Memorial Weekend turned out to be a bit rough as far as finding an RV spot for the beast, we were running without reservations. So we did the next best thing – imposed ourselves upon kind-hearted relatives. We returned for some more mooch-docking at Jeanne’s brother Dwayne’s house in Cottonwood.
For Memorial Day Jeanne’s other brother Dave joined us as we all went out to the area of Igo and the Northern California Veteran’s Cemetery to visit with Jeanne, Dwayne, & Dave’s stepfather, George. He was a WWII Navy veteran and is laid to rest there in Igo.
We only spent 2 days at Dwayne’s, then it was time to continue on toward Sonoma County to clean up a couple of doctor appointments before our babysitting gig. We did a short hop and stopped off at the Rolling Hills Casino in Corning to kill one day and get some laundry done, and of course donate to the local economy by way of a little Pai Gow Poker. For all you travelers along the I-5 corridor, this casino is a pretty good stopover spot. The RV lot is paved roads, gravel sites, FHU’s, and right next to the casino. They also have a travel center for laundry, showers, business center (fax, copies, etc.) and a small K9 kennel for doggy day care. $35 per night takes the sting out of having to pay for just overnighting it. The buffet inside the casino is better than most…
The next morning it was southbound and down, back to the Petaluma Elks Lodge for a 5 day stint. Some follow-up doctor appointments finished, it was time to have fun with the Gladiator (our grandson Maximus) and his mom Jenn. First order of business was the Rohnert Park Farmer’s Market. Not a large event, but we got to eat “Fair food”, Max got his face painted, and we listened to the “silky smooth” sounds of a band called “Choppin’ Broccoli”. I guess I’d call them kinda 80’s pop rock.
We got the opportunity to go to Max’s last Little League game and the ensuing end-of-the-year team party. The last time we were here, we got to see Max’s first game of the season and he has shown great improvement between the two games.
Next stop was the Forestville Youth BBQ, a yearly carnival-like event. The band was called The Interpretations and they did a good job with some 60’s-70’s easy rock. Max ran amok around the rides and games and had a general really good time. The BBQ brisket was not too shabby either…
Fun time done, time to settle down in Atascadero and prepare for babysitting. Until next post…