5/24/2023 Where in the World is Entiat?

Since we have been doing more and more reservations while hangin’ in central Washington, we had a couple days to kill before our next reservation at the Pasco/Tri-Cities KOA. Jeanne found a popular boondocking spot called Rufus Landing right on the Columbia River in the massive dot-on-a-map town called Rufus. It is close to the intersection of Highway 84 & Highway 97, just west of the John Day Dam. It was literally a large dirt lot used by salmon fishermen with its very own pit toilet. The views in this area continued to be spectacular as we could see the John Day Dam, Mt. Hood, and even cruise ships heading up river.

The one touristy thing we did manage during our stay here was a short crossing of the river into Washington to see a replica of the English monument “Stonehenge”. This one was built to honor the (13) WWI veterans who died in battle that were residents of Klickitat County, WA. In addition, there is another memorial on site to honor the Klickitat County veterans who died in battle during all of our wars, up to and including Afghanistan & Iraq. 

Pasco/Tri-Cities KOA was our next temporary home. This stop was more chores than fun. However, we did manage to give the bikes a workout, albeit on a trail(s) we had ridden back in 2020, the Sacagawea Heritage Trail/Columbia Park Trail combination. Some of the pictures may be similar to those taken the first time, oh well…

Wenatchee River County Park in Wenatchee was another return trip for us, we needed to kill a little more time before our next reservation. It is a small RV park right on the Wenatchee River and boy oh boy was there some water in that river! It looked nigh on close to flooded as the waters raged downriver appearing to have expanded beyond their normal boundaries. We took a pass on a revisit to the Apple Capital Recreational Loop Trail and again took care of some shopping chores before heading farther north (hey, Wenatchee is not so small as to not have a Walmart, what can I say?!)

Next up for a new home was the Entiat City Park, still on the banks of the Columbia River. This is a VERY nice campground! It seemed to be popular for locals to do some family camping, a lot of barbecues and suntan lotion whilst lazing at riverside. The campsites are very well maintained, surrounded by the greenest of green grass, and have nicely maintained raked sand tent sites besides the paved RV sites. There is a bit of an over-abundance of geese taking their walkabouts throughout the park, depositing the remnants of their last meals all over, keeping the camp hosts and city workers very busy cleaning the pavement/walkways and firing off some type of fireworks to shoo the geese along (kinda like the bird cannons the wineries sometimes use to keep the birds from eating the grapes). They also have a nice paved walking/biking path alongside the river through the entire park, then continues as gravel alongside the Entiat River which empties into the Columbia River at the park. At the confluence of the two rivers there is what locals refer to as “Numeral Mountain”. It seems since the 1920’s each graduating high school class scales/repels the cliff of that mountain and paints their graduating year on the rocks. Oh boy, rural entertainment at its finest!

About 30 miles up the Entiat River off of Entiat River Rd. we found Silver Falls Trailhead in U.S.F.S. territory. Always up for a look-see involving waterfalls, we headed out one fine early morning. Now Silver Falls is on, you guessed it, Silver Creek, which feeds into the Entiat River. The trail is pretty well maintained, USFS built quite a few sets of rock stairs throughout the whole trail and they have a lot of wood rail handrails scattered along the trail. The trail heads up the mountain alongside the creek, to a point where it forks left and right (it is a loop trail and this is where the two converge). I would suggest taking the right fork; this will afford you spectacular views quicker. The trail gains a lot of altitude pretty quickly but after the steep climb the trail makers took pity on us old folks and transitioned to several L-O-N-G, more gradual elevation gain switchbacks. It is very well worth the effort to get to “the top”, very beautiful scenery. I gotta backtrack a little. The body of water really is named Silver Creek. But it starts at the top of the mountain and flows/falls/cascades ALL the way downhill, in essence a continuous water fall down to the road! And a little more backtracking, I mentioned getting to “the top”. Well, the trail loops up to a point where it is pretty much “the top”, but you can see the creek is still slightly cascading from farther above your “at the top” viewpoint. But by this point at the top of the loop all of the dramatical waterfall action has been experienced. In all it was about a 2.3 mile round trip hike with a 700’ elevation gain and it took us about 80 minutes.

On our drive to Silver Falls we happened upon Box Canyon Viewpoint. OK, we’re in! It was a short dirt road to a parking area with a small trail down to the viewpoint. Box Canyon earned its name from early settlers who found it and described it as a straight sided box. The Entiat River created it by chewing through the granite over a whole lotta years. There was a nice viewing platform from where to observe the raging waters.

As if none of the previous day’s activities infirmed us enough, Jeanne found the Chelan Butte Trail and decided we would tackle at least part of that one. The trail starts in the city of Chelan and quickly gains elevation as you climb the massive mountain. We hiked (huffin’ & puffin’) a couple of miles to near Elephant Head, then doubled back. This trail affords vista views overlooking Lake Chelan, Chelan, Manson, and a great amount of the area around them. Once we got back to the Jeep, it was off to Chelan Butte Rd. and a run up to the lookout near the top. Part paved, part gravel, part 4-wheelin’, the views at the top covered the lake and a big swath of the Columbia River. 

