Cancer treatments be damned – We have had a great time visiting our old lives in Boise. Our stay here turned from penalty box to blessing box. Our “peeps” in Boise have turned on the support for us in a big way and we are very grateful. It has been a blessing to be here during this time and we have had a blast!
Mondays (treatment days) weren’t really a blast but neither have they been a big deal. Randy had one very uncomfortable treatment but the other four were easy. He had to stay home on Monday afternoons, but that just gave us a chance to rest.
He has not felt sick at all, either from the cancer, or the treatments. He has been able to golf and go to lunch, play with Archer…and fix things! I have been able to see friends, help with Vacation Bible School and line dance. Together we have seen friends, played games, gone to movies and baseball games.

We went with friends John and Deb to Silver City, an old mining town a couple hours southwest of Boise. About 70 buildings remain from the 1870’s heyday. All are privately owned with most utilized as summer cabins.

Photograph from the Silver City website, unattributed photographer.
The fanciest building in town, the Stoddard Mansion, was in rough shape the last time we were in Silver City, roughly 15 years ago. It was an unexpected surprise to be able to see the inside of this 1870 home courtesy of the person who owned it at the time.

The Stoddard Mansion is looking grand after purchase and renovation by a Boise family.
This Silver City church was originally built as St. James Episcopal Church. The building was purchased for one dollar in 1933 and became Our Lady of Tears Catholic Church.
There is something about outhouses in Silver City….members only, by appointment only and double deckers!

We weren’t sure if this “car” was a toy or a homemade (once) working vehicle.

This car’s engine and crank shaft were utilized in the mining operation.
We walked by Deadman’s Alley, so named because of the gunfight death of Joseph Koenig by Colonel Dewey. The alley was also the demarkation between Silver City’s Chinatown and the business district.

We did not hear if Colonel Dewey ended up in the Silver City jail.
It seems all old mining towns or ghost towns have a cemetery. Most graves were very old and a disproportionate number were for children and women.
There were a number of fenced plots by Stewart Iron Works of Cincinnati, Ohio. I wondered how iron works from Cincinnati end up in the remote Owyhee mountains of Idaho. That thought meant I had research to do on Stewart Iron Works.
Begun in 1862, Stewart Iron Works specializes in metal artistry. The company is still in business and has a vast array of past projects, foreign and domestic. The following information came from the Stewart Iron website:
“Stewart Iron created all of the benches and site amenities for New York City’s Central Park, the light fixtures in Congress, the fencing and gates surrounding the Panama Canal, and the jail cells for such notorious prisons as Alcatraz, Sing-Sing, and Leavenworth…. Stewart cornered the market on cemetery fencing across America…. and merged with US Motor Trucks ultimately manufacturing all of the heavy duty trucks used by the US Army during WWI.”
There is always something to learn!
As used to be our summer tradition, we went to the Idaho Shakespeare Festival, also with John and Deb. We saw Hamlet, not for the first time, and were amazed at how many commonly used quotes and figures of speech come from that play. Below is a partial list:
To be or not to be…that is the question
Neither a borrower nor a lender be
Though this be madness, there is method in it
What a piece of work is man
This above all, To thine own self be true
Frailty, thy name is woman
In my minds eye
Make your hair stand on end
Primrose path
Something is rotten in the state of Denmark
O’ Woe is me
Get thee to a nunnery
The Lady doth protest too much
As much as we appreciate our Boise friends, we also have Road friends and were glad to be able to visit with two couples this last week.
Teri and Mark are volunteering near LaGrande, Oregon. Their primary duty is to rehabilitate the Ladd Marsh volunteer site that hasn’t been used in several years.

We want to see if they can also rehabilitate this riding mower that has been enveloped in a pack-rat’s nest!
We also saw fellow Umpqua Lighthouse State park volunteer friends, Jess and Jean. They are now at Farewell Bend State Park near Ontario, Oregon. It was great to visit with them again.
As much as we’ve enjoyed Boise, we are anxious to get on the road again. Randy has one more treatment in this cycle on Monday morning. We are hoping to leave town that same day and head east to Elkhart, Indiana. We have a significant trailer repair to do in Elkhart, lots of new places to explore, and friends to see on our five week trip.
My blogging fingers will need to step it up again!
As we needed to stay home this afternoon for Randy to flush out his system by drinking lots of water, we took advantage of the hot weather to shampoo our carpets. It was nice that everything dried out quickly and we could turn on both air-conditioners!
We have been able to take Archer to the zoo, Chuck-E-Cheese and the playground. No telling what else we’ll experience with him this summer so that is a benefit.
These pictures are from Shore Acres State Park, once a private estate. The grounds are now available for strolling and special events.
At our site, the salmonberries behind us have grown several feet in the past month. If we were here another month, the back end of our trailer might disappear!







