Travel cheat: We flew from TX to WA — but then promptly borrowed an RV

It’s true. And there’s probably a good joke here that starts, “You can take a couple of full-timers out of their RV…”

But didn't we look cute on our airplane?
But didn’t we look cute on our airplane? Sorry it’s fuzzy. I was probably giggling with glee!

With only 7 days to visit two different parts of the family — our son and his girlfriend on the Olympic Peninsula, and Tim’s parents, sisters and their families a couple hours north of Seattle — it made perfect sense for us to have our own mobile guest suite. Thankfully, Tim’s folks own just the thing, and were willing to hand over the keys!

Tim's folks made the bed, gassed/watered/propaned it up, and even stocked the pantry and fridge for us -- including homemade chocolate chip cookies. My in-laws are the bomb!
They patched a few leaks, made the bed, gassed/watered/propaned it up, and even stocked the pantry and fridge for us — including a bottle of wine and homemade chocolate chip cookies.
My in-laws are the bomb!
Tim's dad checked us out on all the systems before letting us leave the driveway. This thing is way easier to set up and take down than our fifth wheel, but...
Tim’s dad checked us out on all the systems before letting us leave the driveway.
This thing is way easier to set up, take down, and drive around than our fifth wheel, but…
... wow, is it petite. Excellent choice for short trips, but I don't think I could handle living in one full time. The bathroom is about half the size of ours, and includes sink, potty and shower. I did not think that was possible.
… wow, is it compact.
It suited our needs more than adequately for this short trip, but I don’t think I could handle living in a truck camper full time.
The bathroom is about half the size of ours, and includes sink, potty, storage cabinet and shower. I… I did not think that was possible. And I am not willing to downsize that much.
Boiling water for coffee in this old percolator made us feel like pioneers!
Boiling water for coffee in this old percolator made us feel like pioneers! (Yeah, we know. Pioneers had campfires, not auto-ignite gas stoves.)
And although this is truly a 1-butt kitchen, we bumped it a 2-butt to clean up after a big breakfast. Tim washed, our son's girl dried.
And although this is truly a 1-butt kitchen, we promoted it to a 2-butt to clean up after a big breakfast.
Tim washed, our son’s girl dried.
Our site at the Point Hudson Marina & RV Park came with a view of Admiralty Inlet.
Our site at the Point Hudson Marina & RV Park in Port Townsend came with a beautiful view of Admiralty Inlet and the mountains beyond.
Moonrise over the inlet
Moonrise over the inlet

And here’s why we went: our older son graduated from the Northwest School of Wooden Boatbuilding with an associate of occupational studies degree, and an impressive list of craftsmanship and engineering skills, such as planking, structures, fiberglass work, and handcrafted cabinetry. We are so stinkin’ proud!

That's him, sitting up there on the Chamberlain, a craft he's done a lot of work on during his time at the boat school.
That’s him, sitting up there on the Chamberlain, a craft he’s done a lot of work on during his time at the boat school.

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Not many school-sponsored graduation receptions include a keg. Was this place a good choice or what? And although this is not our boy's first beer, it's the first one his mama's poured for him, so like so many other milestones, we captured it with a photo. I'm sure there's a spot in the baby book for this somewhere...
Not many school-sponsored graduation receptions include a keg. This school was a good. choice.
And although this is not our boy’s first beer, it’s the first one his mama’s poured for him, and like so many other child rearing milestones, we captured it with photos. I’m sure there’s a spot in the baby book for this somewhere…
Later on, our son showed us around the boat yard in Port Townsend. This one bears a price tag of $5000 OBO. My best offer is oh hell no.
Later on, our son showed us around the boat yard in Port Townsend.
This fixer-upper bears a price tag of $5000 OBO.
My best offer is oh hell no.

I’ll leave you with three images of what the Puget Sound area is famous for: her picturesque waterways. No matter where you go, your journey will include bridges, tunnels, or ferries to get you from Point A to Point B, and the views are always worth the wait.

