Camping with Leo: Day 2
Newport, Oregon: Keeping Leo up a
little past his bedtime last night, allowed Dave and I to catch an extra HOUR of
shut-eye this morning. Luxurious! I had organized most everything before we flew
down to Los Angeles, so it didn't take long before we had everything for our
epic camping trip loaded into the car and we were off for the storage facility
to get our motorhome.
Everything seemed to go well. Slide rooms extended. Belonging stored. Slide rooms
retracted. Car hitched. The only chore remaining was to install Leo's car seat
in the motorhome. (We checked two car seats on the flight yesterday, so we would
not have to move Leo's car seat from the RV, back-and-forth, to the tow
vehicle.) But, something was not right. We installed the seat, but could not
adjust/loosen the straps enough to accommodate Leo - and it was Leo's car seat
from Lenny's car! We called Lisa. We video-chatted with Lisa. Dang thing would
not adjust. The sliding thingamajig behind the headrest would not snap into
place. Lisa agreed something was wrong. Something must have happened to the car seat during transit? We abandoned
it to the RV storage garage and had to switch out the one in the car...
completely negating the reason we schlepped two car seats from California.
Waaah! (How the hell did I survive childhood without a car seat at all?)
Safety first! Lisa is having a car seat (that can be turned into a booster
seat if Leo ever gets over 40 pounds - highly unlikely anytime soon) delivered
to our campsite via amazon.com! Clever girl. It is one that we will just keep in
Oregon. Crisis averted, but 45 minutes (in 90 degree heat) wasted. Leo was
well-behaved during this circus as I stuck him in front of his iPad again. Thank
you, Steve Jobs. Thank you very much.
We needed fuel. I told Leo our motorhome was really a huge green dragon and it
needed to be fed. Our RV is stored near a big truck stop, so we
pulled-in to feed the dragon. Of
course, the steps did not deploy when DT opened the RV door. Of
We finally left Portland and headed west towards Lincoln City and took a
left to follow Highway 101 to
Shores RV Resort, just north of Newport, Oregon. When we opened the door at
the campground - voila - the steps extended! Whew.
Those dang steps have a mind of their own, don't they?
From the above photo, I suppose there is no need to mention it was not 90°
in Newport? It wasn't even 60 degrees. It was foggy. It was cold and it was
windy. This resort is for motorcoaches exclusively. All sites are privately
owned. We rented through their website.
This photo is not in black and white.
No matter the weather - we had a five year old boy to entertain.
A boy who had been a dream during the drive to the beach. He kept telling me, "I
just love your RV, Bubbe" - like he had been in hundreds of motorhomes.
getting re-situated, we drove the Jeep to Old Town Newport to view the
vacationing California Sea Lions
that usually inhabit the docks in the port. The sun was shining in Newport! Just a block from the docks we could
hear barking and knew
Leo would be very excited at what he was about to witness.
Forty or fifty huge sea lions were lounging, fighting, snorting,
barking, swimming and
generally causing quite a ruckus on the floating docks.
Leo was very excited.
He imitated their barking... Arrh, arrh, arrh
Upside down and backwards - the largest sea lion. Leo
called him the Chief.
Another forty-or-so animals were out in the bay on a
We walked around the docks and piers for
a bit, looked in a few shops - Leo now owns a teeny sea
lion plush toy - and then came back to the RV for
dinner. Soup night: Broccoli Cheddar, served with a baguette and crudités.
Leo does not like radishes.
More Lego building happened as well.
Until my next update, I remain, your Newport correspondent.
Shores RV Resort. This place has it all. Indoor and outdoor pools, club
house, full hookups. Class-A motorhomes only. All sites are privately owned and
rented through the resort or privately. Ocean view sites are available. North of
Newport. We paid $90.
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