I was greeted by the Wadlingtons at the Spokane airport for a month in WA. We enjoyed a Columbia River trip in Janet and Bill’s boat where we saw several bald eagles in the trees, a laser light show at the Grand Coulee Dam, and ate fattening food at the Lincoln County Fair. The entertainment was Chase Hubbard, a Creston High School graduate, who is making a name for himself as a singer.
Wednesday mornings found Jan and me sharing breakfast and conversation with the local ladies at Creston’s Corner Café, a great place to eat, and seeing many of the same faces in Creston’s one church on Sundays. Our best times were early morning coffee and early front-deck candlelight evenings where we watched the neighborhood wind down, the hummingbird moths come in for their last sip of petunia nectar, and the sun slide beyond the golden wheat-covered hills. Sometimes we looked up to see the Space Station flying high overhead. It never got old. It was a special time of quiet conversation and flickering candlelight.
On Sundays, Janet would usually have a Skype session with daughter, Becca, in the wilds of Peru, now in her second year with the Peace Corps. Along with this mission, my granddaughter is also taking advantage of doing everything she can while she is there. She and three other Peace Corps volunteers participated in the Great Amazon River Raft Race. It was three days and 112 miles long with roughly 23 hours/day on the raft with nonstop rowing. I’ll tell you about that at a later time when I get all the facts.
Janet and I took off for a four-day exploration of North Cascades National Park, the Mt. Baker Wilderness area, and then we drove on up to North Vancouver, BC for a session walking the Capalano Suspension Bridge and their other breath-taking adventures. I’ll tell you about that in a special article sometime in the spring. After perusing Whidbey Island (which will be another article in the spring), we ferried to Port Townsend for dinner conversation with Grace Cota, my partner in crime the Port Townsend summer of 2010. After a visit to Sequim, which will no doubt be the subject in a future column, we headed back to Creston with a stop to visit Carolyn Giger in Leavenworth, a former North Rancher, who provided us with a lovely dinner.
I borrowed Becca’s Jeep to visit computer guru friend, Steve Schlake, at his new remote ID mountain top house, built after 19 years as a full-time RVer. I closed my eyes. The breeze stirred and brought with it the fragrance of pines. Wow! He laughed and said that was why he built there. He took me 20 miles into Moscow to a Mexican dinner and conversation. A fun day and that, too, will one day be a column on “Hanging up the Keys.” God Bless until next week.
Winter in the Wilderness, the first e-book novel published by Minshall, is offered at most Internet book sites. A print edition may be obtained from Amazon, or you can order an autographed copy from the author at Box 1040, Congress, AZ for $7.95 plus $3.50 for postage and handling. The fourth edition of RVing Alaska and Canada is available through Amazon.com.
At 45, Widow Minshall began 20 years of solo full-time RVing throughout Alaska, Mexico, and Canada. Sharlene canoed the Yukon, mushed sled dogs, worked a dude ranch, visited Hudson Bay polar bears, and lived six months on a Mexican beach. She lectured at Life on Wheels, published six RV-related books and wrote a novel, “Winter in the Wilderness.”