Idaho. What I find out is that for the next few days, I will most likely not have WiFi neither will I have many places to plug in my computer to charge the batteries so I may have to retrieve my inverter and connect it to the car battery in order to charge the device batteries. I will see when the time comes. I will however, have ample time to camp out in the mountain woodlands for the next several days.

The confluence of the Lemhi river and the Salmon is very near town but I do not drive there to see it but for now, I drive into town to upload my journal and other web pages. Then, at noon, when it is too hot to stay in Salmon, Idaho which is below four thousand feet elevation, I shut down my devises but before leaving town, make a short stop to buy some vegetable at the local g-mart.

Then I pack out and drive south out of town on US 93 and head up river stream along the Salmon river hoping to see the Sawtooth river mountains before the sun sets today. The Salmon river is a beautiful river full of twists and turns, occasional rapids and never ending cliffs on either side, sometimes steep enough to call the area a gorge. I travel upriver along the Salmon river, stopping very often to take photos of this near pristine waterway. After I reach one mile in elevation, the mountains change from barren desert like and the evergreen trees begin to slowly be more numerous. I think of how, in the paradise, all of the mountains in Idaho will be covered with evergreens. About the same time, I arrive at SH 75 and turn west towards Stanley.

All along the way, I stop at several of the small towns to replenish my organic vegetable stash and in on town of the name Clayton has a sign that reads Population: 7 and one of the resident has a gift shop. The store has a 1925 Pick Up sitting in the parking lot so I stop and go inside and meet the owner who is a young entrepreneur that creates most all of his gift items. We talk for a few minutes, I buy a bottle of cold water and then continue upriver and again, stopping so many times so as to photograph this passage. After another twenty miles, I arrive in a village called Sunbeam and stop briefly to photograph the dam across the Salmon river that was built for mining operations. Later, when the mine closed the state wildlife department contracted to have the hillside blown away and open the river again so that the salmon could get upstream and span.

A short distance after Sunbeam village, I see a sign stating, Just ahead, Sunbeam Hot Springs and upon arriving, I stop, park and after packing my day pack with my hot springs gear, I walk to the river. I find out from a man who is leaving that the hot spring is free, has a restroom and dressing room. Wow, and I was not even expecting a hot bath. Once I arrive at the edge of the hot springs, I get in and begin talking with the people there. To one man, in our discussion, I say This place will really be nice in the paradise, just to see his reaction. True to purpose, he says that he has never heard about the paradise and so, I begin sharing some verses with him, some that he can even quote after I give him the first part. I take several photos of the springs and the area and plan to do a page in my hot springs gallery.

Leaving the hot springs, I drive the eleven miles to Stanley, Idaho and there is some street concert going on with everyone screaming and the town is full of tourists which makes this a place that I do not like to overnight in. I leave out of town south on SR 75 to look for a place to overnight in the national forest and need to drive almost ten miles before finding a pull out that leads down to the Salmon river. I park in the national forest parking lot and upon getting out of the jammer, I am besieged by mosquitos so do not stay out long.

I then make preparations for the evening, but first spend a long time writing my journal story for today. At ten-thirty, I put the device away, now with only twenty percent battery left. Wow, was that an amazing day!

It is colder this morning than it has been for quite a few days and I really like that. Methinks that this may be a place to spend my summer hiatus. I was told that during the days, it does however, rise into the nineties during August but that it most every night still cools down to fifty degrees or lower. This morning I arise, dress, start the jammer to warm up the inside and soon after begin drive south on SH 75 continuing upstream along the Salmon river.

After a short drive, I come to a lodge and cafe and stop to buy coffee but have to wait almost an hour before it opens. I talk to a couple of hunters and find out that the highway continues to follow the Salmon river, now, no more that a creek and narrow enough to jump across. They also tell me that there is a hg-mart and w-mart in Ketchem, and that less than fifty miles.

With coffee in my cup, I continue south upriver crossing the Salmon a couple more times before beginning my climb up to Galena Pass.

I then drive over the pass, and down into Sun Valley Idaho, a very touristy area and stop at a w-mart to charge my batteries. Once that is done, I drive further south to Hailey, Idaho to shop at a hg-mart and end up buying quite a lot of fresh fruits and vegetables. Once I finish shopping, I stop at a local coffee shop and post part of my story to my social media. After that, I drive back over Galena Pass, down river to Stanley and then west on SH 21 across the high desert plateau of the Sawtooth Wilderness, then up to Banner Summit at 7056 feet and then over the summit and down along the South Fork Payette river to the confluence with the North Fork Payette river at Banks, Idaho. From Banks, I turn north on SR 55 and follow the North Fork Payette all the way to where it meets with Payette lake at McCall, Idaho and do not stop but drive right though town to the national forest.

I then find a trailhead parking in the national forest where i pull in and find a place to park for the evening. Upon parking, I get out as see another man by his car less than and ear shot away so I say out loud, Are you camping here tonight? to which he replies, Yes, I am going to set up my tent and I have some friends that are suppose to be here soon and we are going to raft the lower Salmon river. That begins a conversation and soon, I find out his name is Phil and he is from California. His friend Tim and his wife Cama are from Grand Junction and meeting him here at this trailhead parking. Phil asks where I am going and I tell him I am a snowbird looking for cool nights where to sleep. A bit later, his friends arrive and I head back to the jammer and climb in.

I do not need to eat anything because I have been eating fruits and vegetables all day. I get out my computer and finish the journal entry for today and it is not until nearly eleven when I shut down the electronics and climb into the back to get horizontal.

I sleep in this morning because it was so late last evening when I did finally fall asleep. I get out of the jammer and walk to the vault toilet after which, I walk to where Phil is packing out to head to the drop in location for the raft trip. I tell him good bye and drive north on SR 55 and drive through a series of steep switchbacks down a river gorge and ask myself What river is this? After a beautiful drive through the gorge, I come out to a flat stretch to New Meadows, Idaho where I turn right on US 95 and take it north out of town and begin following the same river. It does not take too long before I am driving along a tributary of the Salmon river called the Little Salmon.

I continue driving north on US 95 and soon arrive in Riggins, Idaho which is on the Salmon river and stop at Rock City restaurant for an vegetable omelet, hash browns, and biscuit and gravy. I have not had an omelet for many moons and I am not sure if it was the absence of eating one or if it was just the best omelet I have ever had. Methinks the later as not only the omelet the best but the biscuit was huge and the gravy superb. I leave there and then head to the Salmon river, cross it and continue north on US 95.

I stop again in Grangeville, Idaho for fuel and see Phil, Tim and Cara with several others outfitting there equipment for the one week raft trip on the Salmon and Snake rivers. Wow, that looks like a lot of gear that they are carrying for the trip, but, most people do not work at need level when they do outdoor trips. I do not say anything to them but wish them a safe journey. I leave out of the ag-mart and continue north on US 95. Next, I drive through the Nez Perce reservation and stop at several of the locations that the national monument has displays including the visitors center in Spalding, Idaho near Lewiston. After a short stop there, I continue north on US 95 and take the new four lane highway and forgo the old spiral highway up out of the river valley to the top of the mountain and then to Moscow where I stop at the Co-op hg-mart to buy a couple of red bell peppers and some water. I continue on and on through the desert hills and mountains for many miles and arrive in Coeur d′Alene by four this afternoon.

I locate a d-mart, which is very close to a w-mart and then find out that there is also a Kingdom hall very close by as well. It is very hot here in Coeur d′Alene and will not get below sixty for the low tonight. So, after the meeting tomorrow, I will drive a little further north to Sandpoint, Idaho which also has all the necessary stops on my in town for meetings and internet time.

I stay in the w-mart until they close and then go out in the heat to try to get some sleep tonight. Too my surprise, it has cooled down to the mid sixties. I drive to the d-mart which has a No Overnight Parking sign at the entrance so I do not stay even though there are a few others overnighters in the lot. I drive along the back streets until I find a dark spot and make it my space for the night.

Awake by the alarm and go back to sleep for another hour before getting up. Then, I dress in my summer blues, drive to the w-mart, park walk inside and have coffee, check my com and then pound keys for a time. The first thing that I do with my computer is to study for the meeting this morning.

There is a man sitting at the table next to me and when the barista comes to my table to offer to finish filling my cup, this man makes a comment to me which then leads into a discussion of eating healthy. During the conversation, I comment on a spiritual topic so as to test him out and he replies in a way that tells me that he is spiritually inclined. The conversation continues in which I learn his name is Travis and eventually leads to a spiritual discussion. Some time later, he tells me that he was brought up as one of Jehovah&prime:s Witnesses but left to pursue other endeavors. However, last night, he had been praying to Jehovah to help him gain more faith and thought it ironic that I was talking to him this morning about serving Jehovah. My answer to him was, Jehovah often uses his faithful servants to go to those praying for help.

He then leaves the w-mart and I finish my Bible study, after which, I pack out, dress for the meeting and drive to the hall. Again, I thank Jehovah for allowing me to share a part in helping someone to return to the flock of his pasturage. I arrive at the hall and see several vehicles already parked, so I grab my books and walk in. The congregation is small in number but very friendly. I talk with the friends both before and after the meeting. Then, I drive back to the w-mart to return to the key pounding while waiting for the sun to set.

Awake to the bright sunlight coming in, dress in my summer blues and drive the short distance to the w-mart. I come inside to work on my website and keep having trouble with the WiFi service, which I am surprised about because I have never had bad internet service at this chain of coffee shops. I stay only until ten this morning, then pack out and continue my drive north on US 95, stopping in Ponderay, Idaho at the w-mart which I know from a previous visit does has high speed service.

Upon arriving, I go in to get online, but my body is telling me that I need a nap, so I sack out in the back of the jammer for a couple of hours. The hours turn into longer and then the sun sets so I drive to the d-mart, park, climb into the back and resume my sleep.

Awake during the sunglow, rise, dress in my fall blues, start the jammer and drive to the w-mart for coffee, com and computer. Today, I work on the new site design and concentrate on getting all of the current pages unified in design. I also update the context on several pages.

At six this evening, I pack out, dress in my meeting clothes and drive to the hall for the midweek meeting. Upon entering, I am greeted by several of the friends and then one sister walks in who I recognize. She looks at me with the same I know you stare and then I say to her, I know you but I do not remember your name to which she smiles, says Whitney. I tell her my name and then we hug, after which, we catch up on our lives since we were both in Oak Harbor, Washington at the same time.

A short time later, another brother walks up to me and says, Didn′t we meet last year in Missoula, Montana at the regional convention? to which I confirm. I have only been here a short time and already, I have meet that I have met in times past.

After the meeting, I walk out to the jammer, grab my camera and take some photos of the full moon so that I can upload them to full moon gallery. While I am doing this, I talk with Jerry who I find out is just one month younger than me. Finally, I leave and drive to the d-mart for the evening.

Awake, dress in my summer blues, drive to the w-mart for coffee, com, computer. I work longer on the new site design.

I pound keys until I get a call from the ap-mart that my order is in. At six, I pack out, drive across the highway to pick up the part and then order two front shocks for the jammer. Afterwards, I go back to the w-mart and return to pounding keys until they store closes.

Awake, dress in my summer blues, drive to the w-mart, com, coffee, computer.

Awake, dress in my fall blues, drive to the w-mart, com, coffee, computer for most all the morning and then drive to the ap-mart to buy my second front shock for the jammer, then to the d-mart for some vegetables and finally back to the w-mart to pound keys for the rest of the day.