So now you are caught up with us. Stay tuned for our next destination. Until next post…

5/18/2017 Hangin’ out with Abe, Edgar, the Babe, and some crabs.

So after careful consideration, painstaking research and planning, many megabytes of data usage, we closed our eyes and stuck a finger in the mapbook, settling on the Washington DC area for our next stop. We found the Greenbelt Park, a National Park run campground, in beautiful downtown Greenbelt, Maryland, just outside of DC. It is a typical old NP campground inside a heavy cover of trees, sites and interior roads not real big-rig friendly and on the whole not even close to being level. The sites are dry-camping only with potable water scattered around the loops. They do have bathrooms fairly convenient in the loops, and in Loop D, recommended for bigger rigs, there is (1) shower stall in (1) of the bathhouses. Our problem here was the thick tree cover, coupled with the several days of rain, trumped our solar power system, so we ended up running our generator a bit each day. But there is always an upside, I needed to give the generator it’s monthly “work out” anyway. The rate here is $20 per night, $10 if you have the NP pass, so that was a big plus. But if you do have a bigger rig, you cannot be shy about brush scratch, the park maintenance folks don’t keep the branches trimmed back very well.

We fought rain most of the 5 days we stayed here in Greenbelt. Our first outing we pretty much got rained on the whole time. We drove into Annapolis and over to Kent Island, mostly off of Hwy. 50. The Bay Bridge was cool, but it did cost us $4 in toll extortion money. In Annapolis we got to see the Maryland State House and the Governor’s house while ducking and dodging raindrops. It is mind numbing seeing all that is history on this side of the continent, dating back into the 1600’s/1700’s/1800’s. Being from the Loony Tunes State of California there is no comparison as to volume of things to see dating back that far. 

The rain kept up all night but let up enough the next day to take a bike ride from East Potomac Park, a short run throught the Jefferson Memorial area and onto the Mt. Vernon hike/bike Trail. We rode the trail into Alexandria (somewhere around a 9-mile one way trail) and back. Once we returned we pedaled around the Washington Monument area, then returned to base camp. Parking in these high traffic areas is a bit pricy at times and we were happy to find the East Potomac Park with all of its free parking. We noticed on one of our rides as we passed Reagan Int’l Airport they had parking listed as $17 per half hour for the first 2 hours, then more thereafter (I did not pay attention, the $17 per half hour was enough to send me into a tizzy).

We got more break from the rain and took a drive into Baltimore for a day. Jeanne had several sights picked out for visits so visit we did. She discovered the Westminster Church and Burial Ground was the final resting place for Edgar Allen Poe. We stopped in to pay respects and Jeanne’s apprehension level got raised to the top of the creepiness meter over the whole macabre vibe she was receiving.  

When in Baltimore… just gotta see Camden Yards, a mainstay in our history involving the boys of summer. Home to the Orioles, the park was vacant now with the home team out of town for the week. 

Among some of the historical sights downtown were the original George Washington Monument, the Peabody Conservatory and Library, and numerous places of historical significance which, almost without exception, goes hand-in-hand with an architectural “wow” factor.

Jeanne had also learned that Federal Hill Park affords one an impressive bird’s eye view of the downtown area of Baltimore. It was an OK view of the harbor area, and was a fitting end to our tour of Baltimore.

We lucked out weather-wise and were able to do another bike ride around the capitol mall as well as take the Rock Creek Parkway trail to the Nat’l Zoo. It was nice to be on bikes at the mall area, easy to get around despite all the tourists jamming the area. I was not surprised at the rudeness of the foreign tourists, I watched as a wheelchair-bound person tried to navigate a sidewalk full of non-English speaking folks and they kept crowding and cutting him off. I was ready to wring some necks…

Of course, the weather cleared up on our travel day. We headed out in the direction of the great state of Delaware. I found the Delaware Seashore State Park to be an acceptable temporary home, near Rehoboth Beach. Nice, paved level sites with FHU’s, no tree cover, right on the Indian River Inlet at the bridge of the same name. $40 per night, we were good to go.

Besides some beach walks for Woody, we went to Cape Henlopen State Park and did part of the Dunes Hike there. Despite the name, the trail did not traverse any dunes but meandered through a marsh area instead. Not a real impressive hike. To make up for that, we went into Rehoboth Beach and walked the boardwalk there. It was a small boardwalk, but the weather was nice for a stroll through that typical beach town.

The next day we gave the bikes a workout and rode to Ocean City (Maryland) and back for about 42 miles worth. They had nice bicycle lanes the whole route and I got to see quite a few cool rides cruising south on Hwy. 1. Apparently there are many local businesses in that area who are putting on car shows scattered all over. There were some pretty mean looking muscle cars as well as many classics motoring or being towed that way. I wasn’t fast enough to snap pictures of most of them, but I did get one classic ride on film (OK, digital media, geez!).

On the eve of our travel day, we partially mapped out our destinations as we creep northward. We found it is getting close to requiring reservations at various parks, many being full up or with limited availability. So we found space at several parks for the near future, I’ll expand on those stops and locations in the next post…