Portland

Not every day of a camping trip is stellar. This day ends with the hope that we never have another day like it! It started in the beautiful National Forest near Shasta with the only sounds being the waterfalls nearby. With our day's destination being a campground near Portland, I decided to be helpful and search for one, so that we could set our GPS coordinates for the day. Googling "RV campgrounds - Portland OR" gave me a list from which to choose. Only one had a rating (4 star), so I picked it. It's name was "caravan studios", a strange name, which should have been my first red flag. The second red flag should have been it's address – in the middle of Portland. But how could google be wrong? Hitting Portland at 5 o'clock put us in the nightmarish rush-hour traffic, searching for a campground that turned out to be a theater in the middle of the city! Thank goodness for the radios that Jeff and I communicate with, or we would still be looking for each other in that city! We fortunately found each other and a parking lot big enough for Jeff and his trailer and my van to pull in to recover from the trauma, and decide on Plan B, which was to keep on driving up into Washington, adding more hours on to what already was a long day! We finally found a park with one space left, which we were able to squeeze both our rigs into. Instead of waterfall sounds we will be sleeping tonight with the sounds of I-5 just across the wall! On a brighter note we are safe and all's well that ends well – sort of. Good night! Liz

Liz Meyer