What a beautiful morning to wake up to! Except, there was a man sitting on the tailgate of his vehicle smoking a cigarette and the car was way too close to mine and the stench from his smoke was making me sick. I got up, got dressed and stepped out of the jammer to put my jeans on and he began to talk to me. Trying to get away, I start the engine and he walks towards me still talking. Finally, I say goodbye and drive out of the parking lot. He seems like a nice person and I would have liked to have talked with him about the Kingdom of God but that stench was just too much for this ex-smoker. I am really looking forward to the paradise.

I drive to the w-mart and go inside for my coffee, com and key pounding on the computer, but just for the early morning because at eight am, I go outside to change into my dress clothes with a tie and head for the ministry meeting at the hall.

Awake, dress in my fall blues, drive to the w-mart, coffee, com, and then, in walks Whitney and Joscelynne to purchase coffee. I rise from my seat, walk to where they are and get a hug from both. It has been a long time since we were all three in Oak Harbor, Washington at the Kingdom Hall and far back before the new building was completed. Then, they say goodbye, and head to where they will be sharing a rental. I return to my seat and begin pounding keys.

Then at nine this morning, I pack out to the jammer, change into my meeting clothes and drive to the hall.

Afterwards, I return to the w-mart and pound on the keys until the store closes. Then, I drive to the d-mart and climb into the back. It is a bit warmer tonight.

Awake, drive to the ap-mart and begin work on the jammer, replacing the front shocks and to my amazement, it does not take too long. The first one, I did have some problem with installing the two lower bolts but on the second shock, I put a screw driver in the hole and wiggled it. Then, the bolts screwed right in. When I was putting the wheels back on, I noticed that the wheel has a lot of back and forth play. So I looked under the front and wiggled the tire again to find out that the tie-rod ends are the cause of the wiggle. Then, I go inside and order the two front tie-rod ends.

Returning to the jammer, still lifted up on the jack stand, I look again at the front suspension and see that the bushings on the sway-bar end connector are worn more than I would like, so I go inside to order those and find that they have them in stock. I purchase two sets and go back out to the jammer and install both sets. Next, I open the hood and inspect the components and notice that the battery terminal connectors are quite worn. So, I go inside again to buy new battery wire ends and also install them. I will have to wait until tomorrow to install the tie-rod ends.

I then drive to the w-mart to pound keys for a time, but leave at seven to drive to a hg-mart in Sandpoint, Idaho, one that we stopped at on Saturday for a break. While I was there, I meet a man named John and we talk for some time about health and health foods. After a time, I ask him if he is a Bible reader and he says No, but I am a believer. This allows me to talk to him about the coming paradise, to which he seems quite interested. We finally say good-bye and I pay for my groceries and drive back to the d-mart for the night.

It is a very warm night tonight and it takes me some time to find sleep.

After sleeping late this morning, I must rise because the temperature in the jammer is becoming too warm due to it sitting in direct sun. I drive to the ap-mart but the parts have not come in so I drive to the w-mart for coffee, com and key pounding. Then, at ten-thirty this morning, I call the ap-mart and find that the parts have arrived, so I pack out of the w-mart and drive there to purchase one of the two. It is way too hot today to ever consider installing them today, so I buy one to get my bonus point and will buy the second one tomorrow to get a second bonus point. Five acquired bonus points awards me twenty dollars into my account to spend as I wish.

Then, I leave the ap-mart, drive to the w-mart and camp out here all day to get out of the ninety degree heat. After the sun sets beyond the mountain just west of here, I can tell it is beginning to cool off and go outside to look at the setting sun.

Tomorrow is suppose to be much cooler all day, so I will show up at the ap-mart to buy the second tie-rod end and begin installing both of them.

However, getting to sleep first is being hindered by the extremely warm air and then, after dark it cools off allowing me to drift off. However, I could not have been asleep very long when I am awaken by the explosive sound of thunder.

When looking out from behind my window shades, the dark sky lights up with blast of lighting. It was streaking down from somewhere high above. I counted and it was twelve seconds between the flashes of light and the forthcoming thunder, making the thunderhead just over two miles high. The storm raged on for hours, it seamed to walk right across the lake valley, throwing down it fearsome bolts like monstrous legs. It was beautiful and terrifying but I felt such peace all around me and the thunder as it traveled north, slowly getting less intensive lulled me to sleep.

The rain was over early this morning and by the time I rose from sleep, the parking lot was mostly dry. I drive to the ap-mart, buy the second tie-rod end and then proceed to talk off the old ends and install the new ones. This proves to be much easier than I had expected and finish the repair before eleven this morning. Now, I have replaced the shocks, tie rod ends and the sway bar end bushing. When I start the jammer and drive it down the road, I find the handling to be so much better than it was prior to the new parts.

Then, after I clean up, I drive to the bank to withdraw some of the newly deposited funds and head to the hg-mart to buy some groceries. After that, I drive to the w-mart to update my journal and then at seven, I pack out to find a place to eat supper, which I had heard about a Mexican restaurant in downtown Sandpoint, Idaho.

It turns out to be very good and not to expensive which fits my likes. After eating, I drive back to the d-mart for the night and with the temperature now much cooler, I am able to get to sleep quickly.

Wow, the heat is gone, the jammer is gassed up and ready to roll down the road, but I will wait until after the meeting tonight before I too am ready to be on the road again. I drive to the w-mart for coffee, com and computer for one more day here in the north woods before driving to the west coast. I spend a little time updating my journal to get it ready for the next part of my journey on. Then, I do some posting on social media and finally, I pack out to the jammer to get ready for the meeting tonight.

After the meeting, I head back to the d-mart for one more night in Ponderay, Idaho.

I awake to the bright sunlight shinning into the jammer, rise, dress in my summer blues and drive out of the parking lot, south on US 2 through Sandpoint and out of town east on US 2, across the Pend Oreille river into Newport, Washington where I stop for a cup of coffee at a ff-mart. Then, I continue south on US 2 through Spokane, over the Spokane river and turn right on IH 90 for a where I take a brief time to cross over Indian canyon. Here, I turn south on US 195 and continue up the Latah Creek (Hangman Creek), pass Spangle, Steptoe, Colfax, Pulman, all in Washington.

Finally, I cross back into Idaho, turn right on US 95 and arrive back at the Lewiston Hill Overlook where I take the Old Spiral Highway (the old US 95) down through more curves and views that I have seen in a long time. Of course, I took several photos on the way down to the Snake River, cross back into Washington, then cross the Snake into Clarkston, Washington and stop briefly at the w-mart to upload this journal entry.

Then, I leave out of Clarkton on SH 129 along the Snake, where I earlier traveled to Buffalo Eddy, a Nez Perce NHP to see the petroglyph. However, I do not drive to Buffalo Eddy this time but continue south out of Asotin on SR 129 towards Oregon. As I pull out of Asotin, I begin to climb up onto the high table land along the west side of the Snake rive canyon, which canyon is growing larger the further upriver it travels and will become truly a large canyon that is nearly 8000 feet below the canyon rim, almost 2000 feet deeper than the Grand Canyon.

The table land goes into a beautiful forested area and after a driving for about forty miles, the roadway begins to descend to the Grand Ronde river. Then at one switchback, there is an overlook of the river so I stop and take photos. Then, I cross the river and begin climbing back up to the table top and then cross into Oregon and continue south on SR 3 through more beautiful and mature forest until I arrive in Enterprise, Oregon. This is a town that I once came to but it was in the early 1990s when I was here last and then for work. Now, I am here to drive through Hells Canyon National Recreation Area and take photos of another of the great canyons that are a part of creation.

After driving through both Enterprise and Joseph, Oregon, I drive along Lake Wallowa to the state park hoping to camp here but find the campground completely full. So, I ask the ranger if I may use the bath house and she tell me Yes, no problem. I drive to the bath house, grab my shower bag and go in to get under the hot water again.

Afterwards, upon leaving the park, I stop at the grave site of Old Chief Joseph which is one more of the many units of the Nez Perce NHP and find this was homeland for Old Chief Joseph (father of the more readily recognized Chief Joseph), and in my short time here, come to appreciate why he considered this to be his home. This is truly a beautiful location on the earth. Then, I make a brief stop in town for a few more organic vegetables before heading into the Hells Canyon recreation area.

Leaving Joseph, Oregon, I drive east on Imnaha highway, SR 350, turn right on NF 39, a primary hard surface road through the national forest, which is also known as the Wallowa Mountain highway and follow this road as it winds, twists and turns all through the forest. I am amazed at how many roads there are throughout the forest but find that the Wallowa Mountain highway is easy to follow because it is the only hard surfaced road here. After a long time, I cross the Imnaha river, where there are several NF campgrounds and begin climbing back up from the river valley when I come upon a sign stating, Hells Canyon Overlook, 5 miles.

I turn onto to NF 490, it too being a hard surface road a drive the five miles to the overlook, get out and begin taking photos of the expansive view. This is indeed an amazing location to view an awesome feature of creation and I stay for over one hour taking in these sights.

Finally, I leave the overlook, drive off of the rim and out of the Hells Canyon NRA and soon come to the Powder river, which I follow on SH 86 west. The Powder river soon comes into a canyon of it′s own making and the roadway twists and turns for mile after mile after mile as it slowly climbs out of the Snake river canyon back up to the high table land near Baker City, Oregon.

Once I arrive at Baker City, I turn north on IH 84 and watch the final moments of the sunglow in the cloudless desert sky.

Upon arriving in La Grand, Oregon, I get off at exit 261 which is SR 84, also known as the Wallowa Lake highway to Joseph, Oregon, a place that I hope to return to again.

I drive to the d-mart and after a short shopping stop inside, I return to the jammer to get horizontal but the warm air keeps me awake for a time before achieving sleep.

After a warm night, I rise, dress in my summer blues, drive to the w-mart for coffee, com and pounding on the computer. I begin to organize my new photos, cropping and finding places for them in the pages of my website. Too, I need to catch up on my journal writing from yesterday, which I do not accomplish until after two this afternoon.

Next, I begin uploading files and photos to the web site, after which I begin to make a couple posts on my social media.

At eight this evening, I pack out and retire to the d-mart for the night and begin cooking a pot of Repast. Soon, two employees arrive and tell me that there is no overnight parking at this location but if I am only staying one night, it would be alright. I continue cooking and when it is done, I eat my supper and then climb into the back. It is again warm, to warm to sleep until nearly eleven this evening.

Awake, dress in my fall blues and drive to the w-mart for com, coffee, and computer. After checking my com, I begin my study for today′s meeting, after which I begin to write my journal entry for today. The nights here do cool off, but not until after ten in the evening and the days are in the upper 80s and lower 90s which is way too warm to stay very long at this time of the year, especially since there is a ban on overnighting at the d-mart. After the meeting, I will drive to Emigrant Springs state park to see if there is a place for me to camp tonight.

Then at nine this morning, I pack out to the jammer, dress in my meeting clothes, drive to the Kingdom Hall, park and walk inside. Immediately, one sister walks up and greets me. I go to find a seat, put my books down and the walk back to near the literature counter where a brother approaches and greets me, telling me that he remembers me but not my name. We exchange names and talk for a time with other brothers stopping to say hello.

After the meeting, I stay for a short time and meet more of the friends, several of who say that they remember me from last year. Finally, I walk out to the jammer, take off my jacket and drive to the w-mart to change into my summer blues. As soon as everything is stowed in the back, I leave La Grange, drive to IH 84 and turn right going northwest 25 miles to Emigrant Springs State Park.

