Left our park late on Sunday evening

Well we had a very hurried last few days, with a flurry of activity, both in the old place and the new one.  Up stairs and down stairs is what I remember most of all, then very hot as we did our final pack up into the car.  New place was summerized by previous owners, so no air going through as all windows and doors covered by styrofoam, we crept about in the lights, and put things kind of everywhere.  It was very warm, nearly 90 degrees.
Wendy and Dave came over to see our new abode Sunday afternoon, and at the last minute we decided to bring our newish bed from the old place to the new place using Dave's truck, and the newish end tables seem to have migrated to the new place too.  The other stuff got swapped into our old place, and the old place duly cleaned and washed up for possible sale or rental in the late fall.  Thank heaven to Dave for his truck, and his help moving the furniture too.

Not sure exactly where we put all our stuff from the shed, but most of it went into the new place, not at all well organized, just inside the house.  The new house seems to use the bedroom as the access to the outside area behind the wind wall, so we will have constant traffic past the end of the bed.

Put the new bedspread on the bed, and that was kind of it, things went in to cupboards, perhaps not the right ones, but away nevertheless.  There are things that we want to change already, but that can wait for a while.

We left Sunday evening around 7 PM, into very heavy traffic westward toward Los Angeles, it was Sunday of Easter weekend, so roads were very busy and we were stalled quite a few times in extremely heavy traffic. Decided not to cross the desert up through Yucca Valley and across Mojave Desert, instead opting for Hwy 10 west, then Hwy 210, then I-5 north.

We got as far as Pasadena, dropped and flopped into bed, and Monday we were in warm shorts and A/C weather as we headed northward, arriving in Williams, CA, a small town, where a very friendly Highway Patrol officer directed us out to the Coast Mountains foothills for a pretty scenic drive along winding rural roads, beside bright green rolling hilly pastures, and pretty flowering dark, dark pink trees along a creek.  Cattle country.

We had a visit to nearby Maxwell, in honor of brother in law Ian Maxwell, and snapped photos of everything 'maxwell'.  I will attempt to post some photos, the most remarkable of which was a flowering cactus in a front yard right in Maxwell.

 Lary, Di, Judy the ranger at the San Jacinto Monument, Annie,
Marty, Chip and Barbara - we played our flutes on Easter Saturday up on Highway 74, in the midst of our moving from house to house.

 Some scenes from the small rural town of Maxwell, California

 These cactus flowers were the size of cereal bowls, an incredible sight.

 Likely the stage line doesn't use horses any more.......

Looks as if brother in law Ian opened an Auto Parts store.

The next night found us in Cresswell, just south of Eugene, Oregon, and it had been pouring rain most of the day, somewhat disappointing as we had been in shorts and sandals up til then on our northerly homeward trip.

Tonight Wednesday we are in Sequim, near Port Angeles, tomorrow afternoon we will catch the Coho ferry over to Victoria, and head out to visit our friends Sal and Russ in Sooke, pick up our truck, and head home.  Again today it was raining, sometimes heavily, though tonight here in Sequim it is heavily overcast, so not that cold. 

Just seems chilly to us sun worshippers fresh out of our sunny desert winter.  We have heard that southern California today got heavy rains, too which makes us feel a bit better.

We broke our journey today by stopping in an Indian Casino near here for about 1.5 hours, and playing the slots, Di nearly recouped her investment, Lary lost about $20.  We are not big gamers, that's for sure.  About $20 - $40 is our typical daily expenditure when we are in a casino.

Welcome to the 'wet coast' once again.  It's either overcast or raining, green, green and there is moss on the trees here on the Olympic Peninsula.

I think I may continue the blog once we get home as I am enjoying my journaling experience.