Well we have landed in a paradise. A wonderful mountain home with all the comforts of home—if you have no desire for outside news or the piles of kitties and dogs we have at our home.
Kate & Deb’s cabin is wonderful and we have been soaking it all in. It’s off Hwy 2, east of Seattle, on the east side of Steven’s Pass. Yesterday we took a tour of Levenworth, a very touristy town about 20 miles away, that has been set up to mimic a German alpine village. Very enjoyable. After hitting all the shops and me dropping off some business cards, always trying to drum up new accounts for us, we hit the local Safeway so I could make them my “famous-if only in my own mind” enchiladas. They just couldn’t fathom Chedder Cheese Soup as a positive ingredient in anything Mexican. I think they were somewhat a hit, although again it could only be in my mind, but they did want to take some leftovers home when they went back to Seattle last night.
So now we have the cabin to ourselves and are enjoying the down time. They boys have been taking advantage of the extra space and have been running laps—just can’t get up the speed for a good chase in a 24 ft trailer!
We are catching up on our laundry and will plan on a hike this afternoon in the neighborhood. Unless we can find a trail you pretty much have to stay on their road since the country is really rugged and the forests are very dense. Not like hiking our woods. But the views are spectacular and I have been using my spotting scope on the mountains surrounding us. Haven’t had any success yet but at least I do know the critters are out there—and some of the fun is just in the looking.
Getting a bit concerned about getting our trailer out of here. I was stupidly brave to drive it up to the house and it is looking very tight, the more I think about it. I will have to test my backing skills since we won’t have any room to turn around. Just have to miss the trees and the drop off edge—as I back around a corner. Could be the excitement for the morning!
And the good news is that we finally heard from Kelly this morning. Sounds like she had a bit of an issue with her parents on the way they picked her up and handled the whole thing and they ended up not even going to the college in Seattle and just going back to Klamath. She hadn’t wanted to do it from the very beginning—guess they finally believed her. All that pain for naught. But as several have mentioned—it was time for her to see the side of her parents that we have been dealing with all these years. Guess one has to learn these lessons sometime. Hopefully the next trip we share with her will truly be a good one.
Guess it’s time to do the shower thing—in a really nice shower! Stacy has brought in her Banjo to practice and my hands need some hot water. They are still not good but hoping to find a cheap doctor between here and Yellowstone—or medicine man.
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