Pulling into the campground, I see a sign out front saying Vacancy. I pull into loop B and find an empty electric spot just three spaces from the shower house. I give thanks to Jehovah for answering my prayer. Then I set up, plug in and get out my computer to continue work on the web site. At six this evening, I stop put away the computer and begin getting out my cooking gear and start my supper for a second day in a row.

After supper, I grab my shower bag and walk to the shower house to get under the hot water and finish the secession with a short switch to cold water.

I awake under the shadow of large evergreen trees with small amounts of sun light emerging through the limited openings allowed by this size of forest. It was colder last night that it has been for a couple of moons and the temperature remains lower this morning due to the shadow that now embraces me. Who would have thought that I have need for a small heater while here to keep warm, especially in summer. Instead, I wrap my sleeping bag around me.

I rise, walk to the shower house and get under the hot water again. There is something about getting into hot water that has no parallel. I soak for a long time, and rewash my body which is mostly still clean from the shower last night. Then, I return to the jammer, hang up my towel, put away my shower bag and climb inside to work on my computer.

At nine this morning, it begins to warm up quite a bit, especially with the sun shining right into the jammer so I put up the window shades and continue pounding keys. At ten, Tom, parked in the space next door brings a quarter of a watermelon to me because as he had told me, his family had eaten the rest and since his refrigerator has stopped working and he does not want to transport it home. I begin eating on it right away and when I finish it, I begin packing out to resume my drive in Oregon

After a quick stop in Pendleton, Oregon at the w-mart to upload yesterday′s work, I then head south on US 395 ² to Ritter, Oregon hoping to get into the hot springs there. The drive down is up to a mountain pass covered with evergreens, then down across a desert like landscape and then back up again. After driving ten miles west of US 395, I arrive at Ritter hot springs by three-thirty this afternoon and walk across the bridge to the mineral baths and get into one of the four. The size of each bath is perfect for one person or two people who are very close. I soak for a half an hour and then walk back across the bride to get my camera to take photos after which I pack out, drive back to US 395 and continue south .

The heat in the desert in southern Oregon is more than I like but traveling with the windows open keeps me cooled off. The drive continues up to a forested area, then down to the desert heat again and this continues several more times until I arrive at US 26, turn left and drive a couple of miles more to arrive at my next overnight stop, Clyde Holiday state park.`

After parking, I set up and begin preparing my supper, again it will be my Repast. I also plug in to charge batteries and the computer which I turn on to pound keys for at time. After eating, the mosquitoes come out and I have to close the windows and it does not begin to cool down until the sun sets. I go to the shower house for a hot shower which only has one setting, warm.

Returning to the jammer, I retire for the evening but because it is still a little warn, I do not get to sleep until after ten.

I rise at the alarm, dress, walk to the shower house to take a quick shower, then return to the jammer, unplug and drive out of the park west on US 26 to John Day, Oregon which is the location of Kam Wah Chung, then south on US 395 which highway does the same as it did yesterday, only with more desert and fewer forested mountain summits. I make it to Lakeview where there is another hot springs, but they want $10.00 to get into a below 100 degree swimming pool but I pass and just take photos. The host tells me that the owners are remodeling the entire resort and expect to have mineral baths by the end of the year.

I leave there and continue south on US 395 to Lakeview where I stop to connect to Wifi and upload files. After that, I head west on SR 140 toward Klamath Falls, Oregon, arriving at four in the afternoon. I then drive to the w-mart, go in with my computer and update my journal and social media. Then, at eight-thirty this evening, I pack out drive to the d-mart but because it is still very hot outside, I go into the store and purchase some canned fish.

After that, I return to the jammer and get into the back to sleep.

I rise, dress in my summer blues and drive to the w-mart for the three C′s: coffee, com and computer. At noon, I receive a text from Louis who says that the meeting is tonight. I tell him that I plan on being at the meet myself and will leave Klamath Falls soon. I close up what I am doing, pack out and begin the drive to Cave Junction, first by driving west on SR 140 until arriving at SR 66, (the Tub Springs route) and begin heading west on it through a beautifully forested region. Then, about an hour later, I arrive at IH 5 in Ashland, Oregon and drive north on the interstate to Grants Pass where I exit on US 199 and head southwest and arrive in Cave Junction by four this afternoon.

I drive right to the library, park, walk in and find Louis inside, just about ready to leave. We go outside and sit on a bench to catch up. At six this evening, we drive to a city park and don our meeting clothes, after which we drive to the hall, walk in and enjoy the mid-week meeting with the friends at this hall. I know Eric and Yohanna from when they were in Oak Harbor and visit with both for a short time both before and after the meeting.

After the meeting, Louis leads the way up the cave road to a location in the forest where we can park for free and we set up for the night, which is very close to the Oregon Caves national monument. I am still pounding keys when Louis turns off his light but I too soon shut down the devices and climb into the back for the evening.

I arise with the sound of the alarm, get up dress in my fall blues and get out of the jammer, walk to the back and begin making coffee. When I water is boiling, I knock on Louis′s van and say Coffee in ready. He gets right up and I ask him is he has a cup to put the coffee in and he brings his coffee cup. I hand him two packets of instant coffee and then pour the hot water into his cup. After that, I begin preparing my hot drinks, first the Spark, then a cup of coffee and finally, a pot of tea. After all that is set up, I begin drinking the Spark.

Then we drive to the campground and stop in one of the camping spaces to jack up his van and look at the breaks but we can not get the rear drum off of the spindle so put it all back together. He asks and I tell him to go to either Firestone or Les Scwhabs to get a free break check and ask for an estimate to repair what needs work. If the rear breaks need to be replaced, then the drum will have been loosened and we can then do the work ourselves.

We then leave the campground, drive to Cave Junction and stop first at the library to get online and check our com. After a short time, we both leave town and he stops for gas while I head south on US 199, into California, begin traveling along the Smith river and upon reaching the Redwoods NP, turn north on SR 197 through some of the redwood forests and connect to US 101 where I turn north and drive back into Oregon.

After a short distance, I arrive at the state park and find out that they are full with reservations until after Labor Day in September. So, I park in the park beach parking and await for Louis to arrive.

While working at the back of the jammer, I hear a man speaking French to his two sons and as he passes by on his way to the beach, I say, Bon Jour, which causes him to stop, look at me and say, Parlez vous Francais? I reply, Oui, Je parle Francais une petis peau. He walks towards me and a conversation begins. Soon, his wife arrives and she joins in with the conversation and after a short time more, he excuses himself to go to the beach to swim. I continue to talk with here and after telling her about my travels, she asks me, Where are you going next? to which I answer, I hope the paradise.

When she questions me about the paradise, then I continue with an explanation about God′s promised Earthly paradise share with here from the Bible. As the conversation continues, I tell her that I am on of Jehovah′s Witnesses and she then tell me that she has two friends back in France that are Jehovah′s Witnesses who come to her home to talk with her.

Louis shows up and after a time, her husband and children arrive back at her car, we say our good byes. I then tell Louis about the NF area just east of Brookings, and the two of us drive down the check at the Chetco River road and upon coming to a pull out by a bridge, we pull over and make camp for the night. I get out my stove and cook a pot of Repast, eat it with mustard and hot sauce, then clean up and put every thing away. Louis and I continue talking until the mosquitoes get to bad for us to deal with and we both retire to inside our vehicles.

I then catch up on journal writing until my battery is down to below 15 percent, when I shut down the computer and climb into the back to get horizontal. It is eight-thirty pm.

Awake to the dim light of day, dress in my summer blues, start the jammer and drive back into Brooking, Oregon and stop at a ff-mart for coffee, com and computer. I am only here for a short time when Louis arrives and we both set up at a counter where the electrical is located. After my computer battery is charged, I leave with Louis to drive to the Redwood national park, stoping first at the visitors center in Crescent City to get a map of the park. After that stop, we then drive to the Jeremiah Smith Redwood forest and drive the same route that I drive in April 2013 and found the redwood forest just like it was over six years ago except this time is was very dusty and there were a lot of traffic. We drive the six to ten miles and come back out on US 199, on which we drive west to the visitors center here where we stop, go inside and watch a video about how the forest has been saved through the efforts of many conservationists.

Leaving the center, we drive further into the parking area and find a shady spot where we prepare something to eat. While I am eating my can of salmon, I hear a woman speaking to her children in French so I tell her Bon Jour and soon after I am giving her the card for my website to which she says that she will look at it. We keep speaking and it does not take long before I am talking to her about the paradise that is soon to come. We say our good byes and then Louis and I continue west on US 199, only when we come to the intersection of US 199 and SR 197, he continues on US 199 to see more of the Redwood forest but I turn onto SR 197 and head north for Oregon and to find a campsite where I can camp, take hot showers and plug into the electric service.

I stop at a couple campgrounds but each one is full, no vacancy. Not long after, I begin approaching Coos Bay, Oregon, where Robert and Ellen lived when they were in Oregon and decide to check the d-mart here in town because the last time through, the store allowed overnight camping. Before I arrive there, I see a hg-mart and stop for some more organic vegetables. Upon arriving at the d-mart, I find that they still do allow overnighters but before I stop to set up, I drive to the Kingdom Hall, the same one that I first visited on Day 710 BR, and check on the meeting times for Sunday to find there is one English at ten in the morning and two English at one in the afternoon.

I then drive to the d-mart, stop, park and prepare for the evening.

Rising, I go into the d-mart to use the restroom, buy two windshield wipers and then come out and find a good location to do some work on the jammer. I put the wipers on first because they are the easiest, then I get out my floor jack, lift the front end and use my newly acquired grease gun to grease the front suspension. However, when I try to grease the upper ball joints fittings, I find that I need to buy angle grease fittings for them. Next, I rotate my spare tire to the front passenger location, then I change my oil and filter, drop the oil off at the ap-mart and finally, I leave out of North Bend on US 101 heading north looking for a campsite.

I stop at the first campsite but they are full, so is the second and the third and I begin to pray that I might find one so that I can plug in and work on my computer to catch up on my journal writing. Just as I am getting about twenty miles away from North Bend, I come upon Umpqua river lighthouse and campground and despite there being a No Vacancy sign, I decide to go in for a hot shower. I drive into the campsite circle, stop at the overflow parking, park the jammer, grab my shower bag and walk into the shower house to get under the hot water. I find out that the wheelchair access shower does not have an adjustment to the temp and is no where near hot enough for me, but when I try one of the regular showers, there is a hot and cold valve and turn on just the hot water is just fine.

Upon coming out, I walk over to a Yurt where the volunteers and hosts are siting in the shade and talking, and I greet them and strike up a conversation. After a short time, I tell them that I am a photo journalist traveling up the Oregon coast and I am hoping to find a campsite at a state park because I have a disabled veterans pass. The woman, whose name is Gipsy, then says, Actually, we have a couple campsites that have come available, one even for three nights. I tell her that I will take the campsite for three nights. She tells me that the one available for three nights is campsite 2. I thank her and tell her that it was an answer to a prayer. Shortly after, I drive to campsite two and set up the jammer for the night. I also install a grease fitting but the forty-five degree angle does not give me enough angle for me to pump the grease into the ball joint, so I will have to get the ninety degree fitting.

At four this afternoon, I begin preparing my supper, a Repast of sprouted rice, sprouted quinoa, chopped onions and ginger, TWJ, and mustard. After it is finished cooking, I clean up the kitchen and move inside the jammer to eat my meal and pound keys trying to catch up on my journal entry.

