Now we're roughing it. I guess this is where Hell really kicked in. We take a balogna stop (but they look like hamburgers to me). Then it looks like the slides got dropped on the floor. We're in Yellowstone for a while then back to the ferry. I've made no attempt to get them back in order.
Be glad you survived to tell the tale.
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(Only 22 more pictures of this trip. Then we'll go back to enjoying the darling Karen!)
Thanks again for your diligence in scanning and posting. I love looking at these pictures even though we don't look too happy to be wherever we are...except you. You clown!
ReplyDeleteI loved the rugged coast of Oregon and the mountains in Canada. I was so happy to go back in subsequent trips.
ReplyDeleteIt was fun watching the transformation of Uncle Harold into a fish eater after never eating it all the time he lived in Portland.
I did feel bad about Pegger's camping birthday celebration with the store-bought cake. But it was a partay.
We did see a lot of beautiful scenery. And I'm with Poss--the Oregon coast was spectacular!
ReplyDeleteMy "nose"! I had heard about it, but didn't remember. Nice to see it in action.
ReplyDeleteThe pony's name was "Jeep" I was told.
Thanks for the pictures!
I remember my 16th birthday! We had a store-bought cake that we consumed in the carryall, and Classic held up a wooden match for me to blow out.
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