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| The Klamath River meets the Pacific on a smoky Sunday |
Brookings is a lovely little town and our RV park by the marina is a little slice of heaven on earth, but the smoke from the nearby wildfires can be pretty intense at times. Fortunately, the wind in this little spot generally favors us. We settle down in the coach on bad air days (eye-guzzled Game of Thrones on super fast unlimited Calyx internet last week - yahoo!) and we explore the nearby beaches and redwoods the rest of the time. The temperature here has been a consistent 55-70 degrees, friends and family elsewhere in California are suffering 110+ degree temperatures so we'll trade occasional smoke for record-breaking heat for now.
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| A smoky afternoon at the marina |
It's becoming clear that we need some help of the medical professional sort if Lance's foot is ever going to finish healing. We continue to religiously do everything the Los Angeles doctors instructed, yet there's one spot that continues to heal at a glacier pace. So we are redirecting our next move from the NorthEast leaf-peeping we had originally planned to Fall in the Wine Country so he can get the medical attention he needs to expedite recovery. Since our travel plans revolve around twisting throttle in cool locations, this needs to be priority, because any motorcycle riding just sets us back.
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| The Coast Guard station on a smoky afternoon |
Moving insurance plans from SoCal to NoCal has turned out to be an much bigger undertaking than we had expected. Apparently there's an imaginary line somewhere in middle California across which Kaiser communication dare not cross. It's almost like they are two different companies... on two different planets. We are muddling through it. The premium billing is finally straightened out (now they are finally crediting our account for the payments they take automatically every month - a welcome new development), we have new NoCal identity cards and Lance has an appt with a primary care physician in Napa in September, which is the first step to getting in to see the podiatry specialists in Santa Rosa. Not the NorthEast leaf-peeping we had planned for this time of year, but getting redirected to the wine country for the Fall season also doesn't suck. It will be nice to catch up with friends and family and not have a strict return-to-work deadline. We are hot on the trail of RV camp reservations in an assortment of places commutable to Santa Rosa.
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| The Brookings Harbor Marina at sunset |
Hoping to move on with healthy feet before Halloween, I have a hankering to do an epic Day of the Dead celebration - I've heard Arizona does 'em right.
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