Then, at about eight-thirty, I turn off the electronics and get into the horizontal to read my Bible.

Awake, dress, drive to the shower house but they are all closed due to a pump problem, so I drive to North Bend and stop at the w-mart for coffee, com and to pound keys for a short time. At nine, I pack out, put on my meeting clothes and drive to the hall where I meet with the south congregation for the weekend meeting visiting with the friends before and afterwards.

After that, I drive to the hw-mart and purchase two ninety degree grease fittings, then to the hg-mart for some vegetables and then drive north on US 101 back to the Umpqua Lighthouse campground only to find that the showers are still not working. Oh, well, I did get a shower on Saturday afternoon and I guess once every Saturday, whether I need it or not is fine enough for me.

From somewhere in the forest, I hear the song of a Steller′s jay and look outside to see if I can spot him and immediately, one flies down to the ground, then two more all making a ruckus about something. I grab my camera and soon more come but they move quite fast for any good photos so I put out some rolled oats on the table and before long, there is a flock competing for the orts.

I park in space #2, plug in and begin working on the computer. At three, I stop, grab the grease fittings, install them onto the top of the upper ball joints and then pump some grease into the ball joints. After that, I wash my hands, put away the tools and resume pounding keys until six when I stop, open up the rear of the jammer and begin preparing my Repast. When it is finished cooking, I use up the last of the mustard on it. After I finish eating, cleaning my kitchen and putting it away, I walk next door to ask if the shower has been repaired and find out that it is working again. I head down the hill to the shower house and go right for the hot water.

When I finish, I return to space #2, resume working on the computer until about seven-thirty and shut down the electronics. Finally, I get horizontal and read for a short time before closing my eyes for some shut eye.

Up at the sound of my alarm, dress, and prepare coffee and a pot of hot tea. After drinking the coffee, I drive to the shower house and get under the hot water. Returning to space #2, I prepare my daystart and have my breakfast. When the kitchen is put away, I turn on the computer and continue pounding keys while working on the photos accumulated during the two last weeks.

In the early afternoon, I stop and begin do some spring cleaning on the jammer, try to clean the front passenger tire but is needs some chemicals to get rid of the stain. I also do a permanent install of my read window shade, taping it with black duct tape so as to block any and all light from coming in the rear window.

After that, I reorganize and consolidate my different soaps and find a new location to keep them, a place that is so much better than where they had previously been. After a thorough cleaning of the inside of the jammer, I make a salad with oil and vinegar and eat while playing solitaire.

Then, I put away everything and drive to the shower house for another soak under the hot water. Finally, I return to space #2 for one more night and after catching up on today′s journal writing, I get horizontal and read more in the book of 2 Timothy before closing my eyes.

Awake, lie in the sack for a little while longer, then, arise, dress in my summer blues, unplug the electric and drive to the shower house for one last soak in the hot water here at the Umpqua. Upon returning to space #2, I get out my stove to boil water so that I can have coffee, tea, and a cup of daystart. After I have eaten and put away the cook pot, I turn on the computer and begin pounding keys. I also put out some rolled oats on the table to attract the Stellars jays but only see one this morning.

At noon, I prepare a fresh salad, add some oil and vinegar, climb back in to the jammer and while eating my lunch, wait and see if the jays will return in a party like they did Sunday afternoon.

At one this afternoon, I roll up my extension cord, pull the jammer forward, get out and check the space before leaving only to find it totally clean. So, after three days here, I drive away from the Umpqua and head north on US 101 along the Oregon Dunes national recreation area to locate my next camp.

Shortly after crossing the Umpqua river after climbing to cross a high forested ridge, see an old railroad bridge, the Tahkenitch Lake Trestle Bridge and one that I have seen before but never able to pull over for a photo because of there being no pull out or shoulder. This time, however, there is no traffic and I stop in the right lane on the four lane highway to steal a few photos.

At about two this afternoon, I arrive at the sea lion cave and after going inside for my box of popcorn, something that I have done each time I pass here for some seven years, I go to the end of the parking lot because from here, you can see the Heceta Head lighthouse. Then, I return to the drive north on US 101 and immediately afterwards come upon Washburne State Park and find that they have a space open. I sit in the space for a time but then I realize that there might be a meeting tonight in Newport, which is the nearest hall from where I am currently and I would not wish to miss a meeting. Due to the fact that the closest Wifi is at the w-mart in Newport, I then decide to drive to the hall just north of Newport and check the meeting time.

Upon arriving in Newport, after crossing the Yaquina Bay Bridge, a road immediately to the right curves around back under the bridge and into the state park to several view points where photos of both the Yaquina Bay Bridge and the Yaquina Bay Lighthouse are abundant.

After a brief stop at the Yaquina, I drive further north to the Kingdom Hall and when I arrive there, I find out that the meeting in on Thursday evening. Oh, well, now I know. I drive back into Newport and drive to the w-mart for WiFi until ten this evening.

After the store closes, I head for a stealth parking spot in town.

Awake, dress in my summer blues, drive down the street to the w-mart for coffee, com, and computer.

Again, on this day, I spend almost all of my waking hours at the table near a window with a view of the parking lot. I accomplish quite a lot in the way of cropping and uploading photos for the web site. I keep watch of the horizon as the day ends but the fog does not life enough for me to head back to the bay bridge viewpoints for more photos.

Then, just before the w-mart closes, I pack out and head to the jammer to find my place to stealth park for tonight.

Awake, rise, dress in my summer blues, drive two blocks to the w-mart, grab my computer bag and go in for coffee, com and key pounding. At about nine-thirty, I come to the realization why my web site has had the text crossing into the menu area. So, I do a global copy and paste to all the page files, then compress all the pages files, after which, I upload them to the website and replace all the current page files. Problem Solved, and this reduces the amount of work that I have to do.

Then, I resume work on editing pages. At six this evening, I pack out, drive first to a d-mart to put on my meeting clothes and then drive to the hall for the midweek meeting. Just a few minutes before the meeting begins, while I am sitting in my seat, my friend from Tennessee, Joe walks up to say hello to the brother Joel sitting two chairs from me. I look up and say to myself, That looks like Joe, but it can not be him. Then Joel, speaking to him says, Hello Joe. Joe, in the mean time has not seen me so I say to Joe, Hello, from your friend Thom Buras. He turns to look at me, his eyes get big, his jaw drops and then he says, Thom Buras. He walks towards me and gives me a hug.

After the meeting, we talk and I say that despite this being a chance crossing of paths, we have one thing in common which makes this kind of meeting possible, we are both Jehovah′s Witnesses. He invites me to come to where he is staying to park my van for the night and I follow him driving there. I go inside and sit with Terry and Joe and we talk until almost midnight.

I then walk out to the jammer to get horizontal.

Awake, sit up, dress and get out my computer to complete my journal entry from yesterday. Terry then walks out to his car and drives away. I text Joe and he replies that he is almost awake. Terry returns with a box of toothpaste in his hand and says that he has to brush his teeth and then we will all go for breakfast.

I ride with Joe and Terry in Terry′s car and we go across the bridge over the Alsea river, then left to a restaurant called Salty Dawg right on the waterfront.

After breakfast, we walk to the river to look at the water front and I, as is my usual practice have my camera to take photos and include my two friends in the photo shoot.

Then, all three of us get back into Terry′s car, drive back to his home and Joe and I work for a while helping Terry with some house chores. Finally, I say goodbye to the two of them, get into the jammer and drive back to Newport to the w-mart, go inside and work on posts to social media.

Then, the sun drops to the horizon with a colorful display but I can not get a photo where I am so I just keep pounding keys until after dark. Then, I drive down the street and take up my spot for the evening.

Before I climb into the back, I look at a couple of photo books that I saved from being put into the garbage; actually, I will look through them and then put them into the garbage myself. It is after ten this evening when I climb into the back and resume the horizontal position.

Up late, dress in my summer blues, drive to the w-mart for coffee and com, but soon after stop and put on my meeting clothes. Then, I leave to drive to the hall for the ministry meeting and then work with Bob, his wife and another sister for the morning.

We drive to Waldport and go to an assisted living home, in which I meet another brother who has had a stroke which caused him to be admitted here. Afterwards, we drive out close to the ocean to some homes to make a few calls and in one spot, I ask Bob to stop and let me take a photo of the bay bridge, only this photo is from the west side.

We drive back to Newport to drop me off at the hall, next, I drive into Newport, stop first at the farmers market for some blueberries and shiitake mushroom, then drive to the w-mart and resume pounding keys for the rest of the day.

At seven this evening, I pack out and drive to the Yaquina Head Light hoping to get a sunset view from there. Upon arriving, I immediately go to the lighthouse cliffs viewing deck to view the numerous types of birds on the rocks below. I see and identify the common murre and Brants cormorant.

In fact, it was such a good time to be there at that park because the sunset view included the lighthouse.

Then, leaving the lighthouse park, I drive back to the w-mart and upload the photos to share them on my social media post. After doing that, I drive into the neighborhood and park in my regular spot and climb into the back of the jammer.

Arising, I drive to the w-mart for coffee, com and to study for the meeting today. At nine this morning, I pack out drive to the d-mart, put on my meeting clothes and drive to the hall. Good information from both the talk and the study. Then, I drive directly to the state park and ask if there is an opening, to which the ranger tells me yes. I then secure site # F11, drive there and set up my camp. Immediately after I plug in, I grab my shower bag and walk to the shower house for some hot water after which I return to the jammer and prepare a cook pot of my Repast. There is a foghorn sounding now and it is such a soothing sound.

Once the meal is done, I climb into the jammer, open all the windows and begin pounding on the keyboard to catch up on my journal writing, but I did not last too long before I needed to take a nap. Upon arising from my rest, I continue pounding key to finish today′s journal entry.

Then, at eight-fifty this evening, I pound my last keys for the evening, shut down the electronics and read for a short time before closing my eyes.

Awake, rise, dress in my summer blues and walk to the shower house for one more soak in the hot water. Then, I drive to the w-mart for coffee, com and computer.

After a day of pounding keys, I pack out to the jammer, drive to my stealth location for another night here on the coast of Oregon. It is so amazing to me that the temperature is a constant upper 60s daytime and upper 50s at night, which helps me not even feel the humidity.

Awake, dress, drive, park, coffee, com, and computer.

At eight, I pack out and go for Mexican food but the only restaurant here in town is not to good, but I still have a desire for the hot and spicy, so I eat here anyway. Then, I stealth park and take a photograph of the near full moon.

Awake, dress, drive, park, coffee, com, and computer.

Shortly before the sunset, I packed out of the w-mart, drive to the harbor here in Newport, Oregon and find a good location by the docks to await the rising of the full moon. To the west is an amazing view of the Yaquina Bay bridge from Newport bay front and add this photo in my bridge collection.

For as foggy as it has been most every day for the past week, I can not believe how superb this evening has turned out, especially for taking photos of the moon.

The moon in the above photo, just above the tree line is how high it was when I finished taking photos and in fact was the last photo that I took before heading to the w-mart to post a couple. I will be adding several more from these photos to my web site in the morning but for now, I only can offer these two.

Awake, dress in my fall blues, drive to the w-mart for coffee, com and computer. I have been on the west coast now for two weeks and not one night have I had to go to sleep sweating from the hot weather. I expect to stay in Newport until Sunday after the meeting, after which I will move north to the next location with good available WiFi service.

