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!)
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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!
I loved the rugged coast of Oregon and the mountains in Canada. I was so happy to go back in subsequent trips.
It 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!
My "nose"! I had heard about it, but didn't remember. Nice to see it in action.
The 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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