Rick’s son, Anthony, lives in Spokane so we headed up there for a few days. Sticking to the 395, we camped just south of John Day, Oregon in a great, remote spot. We had to WHOLE campground to ourselves, which was perfect, until we spotted the black bear fur and tree scratches the next morning!
This is where we camped.
It’s a remote, dry campsite (no water), but cool
We have the whole place to ourselves.
Just back from the store. Let’s get cooking!
We took the small tent this year. It was fine.
We had a creek nearby.
Lisa set up the tent while I went grocery shopping.
Lisa is proud of herself for setting up the tent.
On the road, Rick’s the chef!
Smells good 🙂
Dinner never tasted so good!
After dinner stroll
Did I mention Lisa gathered the wood while I was shopping?
Burn it if you got it!
Good coffee in the chilly morning.
Chilly morning
Where’s my fishing pole?
The creek
A walk in the woods
Uh oh, bear fur next to the tent!
More fur, and there’s claw marks on the tree
Let’s get out of here!
Back on the road
This coffee shop takes security seriously
They don’t call 911 either.
Southern Oregon on the 395 does have a desert section