After going to the state park on Monday so that I could get a hot shower, I have continued each night to stealth park in town. Except for my excursions to the ocean or bay fronts, I have spent my days inside a w-mart working on my computer updating my web site and have accomplished quite a lot. Still, there is a couple more days of work left on the current project.

At six thirty, I pack out, put on my meeting clothes and drive to the hall for the mid-week meeting and fellowship. After a good reunion, I pack out of the hall and return to the place I have been calling my overnighting location and climb into the back of the jammer.

Awake, dress in my fall blues, open the rear hatch and use the Tub Springs water to wash my hair, dry off and brush my hair back into its place, and then drive to the w-mart for coffee, com and another day of computer.

At nine-thirty, I pack out, drive to the market and buy beets, popcorn, raspberries and blueberries. Then, I drive back to the w-mart to eat the popcorn and beets. Afterwards, I drive to the stealth location for the night.

Awake slowly, rise, dress, drive to w-mart for coffee, com and then computer. Then at eight-thirty, I pack out, put on my meeting clothes and drive to the hall for the ministry meeting. I work with Gloria and Adrian and we do calls, mostly in Toledo, Oregon. Afterwards, I go for a Mexican lunch of fish tacos but I am not impressed with the food at this restaurant. I then drive back to the w-mart and after a short nap, I continue pounding keys until well after dark.

Finally, I pack out, drive to my location where I stealth park and retire for the evening.

Awake, dress in my fall blues, drive to the w-mart for coffee, com and to study my lesson for the meeting today. After I finish the study, I upload the files that I completed yesterday. Then, at nine, I pack out, drive to the d-mart, change into my meeting clothes and then drive to the hall. Once I have parked, I go inside to a full house; it has been this way ever since the two congregation that met here were combined. I find my seat and then begin visiting with the friends. Soon, the meeting starts and both the talk and the study are very informative.

Leaving the hall, I drive north on US 101 and stop at Beverly Beach state park but find it does not have any electric campsites, so I drive to Lincoln City and stop at the Devils Lake state park to check for a site and find this campground only has a tent site without electric but the site is right next to the shower house so I decide to take the site for tonight. Also, when I was previously here in March of 2018, the entire campground was very wet, even under a lot of water in many sites. Now, it is all dried up and the sites are nice and dry now. I would now probably give it a CRS of 7.0 because it is no longer wet and swampy.

I drive in to campsite C-14, set up for the evening, then grab my shower bag and walk to the shower house for some hot water. After cleaning up, I begin cooking a pot of my Repast, and when it is finished cooking, I climb inside the jammer to eat and work on the computer catching up to today′s journal entry, but do not spend much time with the computer because it is on battery. In the mid afternoon, I turn of the devices and begin going through the jammer to clean up and dispose of even more things.

At seven this evening, I walk around to visit some of my neighbors and then walk down to the dock on the lake, my first time to the lake here in the park and find it to be a very large body of water. The campground is definitely full and there is an abundance of kids riding their bicycles in the park.

Awake, grab my shower bag and walk to the shower house for hot water, which I soak in for a long time. Then, I return to the jammer, stow my gear and drive out of the park north on US 101 until I see the w-mart. I park, walk inside for coffee, com and computer and to spend the day here working on my web site.

At seven this evening, I pack out and shop for some fruit and vegetables so that I can have something for supper. Then, after dark, I look for a place to stealth park and find a location along a back road, park and climb into the back. However, at two in the morning a city police knocks on the outside of the jammer and tells me that there is not camping in Lincoln City but just gives me a warning. I drive south out of the city about seven miles and find a spot along US 101 that is a trail head parking for the Oregon trail.

I back in and park, put up my window shades and resume my position in the horizontal.

I awake late because of the interruption in sleep during the night, dress, drive north on US 101 about ten miles back to the w-mart and go in for coffee, com and computer. I also prepare for the meeting tonight.

In the early afternoon, I receive a phone call from Richard, my friend in southern California asking me if I would be willing to drive down there to do some work on a rental. He tells me that the tenant is moving out and he wants to clean it and paint is so that he can sell it. I suspected that he was going to do this some time soon. He had already sold one that I helped him with and selling this one will leave him with just the one he is living in, the one that I have done the most work on, which should be the easiest of the three to sell.

He tells me that he would like to see me in September, so I tell him that I am on my way to Washington so that I can renew my drivers license before the end September and transfer my Texas title over to Washington. I have been thinking about the logistics of these tasks and the drivers license is the easy one, but the title is one that I will have to wait for and it will take a time period to be mailed to my address in Washington. So that I can leave without the long wait, I will ask Andy to watch for the title and when it arrives in the mail, to forward it to me at Richards home in California. That should work, hopefully without any glitches.

At six this evening, I pack out, drive to a g-mart and buy some salad, onions, sardines and an apple. I then drive to a public parking area in town to have my supper and dress for the meeting tonight after which I drive to the hall and go inside. The friends here are nice and many ask if I am moving in or just visiting. Most ask where I am from and now, I always tell them New Orleans because that is truly where I began.

After the meeting, I drive south on US 101, stop briefly at Talbot Campsite to photograph the colorful sky.

Finally, I drive the remaining seven miles to the Oregon Trail trailhead parking and before climbing into the back complete my journal entry for today.

For two days now, I have been overnighting at an Oregon Coast Trail trailhead parking lot. The night sky here is extremely dark due to being so far from the nearest village. And, except for the highway traffic, it is also extremely quite.

The reason that I have been driving more than ten miles south of the w-mart where I go each day for my coffee, com and computer key pounding is because most of the communities on the Oregon coast have ordinances not allowing camping inside the city limits.

Too, I was fully aware of this no camping condition on the Oregon coast before I came this summer to do a Sojourn on the West Coast. In fact, this is the third year in a row that I have sojourned in Oregon. Also, it is true that the state of Oregon makes a provision of free camping in the state parks for disabled veterans, but it only allows ten days each month. However, many of the state park campgrounds have gone completely to a reservation system and in August, most all are full when I have checked.

So, for a wayfarer who travels the earth seeking to find temperate weather conditions, August on the west coast is one of the best locations. However, way too many other people have discovered this secret as well and thus the overcrowding persists until shortly after the Labor Day holiday in September.

Nevertheless, in the last ten years of full time travel in the jammer, if I have learned anything, I have learned to adapt to what ever circumstances come my way. Methinks, the essential attitude for having this ability is a cheerful temperament.

I leave the trailhead parking and drive the ten or more miles to arrive at the w-mart for my normal routine and in the afternoon, when I look out the window, I see that it has begun raining, an odd event for the coast of Oregon in August. I return to my key pounding to continue updating my journal entries working until eight-thirty when I leave right during the sunglow and stop briefly to take a couple of photos

Finally, I drive to the trailhead and make my camp for the night.

It is cooler this morning than it has been since I arrived on the coast, but maybe that is because of the storm the blew in from the south Pacific. I dress in my fall blues and drive north into Lincoln City, arrive at the w-mart and go in for coffee, com and another day of key pounding on the computer. I am working on updating Quire Eleven with the new chapter numbers.

In the early afternoon, I go online to check out the availability of campgrounds on the Oregon coast and I find one that has five days in a row, exactly what I have left for the month on my veteran camping pass. I made a reservation for five days starting this Sunday evening at 4 PM and lasting until the afternoon on Friday, 30 August 2019, when I should be moving out of Oregon into Washington anyway. The campground is Fort Stevens state park in Warrenton, Oregon and I will have electricity all five days so I can work on my computer at the campsite without having to go to a w-mart to charge batteries.

Since the check in time is 4 PM, I will go to the weekend meeting in Seaside, Oregon which is only fourteen miles south on US 101. With the meeting being over before noon, I will even have time to do some grocery shopping in Warrenton, Oregon. Whenever I have traveled the Oregon coast, I have always looked forward to arriving in Warrenton because of the great shopping available, two large d-marts, an hg-mart and even a ap-mart to buy needed car parts. I will resupply my waning food stores and probably will make the drive on Saturday so that I will have a full day to shop around.

Then by six this evening, I finish the major portion of he journal pages and upload them all to the web server. I will still have to do so touch up work on each of the pages but I will do that at Fort Stevens. After that, I begin to fill in the photos on my new West Coast Scenic Route photo gallery.

Awake early, dress, drive into town from the trailhead for coffee, com and computer. After a long day of cleaning up journal entries, I pack out at six and go for Mexican food. After I eat, I stop at a g-mart for some organic vegetables and then drive to Talbot campsite for one more evening of photos of the suntouch and sunglow.

When the sun sets, I then drive to the trailhead to camp for the night.

Awake, dress, drive to the w-mart for coffee, com and computer but only work until eleven this morning when I pack out and drive north on US 101.

Upon arriving in Warrenton, Oregon, I go first to the ap-mart to buy front brake pads, which the jammer will need to have soon. Next, I drive to the hg-mart to buy organic vegetables including cooked beets which I do so love. Then, I drive to the w-mart to check com and pound keys until the store closes.

Afterwards, I drive south to a road side stop to spend the night but I realize that I left my camera battery charger plugged into the electric plug at the w-mart in Lincoln City. I call them and the barista tells me that he has it. I decide to drive the two hours south tonight, stop just short of arriving in Lincoln City and park at a roadside wayside. When I have done that, I then get into the back of the jammer and get horizontal.

Awake, drive into Lincoln City to the w-mart, walk inside to get my charger and then return to the jammer and drive north again on US 101. In just under two hours and I arrive in Seaside, Oregon at eight-fifty this morning, stop at the w-mart and go inside to update my journal.

At nine-fifteen, I return to the jammer, drive to a g-mart to put on my meeting clothes and then drive to the hall north of Seaside for the meeting. I have been to this hall on many previous trips to the Oregon coast and have developed quite a number of friends, many who call me by my name. One brother named Gardener, even remembers both my first and last name, and the friends are some familiar and is some much like coming home to visit family, that I can just imagine how the paradise will be. Several ask how long I will be here and I tell them that I have a five day reservation at the state park, after which I will be going across the bridge at Astoria to drive the Washington coast.

After the meeting, I leave Seaside, continue north on US 101 to Warrenton, Oregon, stop at a d-mart to purchase a few more organics and then drive to the state park to check in to site #N 62. I find out that it is as far away from the shower house as I can get but I will not let that keep me from getting into the hot water. After setting up my camp, I stow my groceries, begin preparing a Repast in my cook pot. When I am done begin eating, I climb into the jammer and take a nap. Rising and sensing that the temperature has dropped considerably, I close up the jammer, get out my electric light and write in my journal. At eight this evening, the sun has set but the light of day remains in the top of the trees but even that is beginning to fade fast.

By ten, I am in the sack but the music and talking from the campsite opposite the road is much too loud for me to sleep, so I put on my shirt and sandals and walk across to ask them to please be quite. The woman says, We are working on that and I reply to her, Sorry, it is already after ten and it is too late to "Work On It", please be quite.

I plan on being here through until Friday at about noon, when I will pack out and drive into Washington. Until then, I expect the numbers of so called campers keeping this campground full will be annoying at best. Most people, which include campers, living in these last days have no respect for rules which in turn causes trouble for everyone. I will do my best to keep life lesson six in mind when dealing with these ones.

The alarm goes off at six but I turn it off to sleep an hour longer. When, I do get up, I put on my summer blues, disconnect from the electric and drive to the shower house for hot water on my body. Then, I return the campsite, get out my stove to boil water for my cup of hot and cup of daystart and yes, I have two stainless steel cups. I make a Spark, then a cup of coffee, and a pot of tea. When the tea has steeped for a time, I use some of the hot tea to put into my daystart, which once done, climb into the jammer to work on the computer at my desk.