Deception Pass, looking west from the bridge...
Deception Pass, looking west from the bridge…
... and east
… and east
Port Townsend Bay
Port Townsend Bay

As for what’s coming up next for us, it looks like we’ll be sitting here in San Antonio through the fall, and perhaps into winter. Some medical issues have come up, and they need to be taken care of. I won’t share the details here, mostly because we don’t have enough information yet to know what lies ahead for Tim, but once we’ve got a better grip on what needs to be done, I’ll spill the proverbial beans. For now, in my husband’s own words:

I admit this is not how I wanted to spend my fall months, but such is life. I welcome prayers, well-wishes, and good thoughts. 

Hell, some of you might even feel compelled to send large sums of money, which would also be just fine.

Now if you do choose to pray, please don’t get too serious. I think something like this would be appropriate: “Dear God, please help that sap get physically well soon. We all understand he is a lost cause mentally.”

I saw one ship go rowing out, on New Year’s Day in the morning

Tim, Alden and Karynna (Alden’s girlfriend) went rowing ’round the bay with the Sea Scouts this afternoon, while I took a walk along a teensy-weensy part of the 1200-mile Pacific Northwest Trail, which is one of our nation’s newest national trails (and not to be confused with the Pacific Crest Trail, which Tim hiked over the summer of 2013, to mark his transition from active duty to retired Navy life).

Because when your nearly 21-year-old son, who’s been living on his own in WA for 2+ years, asks if you want to go boating with his Sea Scout troop, on New Year’s Day, as per their annual tradition, in Port Townsend Bay, where the average water temp is 53 degrees in July, you pull out your long johns, grab gloves, a wool cap, and the warmest coat you own, and you go. There'll be coffee and a hot shower when it's over.
When your nearly 21-year-old son,
who’s been living on his own in WA for 2+ years,
asks if you want to go boating with his Sea Scout troop,
on New Year’s Day,
as per their annual tradition,
in Port Townsend Bay,
where the average water temp is 53 degrees in July,
you pull on your long johns,
grab gloves, a wool cap, and the warmest coat you own,
and you go.
There’ll be coffee and a hot shower when it’s over.
The excursion began at the Wooden Boat Foundation, where the sea scouts hold their meetings and store their gear.
The excursion began at the Wooden Boat Foundation, where the sea scouts hold their meetings and store their gear.

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Our boy and his girl (photo by Karynna)
Our boy and his girl
(photo by Karynna)
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Ready to row and sail onboard Bear

Watch them row, with cheers from the crowd on the pier:

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If you peer closely at the right hand side, you can see the gray-blue shadow of Mount Rainier behind our intrepid oarsmen.
Sea Scouts on the left, appearing to take on a Washington State Ferry.
Sea Scouts in the little boat on the left, appearing to take on a Washington State Ferry.
Not.
Not.
I saw three ships come sailing in...
I saw three ships come sailing in…

Mountain views from the bay were spectacular today. Mount Baker and the Cascades were to our left, the Olympics to our right, and shadowy Mount Rainier in the middle. Look.

Olympics
Olympics
Cascades
Cascades
Mt. Baker
Mt. Baker
Olympics
Olympics
Mt. Rainier centered beneath the sign
Mt. Rainier centered beneath the sign
Mt. Baker at sunset
Mt. Baker at sunset
Mt. Rainier at sunset
Mt. Rainier at sunset

The views from my walk weren’t too shabby either.

Looking south along the Larry Scott portion of the Pacific Northwest Trail. That's a paper factory in the distance.
Looking southwest along the Larry Scott portion of the Pacific Northwest Trail. That’s a paper factory in the distance.
The northward view, with chicken hat selfie. It seemed an appropriate way to greet the new year, and I got a kick out watching passing motorists say "Look at her chicken hat!"
The northeasterly view, with chicken hat selfie.
It seemed an appropriate way to greet the new year, and I got a kick out of watching passing motorists say “Look at her chicken hat!”
The West Marine mascot appeared to be just as bewildered by my hat as I was by him.
The West Marine mascot appeared to be just as bewildered by my hat as I was by him.
I warmed up afterwards with a perfect cuppa joe at Velocity, while I waited for the scouts to return.
I warmed up afterward with a perfect cuppa joe at Velocity, while I waited for the scouts to return.

2016, Day 1: hard to beat