Well, it’s 8am and I’m sitting in a plush lounge with free
coffee and WiFi so I guess we weren’t just turned away by Cummins. In fact, they are happy to do the oil change and
service and take a look for any issues with the engine. How much it will cost? We feel like we’re in the RV equivalent of a
Mercedes garage so we’ll wait and see how painful the bill is?!
Our overnight spot at Cummins - see, Harvey really isn't that large compared to some other rigs! |
I think that the pain of the bill was more than made up for
by the sociable morning that we had.
Everyone we met was so friendly and generous. Simon and I were making the most of the free
WiFi in the customer lounge when we were joined by Ava, a 12-year-old Canadian
girl who is a bit of a star when it comes to Free-skiing, by all accounts. Well, her parents are taking her to the North
American championship in California for the last race of the season. Or they were until their camper started
breaking down. As far as I can make out,
free-skiing is basically falling down a snow-covered mountain as rapidly but with
as much style and panache as possible! The family are from Drumheller, Alberta
and Ava is in the top three of her age group in Canada. I got her to give me her autograph. Just in case.
She came in to chat to us and introduce us to their youngest standard
poodle, Casey. Then we were joined by her Dad, Lehn, while we were all wishing
the morning away waiting for the garage to do their thing with our RVs. In
fact, they’ve had so much go wrong with their bus that the whole family had a
tour of Harvey after he was finished as they may be interested in buying him
after our trip! Here’s hoping… that
would be amazing to have a potential buyer ready. But even if they don’t want the RV, they not
only had lots of great tips for routes to take across Western Canada and
campsites to try, but we also now have a potential stop-off point at their
house after we have left Calgary. Lehn’s
wife, Monica, was so friendly, basically saying if we get stuck for anything
while we’re in Canada, give them a call and they’ll help us out.
The gentleman who we met yesterday afternoon walking his dog
turns out to be a retired Naval and commercial pilot called Sam. He came into the lounge with his wife Sandy
and really, we could have just left Simon and Sam to get on with talking about
planes all day! Their two sons are also
pilots and when they invited us to come and see them just north of Portland,
our brains started going into over-drive, thinking of the possibilities for
Simon to get some flight time, which they openly offered. But sadly, we’re just not going to have time
to squeeze that it before Saturday.
Long story short with Harvey – they did a service, oil and
filters change and couldn’t find anything to be concerned about that may have
caused the troublesome whiff. No leaks
or damaged pipes, but our minds have been eased that someone professional has
given the engine the once over. They fixed the connection problem with the
bathroom light that we needed resolving, so no more stops needed for that
before Wednesday. Okay, so our pockets
are lighter to the tune of a couple of 100 bucks, but we were expecting a higher
bill than before and by the sounds of our new friends’ bills, we had gotten
away with it lightly! Plus, we now have
two new contacts in North America, so it was time and money well spent.
Our first glimpse back on the Pacific coast of Oregon |
Some of the sealions used the energy from the waves to help them up to this perch |
The view from sealion caves towards the Haceta Headlandd |
Heceta headland and lighthouse |
We continued up route 101, not sure how far to continue. Having started as a clear-skied day, the weather was becoming increasingly overcast but with this the rising seas and crashing waves became more dramatic for photo-opportunities:
In the end Simon identified an amazing State Park, called Cape Lookout. It was roughly an hour away from where we need to reach tomorrow and it was very remote, which we love. A highlight on the way there was when we spotted a bald eagle land in the shallow sea before just clearing the top of the RV with what appeared to be a massive fish in its talons! We just arrived in time to catch the last of the daylight on the beach by which time it was looking very stark and it was difficult to see far up the coast due to the amount of spray in the air:
We were exhausted from our early morning and the sea
air. So, as soon as the last of the
daylight had disappeared we tucked in to left over lasagne from the other night
and had a movie night. Watching Lost
Boys again after having been to Santa Cruz was great – we had definitely seen
the appropriate parts of the boardwalk.
I kept shouting out ‘we were there!’.
I’m sure it wasn’t too annoying…?
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