Awake, dress in my summer blues and drive to the shower house. There is not a shower house in loop N but Loops M and O on either side have one. However, both are too far to walk and of the older style so I have been driving to the Yurt loop shower house that is on the main access road to Loop N. The water there is warm, not hot but has plenty of pressure so I endure it. Thus, so far in my different stays here at Fort Stevens, I have found all of the showers to be such and because of that, this park is not one of my favorite Oregon state parks.

When I finish my shower, I return to camp and begin working on my food stores, packing away all that I purchased, refilling my food containers and then, I start working on making several jars of my Fudge recipe to use up the remaining containers of MRP. Once I have filled four 16 ounce bottles, I then begin making a new batch of MRP to refill the containers I just emptied and now I have four of each. After putting away all my food containers, I have a salad for lunch while starting my journal entry for today. Finally, because the temperature is so very warm today, I lie down to rest for a time but first set the alarm so that I will awake in enough time to take a shower and dress fro the meeting tonight.

Upon awaking this afternoon, I unplug the electric, drive to the shower house for my time in the hot water. Coming back out to the jammer, I see Ron and Melony, the couple camping next to me and they tell me about their visit to the beach today, with the pelican and seals diving into the ocean for the salmon. After they leave, I put on my meeting clothes and then leave the state park and drive south on US 101 the twelve miles to the Seaside Kingdom hall for the meeting. Good visit with the friends.

Afterwards, I drive back to Warrenton and on the way notice that I am nearly out of gasoline, so I stop at the d-mart and fill up. Finally, I drive back to the camp ground and take up my spot for the night; it being after ten when I finally get horizontal.

I sleep late this morning, most likely because I am fighting a infection in a tooth, one of the several that have broken and only a root remains. When I arise, I boil a pot of water and for the first cup I make tea tree oil water to gargle, then a second and a third and finally a cup of coffee.

Next, I turn on the computer to begin my journal entry while gargling the tea tree water. Soon after, in the space next to me, I see Ron packing out and grab my cup of hot, walk over to their space and visit with them as they get ready to make their drive back to Canada. Melony asks me if I would like the half of marionberry pie and I tell her, sure, I would love it. At nine, they pull out and head north, while I return to the jammer, have pie for breakfast and continue to pound keys for another day.

Wake, unplug, drive to the shower for some hot water on my body and then leave to go to the w-mart in town to upload files. I also work on the West Coast Trail until three before I pack out to drive to the hg-mart for some vegetables. After a short shopping stop, I drive back to the state park to set up and begin cooking my supper. I have my Repast with fresh onions, zucchini,

Awake and lie in the sack for a time, then rise, dress and drive to the shower house for one more soak in hot water. After that, I drive to the w-mart for coffee, com and computer. Also, someone in town contacted me about my rare coins that I have for sale and said he wanted to come to look at them. We met this morning and he paid the price I was asking for. One more thing is out of my possessionship, however, the always seems to be so much more. I continue for a time at the w-mart and start my journal entry. Then, at ten this morning, I pack out and drive to the Seafarers park to photo the bridge.

Then, I drive back into town and across the Astoria bridge turn left on US 101 and continue north into Washington and when I arrive in South Bend, I stop for some tacos but they do not have fish tacos and I get the pollo tacos instead. Not too bad but the restaurant was just a make shift one and was cooking their meat outside in open pots on the back open air porch. I do not know if health codes actually allow that and I did not even see that they were cooking outside until after I had eaten my meal and would not have even eaten there had I known what I know now. After my meal, I continue north on US 101 through Aberdeen, Hoquiam, Humptulips, Forks and arrive at Sol Duck hot springs by four-thirty, park and go inside to get into the hot water for my customary four hour soak.

After four hours of soaking in the hot water, I leave the hot pools, go into the shower room, take a hot shower to wash all the sulphur off of me and the walk out to the jammer. Next, I drive the forty miles to Port Angeles and look for a w-mart but all that there is here are those that are in g-marts and which always have slow Wifi and almost never have electrical plugs to connect to. So, I continue east on US 101 and keep checking the GPS for the next w-mart until I find one that is a stand alone store.

The first one that I find is in Sequim, Washington and is right across the street from the d-mart, so I park at the d-mart for the evening and will go to the w-mart in the morning so that I can look at acquiring a reservation for a ferry ride to Whidbey Island. I do not get into the horizontal until almost eleven this evening.

Awake, go back to sleep, awake, rise, dress and drive to the w-mart for coffee, com and computer. I find out right away that there are not long waiting lists on the ferry reservations so I hold off making one. Then, I go through some of the recent photos to sort, crop and upload to my website.

In the late morning, a group from the west congregation comes into the w-mart for a coffee break, and I, recognizing them to be Jehovah′s Witnesses, approach and ask my secret identification question, Do you know any of the Great Crowd? Brian smiles but does not answer, and then, I tell him that it is not a trick question, just one to identify my brothers. His wife Brittany joins us and we introduce ourselves. Brian and Brittany are from Asheville, North Carolina and have come here for health reasons, to which I tell them, that is something like my reason, I here for the weather. When the service group leaves, I resume work on my computer.

At five this evening, I pack out, drive through town in search of a l-mart and after a time find one on seventh street called Rainshadow Laundry and Carwash. After I do my laundry, I also wash the jammer. Then, I drive across to the south side of Washington to a Mexican restaurant and have a plate with extremely tasty fish tacos. Afterwards, I drive back to the w-mart to put this restaurant on my list of restaurants with the best fish tacos.

Finally, I drive back to the d-mart and find a space to park for the evening.

Awake early this morning but lie in the sack for almost an hour before finally getting up and when I do, there is a slight crimson glow on the northeast horizon. I drive to the w-mart, park, grab my computer and go inside for coffee, com and then computer. By seven this morning, I am studying for the meeting later this morning and so up built about the admonition on being encouraging to others in the brotherhood, something we so need in these last days. At nine this morning, I pack out, dress in my meeting clothes and drive to the hall.

Afterwards, I drive back to the w-mart to pound keys until the store closes. Then, I drive to the d-mart for the evening and in the clear night sky see the sliver of a crescent moon just above the horizon.

Awake, dress in my fall blues, drive to the w-mart, walk in for coffee, com and computer. I work on sorting through more of my photos and setting them into the web pages but the web server has blocked all of the Wifi locations in this area, so I have not been able to upload anything at all from the Rainshadow area.

In the afternoon, Richard, my friend from Hemet, California calls to confirm my driving there later this month to help him on his rental property. He tells me that he has a lot of work, even some on his residence property. I tell him that I should be there by 14 September 2019.

Here on the north coast of the peninsula, the w-marts and many of the other businesses close early, especially during the week. Further, because this is a worldly holiday, the store are closing even earlier. At six-thirty, I begin shutting down for the evening.

At seven, I pack out and drive to the d-mart for the evening.

After sleeping late, I dress and then drive west on US 101 towards Port Angeles to locate a health food store that I have been told about. I was able to find it without too much trouble and upon going inside acquire some special finds to purchase; one in particular being sprouted rolled oats. After leaving the hg-mart, I stop at a af-mart to refill my gasoline tank. Finally, I return to the w-mart in Sequim for coffee, com and computer.

Richard calls again shortly after noon and tells me of some work at his mom′s house that pays really well. It involves climbing ladders but I still tell him that I will do it, and that I will wear my backpacking boots to do the climbing. I then resume pounding keys.

Yesterday, I befriended two men who came into the w-mart, separately opening up conversation with each talking about good health and living long. Today, James came in first at about six pm, and then at seven pm, David came in, who sat down in a chair at my table. I continued to tell him about how to have good health and living long, when James, who was two tables from me began to listen to what I was talking to David with. After a time, James, asked me a question about what I was talking about and the conversation from there was three way. Then, at seven-thirty, the w-mart closed and the three of us moved outside to continue the conversation which to show both what I was talking about, opened the back of my jammer and displayed my food stores. This is when I make the statement, Not every thing we have been told all of our life is true, much we have been told about food is actually lies. I followed with how whole wheat is full of anti nutrients which prevent us from obtaining any nutrition from whole wheat products, and said, Thus, it would be better to eat white bread, because it is fortified with some vitamins and other nutrients.

Then, I continued on this same line of thought and make the statement, In fact, there are many subjects about which we have been lied to. For instance, most all of the churches have been telling us lies about who God is. Then I look at both David and James to see their reactions and discern that both want more information so I begin to tell them about how God first created Jesus and then he helped God to create all other things. I tell them that this is what the Bible teaches but the churches have come up with an entirely different story. For instance, I say, The churches teach that you either go to Heaven or Hell, and I see both David and James shaking their heads in agreement. Then I begin quoting verses that they also agree with, Blessed are the meek, since they will inherit the Earth and Thy Kingdom come, thy will be done on Earth as it is in Heaven.

About this time, I retrieve my Bible and read to them Psalms 37: 9-10 and 29 to show them that there is a Bible promise of living forever on earth. They both have become quite, so I repeat, Yes, the churches have been lying to us all these years. Then James ask me if I will be back here tomorrow and when I tell him yes, he say, Then I will see you again then. David then excuses himself likewise and says that he will be back tomorrow as well.

After they have both left, I put away my things, start the jammer and drive across the road to the d-mart to park for the night. I leave it running while I finish my journal entry for today. Then, I have something to eat and get out to look at the moon and find an extremely bright orange sunglow on the horizon. After taking photos, I get into the sack before ten pm.

I rise, drive to the w-mart for coffee, com and computer.

I have been watching the crescent moon for the last three nights and since arriving here in the rainshadow, there have been extraordinary clear sky every night. However, this morning is very overcast and I am not sure if that will change what I have been seeing in the evening.

I drive to the w-mart for coffee, com, computer, and spend the day working on cropping photos from previous years. However, I still do not have access to my web server here in the Rainshadow and have not been able to upload any of my work.

James comes in at six and we talk but not much about the Bibles because he indicates that he is not really interested in religion. I remind him that I do not talk religion like most people, I on the other hand talk about what the Bible teaches. Still, he does not want to go there.

A short time later, I pack out to the jammer, put on my meeting clothes and drive the two blocks to the hall for the mid-week meeting where I find the most refreshing group of friends to be with, more so that almost anywhere else that I have traveled to in recent years. In fact, I am coming to truly like the north shore of Washington, here in the rainshadow. One of the friends tells me that I should go check out Salt Creek, which is west of here on SR 112 and I just might do that.

I drive to the d-mart for the evening, park but do not feel like sleeping, in stead, I get out my computer and pound keys for a while.

For three nights now, it has been hard for me to get to sleep and for a third morning have slept late and for this reason, I am glad that it has been cool in the mornings. I drive to the w-mart, go inside for coffee, com and computer. Then at ten this morning, another group of witnesses come into the coffee shop and I approach to ask why they are dressed up. The brother smiles and says We are Jehovah′s Witnesses, to which I reply, Hello brother. He tells me that they are in the Spanish congregation, which just split from Forks and have moved from Port Angeles to meet in Sequim. Soon, they head back out into the ministry and I continue pounding keys.

I continue working on the photos to put them in the photo gallery and by six this evening, James comes in and sits at my table. He asks some questions about Jehovah′s Witnesses but he does not stay long. He acts like he is not interested but I think maybe he might be a little. I resume work until seven-thirty and then go out for Mexican food.

At nine, I pack out of the restaurant and drive to the d-mart for the night.

Awake, dress, drive west on US 101 through Port Angeles, turn right on SR 112, the San de Fuca Highway and drive just over seven miles to the Camp Hayden road, turn right and drive north another five miles to Tongue Point and Salt Creek Recreation Area which has some world war two gun placement in what was then called Camp Haden. It is a nice place to visit and even has a campground with electricity and hot showers. I do not camp but I park and do get into the hot water for two quarters worth of time.

I will likely come back here in the future to camp.

Then, I tour the point and take photos of the sea shore and even some photos of a black oystercatcher which is another first time photo of a bird.

I then drive back through Port Angeles to Sequim and stop at the beauty mart (b-mart) and get a haircut and while waiting go inside the g-mart to buy some organics. After that, I drive to the w-mart and stay inside until eight this evening when I pack out and head for the d-mart.

The day begins overcast and the forecast is for rain beginning tomorrow and lasting all week long. Looks like it is time for me to move out of Sequim, and that I plan on doing tomorrow afternoon on the Five-fifteeen ferry. I had checked the schedule yesterday and that was the only ferry still with a space available for passage. I booked online and had to pay an eight dollar booking fee. Now, I will not have to wait all day for an available space like I did the last time I crossed Puget sound.

I rise, dress in my fall blues and drive to the w-mart for coffee, com and computer, continuing on the sunglow photo gallery in my endeavor to populate all of the separate year galleries with their photos. So, back for another day of work. Too, since this is my last full day here at this w-mart, I look forward to seeing my two friends that I have been talking with about God′s Word the Bible. I saw James yesterday but have not seen David for a couple of day. Yes, when I have been here nine days without the typical head clogging due to the allergies from the mildew, mold and jet fuel, I now feel that the rainshadow is a good place for me to retire from the snowbirding, that is, when that day comes and for whatever reasons, I can no longer continue in such full time travels.

At ten this morning, a car group of sisters came in for drinks but they did not recognize me even though I did recognize them, due to their modest and up-dress clothing. I smile as they leave the store knowing that in the paradise, we will likely recognize each other much better.

I then resume my key pounding on the photo galleries and after a day on the computer, I pack out, drive to the d-mart and get into the horizontal

After arising, I dress, drive to the w-mart for coffee, com and to study for the meeting today. At nine this morning, I pack out, change into my meeting clothes and drive to the hall arriving just before nine-thirty. I go inside and greet many of the friends, several of whom call me by my first name. Both the public talk and the Bible study are excellent and right on time for God′s people in these last days just before the end of wickedness. I keep saying that I am so ready for the paradise.

After the meeting, in the rain, I drive to Port Townsend and park in the parking lot of a g-mart, go inside to buy some organics, then sit in the jammer to wait for the time to drive to the ferry for boarding. At four this afternoon, I drive to the ferry and up to the booth, pay my fifteen dollars and line up first in lane four and the ferry pulls out for the four pm run. A short time, I see the ferry on the return trip approaching the terminal. It is now less than a half hour before I depart, on the ferry, for the Coupeville terminal on Whidbey Island, the Rock.

The foot passengers disembark first, then the vehicles and soon after they have driven out of the terminal, the ferry will board again, with the jammer onboard and we will depart Port Townsend. On board, I see two witnesses with a cart and once we embark, I go look for them and find out that it is Sherri and Jade from Oak Harbor. When Sherri sees me, she calls out my name, stands up and gives me a hug. We talk while the ferry is crossing the sound and before it arrives at the opposite terminal, I go back down to the vehicle deck, get into the jammer and prepare to depart the boat.

Then I am back on Whidbey Island, the place that is called the Rock, the place that has been a home to me in this world longer than any other single place. This is where I retired from, but that was over ten years ago. Now, I just come back here to update my drivers license and license plate. I also have many close friends here

I am hungry so I go to the Agave Taqueria and have fish tacos but these are no where near the great fish tacos I have eaten in Texas. Still, they are worthy to add to my Google list of great places to eat Fish Tacos. Afterwards, I drive to the w-mart and upload all of my photos and files that I have been working on in the rainshadow but could not access my web server.

Awake, dress in my fall blues, walk into the w-mart for coffee, com and computer and stay here until about two-thirty when I pack out and drive to the license plate office to ask a few questions. I find out that the day I choose to transfer my title to Washington, that day will always be the day that the license plates will have to be renewed. I decided that I would wait at least two weeks before I transfer the title so that that date will be closer to when I also have to renew my driver license, when is at the end of September.

Also, I ask about how long it takes for the title to arrive and the clerk tells me about four weeks. She also tells me that I can have it mailed to where ever I will be at that time, which for me should be in southern California.

I then go for a late lunch of fish tacos at a local Mexican restaurant, after which I drive to the w-mart and stay there until they close at eight-thirty. I then drive to the g-mart where I have been overnighting and set up for the night.

I heard earlier that tomorrow begins the Palindrome Week which means that every date reads the same backward as it does forward. For instance, tomorrow is 91019, ninth month, tenth day, year 2019. Read 91019 backwards, it is the same, all week up to 91919.

Awake, dress in my fall blues and walk into the w-mart for coffee, com and computer. I had stopped by the drivers license office yesterday and found out they are closed on Monday but are open today so, after I get a couple cups of coffee in me I drive there so that I may renew my drivers license and hope not to have any difficulties in doing so. Shortly after noon, I pack out of the w-mart and drive to the license office, walk in, take a number and immediately get called up to the window. When checking my eyes, I have to really focus on the letters but I am able to pass the eye test.

I buy a new license for $78.00 but even though that seems high, it is for six years which will last me until September of 2025 and surely, the paradise will be here by then. I will have to wait for seven to ten days for the new drivers license to arrive in the mail but that is also alright because I am planning on waiting for about two weeks before I register the jammer title from Texas here in Washington. ³ After leaving the drivers license office, I drive to another Mexican restaurant for fish tacos because I want to try out each of them to determine which is the best here on the Island.

After I eat, I return to the w-mart to work on my computer the rest of the day. In the afternoon, the clouds leave the area, the sky turns blue and the sun shines brightly. That was a short rain storm and now it has returned to the typical rainshadow weather.

Afterwards, I drive to the harbor and see that the tide is just now starting to come back in but most of the mud flats are still showing. This evening as the sun is setting, I drive to the city beach in Oak Harbor and watch what develops on the southern horizon. I was hoping to see Mount Rainier but that did not happen because it was cloudy to the south. Still, the gibbous Harvest moon was above the water together with the colors from the sunset and it made for a pleasant ambiance.

Finally, I retire to the jammer for the evening.

Awake, dress, coffee, com, computer, and after a long day of pounding key, I pack out at seven-thirty in search of the best fish taco in Oak Harbor. I go to the last of the four to try their version and find it to be not so good.

Finally, I return to the parking lot where I have been frequenting while here in Oak Harbor and park for the night.

Awake, coffee, com, computer. The days seem to repeat themselves somewhat, especially when having to wait on the government. I may have to wait here until 24 September to get my drivers license but I hope it will not take that long. You never know, it may come in earlier, only time will tell. I am planning on waiting until I receive it before going in to transfer my title.

After sleeping in late, I dress, drive to the w-mart, go in for coffee, com and computer, spending the entire day updating web pages.

In the late morning, one barista sits in the seat next to where I am sitting and I start up a conversation with her and soon we are talking about how corrupt many churches are. I tell her about my three year journey during which I was in search of the true church but that most all never used the Bible and wanted nothing but my money. I then say that I did find one religion that was different, one that does examine the Bible and never passes the collection plate. She asks me what I found to be the true religion, but I tell her that she would have to read my book. She smiles and says she will.

I then expound on how this religion studies to find out what the Bible teaches and give here the one example of how most teach that all the good people go to heaven and the bad to Hell. When she agrees, I continue and say that many teach that the earth is going to be burned up but she says yes, many have their own interpretation of the Bible. I read 2 Peter 3:10 from my King James version where it says, the earth also and the works that are therein shall be burned up and ask here, well does it not say that the earth will be burned up? She shakes her head yes and I continue to tell her that what the churches did wrong is they do not study the Bible to learn that it has two definitions for the word Earth, one which means dirt and a second one that means people.

I show her Genesis 11:1 and Genesis 18:25 where in both places, the definition for the word Earth at both locations can only be people and not dirt. I turn back to 2 Peter 3:10, read it again and she agrees that the word Earth there also means people and not dirt. I conclude that this is how the true religion researches to determine what the Bible really teaches and then tell here that the true religion is Jehovah′s Witnesses. She says, I would have never thought that, thanks me and when she looks at here clock, I ask, Is your lunch break over? She replies, Just about, and goes back to work.

I continue pounding keys and then at seven, I get kicked out of the w-mart, so I go the the restaurant with the best fish tacos in town, after which I come back to the parking lot where I overnight.

The moon tonight is nowhere to be seen as the rainshadow that I have been in for two weeks has for the last several days become the raincloud and has totally block me from any view of the harvest moon. I hope it clears by tomorrow evening.

After rising, I dress, drive, and then walk into the w-mart for coffee, com and computer. I first finish yesterday′s journal entry, next begin today′s entry and then continue working on updating the photo gallery pages. In the late afternoon, Jane, a sister comes in for a cup of coffee and we talk for a time.

The wind has been blowing all day but the sky is still full of clouds, so I do not anticipate seeing the moon tonight.

Then, at six-thirty, I pack out and look for somewhere to prepare my supper for tonight and have a can of sardines, a can of salmon, green onions, carrots and some coconut milk. Afterwards, I drive back to the parking lot for the night.

I go to the w-mart for coffee, com and computer, but do my study for the meeting first before doing any thing on my website. I then drive to the chamber park to change into my meeting clothes after which I drive to the hall for the meeting. When the meeting is over, I go with Phil, Andy, Aaron and Joanne to the restaurant with a salad bar and we all get a plate of salad for lunch. After lunch, we continue to talk and expound on how the paradise will be so wonderful. Finally, we leave and I drive to the parking lot where I have been overnighting.

I park, work on my journal entry for today while listening to some orchestra music unto nine. Then, I climb into the back to get horizontal.

Rising during the night, I look out the window to the west and see the moon but it only escapes the cover of the clouds for a moment or two, not nearly enough to get a photo. I return to sleep and rise later, when I walk into the w-mart for coffee, com and computer. A good friend of mine, Angela comes into the w-mart and joins me for a cup of hot while we talk about the path to good health. Currently, she is back in Oak Harbor Eugene, Oregon, where she has bee taking care of here dad, now eighty-three years of age and needing help during his last days alive. I tell her that if he does die before the paradise arrives, he will be every grateful for what you are doing now. I also give her a taste of my Wayƒarer′s Fudge, then when she tells me that she likes it, I tell Angela that she can have the rest of the container. She then departs to take care of someone′s pets and I resume my pounding keys.

At eight this evening, I pack out to the jammer for the night.

Awake, dress, drive, walk, coffee, com, computer. Just another day in the rainshadow, or, ever since coming to Oak Harbor on Day 384 TG, it has been more like being under the Rain-Cloud with heavily overcast clouds, rain each night, with scattered showers ever day, and the weather forecast shows no relief in the entire northwest until after the end of the month. But, what else can I expect while waiting for the government to mail my drivers license to me.

I finish my day shortly after sunset, retire to the jammer for the evening and read for a time before getting into the horizontal.

When I awoke this morning, it was raining down from a mostly blue sky and then soon after, the sun broke through and begins shining. I can only hope it will stay dry for a couple of days so that I can do a job for Patria on the outside of her home. He son, Richard called me last week and asked me to caulk the gaps in the outside siding. We talked again last night and I told him that it has been raining ever since I came to Oak Harbor.

I walk inside the w-mart for coffee, com, and computer and continue here most of the day working on updating web pages, well at least until Joanne walks in at one this afternoon and asks me to come to her home to repair her toilet. She says that she has the new parts but I wonder about that. We both arrive at her home at about the same time and go inside. I look at the toilet and then go back out to the jammer to get the tools I need and when I take it apart, I find out the new gaskets are not the correct ones, so I grab the old parts and we both go in her car to the hw-mart to get the right ones. Once we find what we need, we return and I install the new gaskets, put the toilet back together and turn on the water. No leaks, done.

When we were at the restaurant together last Sunday, Joanne mentioned that she needed a tool to crop photos, and some way to be able to locate her photos on her computer, so I spend the next several hours teaching her how to do both. First, I download the paint.net photo editor, install it on her computer and then show her how to crop a photo. Next, I help her create a filing cabinet in which all of the folders on her desk top could be stored and showed her how to open the photos in the photo editor. At one point, she says, That is enough, my head is swimming, so I back out, drive back into town and park in the parking lot for the evening and begin writing my journal entry for today.

It is nine thirty before I get horizontal.

Awake, drive north on SR 20 to Coronet Bay road, turn right and drive to the shower house and get into the hot water for long enough to remove all the dirty. Then, I drive back into town to the w-mart and do the coffee, com and computer thing. At one this afternoon, I pack out and drive to Patria′s house and begin working on the outside. Soon, Patria comes out to greet me and talks with me as I work. I do the caulking that Richard had asked me to do but I am not able to get to any of the siding above the second floor windows. Patria shares some of her organic apples with me.

I also do the freeze prevention on her home getting it ready for winter and even prune some of the trees that ate banging against her garage. After I finish working on her home, I then drive to the teriyake restaurant and have some chicken, rive and salad. Then, I head back to the w-mart and update my journal entry.

At about six-thirty this evening, I pack out, dress for the meeting and drive to the hall for the meeting. When Andy walks into the hall, he walks up to me and hands me my drivers license. I tell him, Finally, now, I am out of here. He asks, Are your leaving right after the meeting, to which I answer, No, I will stay for the Sunday meeting before I leave.

After the meeting, I drive to the parking lot where I have been overnighting for eleven days. Tonight, after I get horizontal, I have problems with my allergies for the first time since being in Oak Harbor but I am able to clear my sinuses and get to sleep. This means that it took eleven days on the island before the allergens have begun to affect me.

Awake, dress, drive to the w-mart for coffee, com, and computer and work until noon when I head to the license office to transfer my title. I arrange for the new title to be sent to Richard′s home in southern California but I do receive new plates for the jammer. Once I have completed the transfer, I install the new Washington license plates and suddenly, a feeling of extreme joy rushes over me, methinks, I am done with waiting here in the rainshadow and now I can resume the Journey On.

Albeit so, I drive back to the w-mart, walk inside and resume pounding keys, make a post to the social media and when the sun begins to drop to the treeline, I decide to drive north on SR 20 to Deception Pass to photograph the sunset. When I arrive at the pass, I see that all the parking areas near the bridge are filled with construction equipment and there is nowhere to park except north of the bridge along the approach section of SR 20.

After taking a few photo here, I then drive further north on SR 20 and turn west on Lake Campbell road directly under Mount Erie on Fidalago Island. After a short drive around the south side of the mountain, I begin the evergreen road towards the top and stop first at the west viewpoint. I then get out of the jammer and walk up the stairs to the viewpoint finding that I am barely in time for the sunset, it being already in suntouch.

I begin taking photos and in just a few minutes, the sun has set and the sky is quickly becoming dark. Still, I have taken over fifty photos, many of which I believe are very good ones.

After that, I drive to the top, walk out to the south side view point and take more photos of Lake Campbell, the area around Deception Pass and Oak Harbor to the south, all of which are saturated with sunglow. Wow, what a grand photo shoot.

Finally, I drive south on SR 20 back to Oak Harbor, stop at the w-mart parking lot and climb into the back for the evening.

Awake, drive to the w-mart, walk in for coffee, com and computer. I have only a short time before I need to get dressed for the ministry meeting, so I begin work on the photos from last night, upload them and make a post. Then, at nine this morning, I pack out and drive to the park where I have been using to change clothes and put on my ministry clothes. Next, I drive to the hall, arriving at nine twenty with still time to spare. When Phil arrives, I go inside and ask him if I could work with him today to which he says sure. We then await the others to arrive and the Dan conducts the meeting and divided up the groups.

Phil and I work together and we go on several of his calls, one of which invites us to sit down and talk with him but he does not seem to listen to what we are saying and after we leave, Phil agrees that he is not humble and hungry for the truth from the Bible. We then go to a coffee shop for a cup and talk for a bit longer and I learn that he is also a Viet Nam veteran but we have other things in common as well. He takes me back to the hall where my car is parked and I thank him for driving today and tell him I will see him at the meeting tomorrow.

I drive back to the w-mart to pound keys and await for Joanne to arrive so I can continue to teach her how to crop and resize photos, as well as how to upload the photos as an online post. She has always been in the habit of writing down the procedure, so I speak in a way that is short directions easy to write and understand.

After she tells me that her head is swimming, we stop, pack out and drive to the local salad bar for supper, after which I return to the parking lot where I overnight.

I awake to my alarm but after I turn it off, I sleep for another hour. Then, I rise, dress in my fall blues and walk into the w-mart for coffee, com and computer. However, when I arrive at the computer part of my routine, it is to first study for th meeting this morning. After that is done, I continue pounding keys on the website files until it is time to pack out and head to the hall.

Today is my last one here in Oak Harbor and plan to leave the rock and drive through both Seattle and Portland today after which I will at the first state park in Oregon near to IH 5. I tell many of the friends good bye and that I hope to be back next fall so that I can renew the license plate on my van. Both sister Patty and sister Louella are at the meeting today and I get to greet them hello and then goodbye.

After the meeting, at about twelve-twenty in the afternoon, I drive to the gas station where I normally buy gas and fill the tank, which should last until I exit IH 5 in Oregon and drive to the campground. I know there is a station at that exit and the last time I stopped to came at the state park, the gas price was lower than most others in the area.

After I fill up, I drive north on SR 20, across Deception Pass bridge at almost two this afternoon, leave the island, and drive to were the state route meets up with IH 5 and turn south towards Oregon.

Nearly the entire trip south on IH 5 is accompanied by rain showers of varying amounts, mostly just drizzle but several times it came down so hard that I had to turn the windshield wipers up to high.

I cross under the Capital Mall bridge shortly before five this afternoon and continue south on IH 5 which to my surprise is now almost all three lanes below Olympia.

I crossed the Columbia river just before seven, drive though Portland, pass by the Willamette river bridge and continue through the city towards the campground.

After turning right from IH 5 at exit 278, I drive to the state park campground arriving at seven-thirty as the sun is setting.

Stopping at the campground entrance booth, I ask the ranger and she replies, Yes we have an electric site. She gives me a camping permit and then I drive to space A7 to set up my camp, plug in my electric cord, begin my supper of a Repast and when it is done cooking I let it cool while I go to the shower house to get into the hot water.

Upon returning to the jammer, I eat supper while I pound keys updating my journal entry for today.

Awake at six, rise at seven, walk to the shower house for some hot water on my body, return to the jammer, unplug and drive out of the campground.

I head back to the interstate highway, turn right and head south on IH 5 until I arrive at Keizer, Oregon where I exit and stop at a w-mart for coffee, com and computer. I update my journal, crop photos, upload to my website and make a post on social media.

The drive today begins the second most boring portion of this journey south, the first being the section to highway between Olympia, Washington and Vancouver, Washington just before the crossing of the Columbia river.

Even so, I decide to learn about the natural features of this passage during this drive. On one of my past journeys, I was to learn that the IH 5 corridor south from Champoeg state park is the path of the Applegate Trail, which is one of the routes taken by those traveling westward in wagons to settle the Oregon Territory. I will follow the path of the Applegate Trail for the next two days, although in 1846 it would have taken much longer to travel the 500 plus miles.

First, from Portland, I travel south through Eugene and all the way to Cottage Grove, Oregon, following the very fertile Willamette river valley, the same river where I overnighted next to last night at Champoeg. Then, south of Cottage Grove, I begin driving in the foot hills of the Cascade mountains and much of it on the two lane interstate is spent waiting for the big trucks to get out of the left lane. Methinks they really need to add a third lane through these foothills. I say foothills because of all the summits that must be climbed, only Canyon Creek summit is over 2000 feet and only by 20 feet. ⁴

After crossing the Umpqua river and following it′s valley for a time, I cross another summit pass and then drive down to Grants Pass, Oregon and the Rogue river valley which I continue through to arrive at the state park.

However, before I drive to the state park, I stop in Rogue River, Oregon and photograph the Depot Street Arch bridge across the Rogue river and here meet Jim who is also driving a 1997 Ford Aerostar which makes me approach to talk with him. I learn that he is with his daughter Lacy and have brought a loaf of bread to feed the ducks.

Not long after, I take a guess and ask Jim, Do you know any of the great crowd? to which he gives me a large smile with the words yes. I then say, Hello brother. We continue to visit for a time during which I ask him about the location and time of the local meeting. He tells me that it is tomorrow at seven pm in Gold Hill, Oregon to which I tell him, See you there. We then say our good byes and I drive to the state park to camp for the evening.

I awake late and stay in camp the entire morning working on my gear, cleaning, restocking, removing trash. Then, just before one this afternoon, I pack out, drive to town to buy some vegetables, after which I drive to the w-mart to write my journal entry and upload files to the internet.

Then, at five, I pack out and head back to the campground to reserve my place for the night. After setting up, I get ready for the meeting and then drive to the hall to meet some new friends and to reacquaint with Jim.

After the meeting, I drive north on IH 5 to the state park, park in my campsite and get in to the horizontal.

After sleeping in really late this morning, I rise, grab my shower bag and walk to the shower house for some warm water. After my shower, I pack out, drive to the w-mart and go inside for coffee, com and computer.

When the sun begins to drop close to the horizon, I pack out and continue my drive. This part of the Inland drive south will take me eastward along the path of the Applegate Trail and over the Cascade Mountains. I begin on SR 99 (also known as the Rogue River route and previously US 99) crossing the Rock Point Bridge bridge and then turn east on SR 66 (Green Springs highway) which takes me up into the Cascade Mountains, still on the Applegate Trail and overlooking Emigrant Lake.

After climbing up through the desert mountains, I arrive at Green Springs Mountain and the Pacific Crest Trail where I stop for a couple of photos.

Soon after crossing the crest, I come to Tub Springs, one which I no longer drink from after testing the pH of the water and finding it to be a very acidic 5.0. However, I still retrieve water from the piped spring to use as cleaning water.

Then, I pull into Klamath Falls as the sun is ending it light today and go to the w-mart to find them open until nine. I check my com and respond to a few messages. After that, I retire at the d-mart for the evening but it is quite noisy in the parking lot which keeps me awake longer than I desire.

I then choose to read through the study for next Sunday, after which, I turn off my device and close my eyes.