Even though Oregon State Parks are generally superb, these restrooms at the Golden and Silver Falls Trailhead were the worst we have ever seen! I thought they might be from a third world prison and Randy said they were worse than the restrooms he saw in India. The area is remote but sheesh!
The second remote hike was the Sweet Creek Trail with eleven waterfalls in 1.1 miles. This was one of the best hikes we’ve ever been on for its sheer beauty.
At the Sweet Creek Falls viewpoint I asked Randy to take the picture because he was in the corner nearest the waterfall. He climbed the fence to get even closer. I don’t usually get nervous when he does things like that because he does things like that all the time. However, this time I was very nervous because the rocks were mossy and wet. I hadn’t wanted the picture that badly!
As we finish out our month volunteering near the Oregon coast, we have learned we enjoy cleaning yurts and will look to do it again in future volunteer gigs. We weren’t really “on the coast” so we had to specifically drive there if we wanted to go to the ocean. It was always worth it!


The human wildlife has arrived in the area for the Memorial Day Weekend! There haven’t been any RVs around this lake until the last few days. The sand vehicles run at all hours of the day and night. People seem to be having fun!
During this past week we celebrated our 37th wedding anniversary and our third anniversary of living as full time RVers!

We’ve been able to see Beth a few more times, including when she and her friend Kathy came by our place at Umpqua Lighthouse State park.
Boise friends take a close look – some of you probably know Sharon and Stu. It was AMAZING how many times our lives might have intersected in Boise but didn’t. We lived in the same part of town. Their daughter went to a school I taught in. Sharon was a nursing professor at Boise State when Natasha was in the nursing program. Their girls went to the same high school as our daughter. We know some of the same people.


We went to the Darlingtonia Wayside, the only Oregon State Park dedicated to protecting a plant species. This botanical preserve is set aside for observing the carnivorous plant, darlingtonia californica. It is a foe to insects (and not humans) so we felt comfortable walking the boardwalk amongst the carnivores.

The place that may always top my list of “places that matter” is Manzanar, the WWII Japanese Internment Camp Historic Site near Lone Pine, California. I wrote about it in the
Another “place that matters” by my definition was Little Big Horn Battlefield. I wrote about our visit there in
This week we visited another “place that matters.” We traveled to Bandon, to the Washed Ashore art gallery and workshop. The organization’s mission is to build and exhibit art to educate about plastic pollution in our oceans.



It was immensely sad that so much recognizable garbage ends up in our oceans. It was also inspiring that one woman, Angela Pozzi, concerned about the beaches near her hometown of Bandon, Oregon started this mission of awareness to change individual habits.
A few of the sculptures are on display at the exhibition hall in Bandon. Others are on display throughout the country. Right now they are in Ames Iowa, Tacoma Washington, Washington DC and Richmond Virginia. Their website at
At the Washed Ashore exhibit hall I learned about 28,000 plastic ducks, turtles, frogs and beavers that were lost at sea in 1992. In the intervening years they have been found all over the world giving scientists valuable information about currents and the connectedness of our oceans.
The book about the toys and their movement, Moby Duck ,will be on my summer reading list! There was also an
Haceta Head Lighthouse is the iconic Oregon coast photo-op. We have visited Haceta Head before so we were content this time to see it from the viewpoint. When we did, we heard quite the commotion below us! The sea lions who chose not to venture into the commercial cave just down the road (Sea Lion Caves) were having a grand time.

Haceta Head is one of nine historic lighthouses along the Oregon coast. All are on the National Historic Register and seven are open for public viewing. We are within a short drive of Haceta Head but are only a short walk from our state park’s namesake, Umpqua Lighthouse.
We walk to the Umpqua Lighthouse almost daily because there is where we have our nearest ocean view and outgoing mail drop.
Umpqua Lighthouse uses a Fresnel lens built in Paris in 1890 and reconstructed on-site. Fresnel lenses are ordered first to seventh depending on their radius, height, and weight, with first order being the largest. Umpqua’s first order lens has a radius of 36.2″, height of 101.97” and weight of 12787 lbs. On our tour we were able to go to the top and view the lens and prisms from just below.
The Umpqua Lighthouse emits a ‘white, white, red’ beacon in even intervals for about 20 miles seaward. It is the only lighthouse on the Oregon coast that uses red illumination. The original oil lamp light source was changed to electricity in 1934 and was fully automated in 1960.
In the early days at Umpqua Lighthouse, a “Keeper” was a family man who made $800 per year. His first and second assistants, likely younger and single, made $600 and $550 respectively. It was an isolated life and keepers and their families were expected to be self-sufficient with only periodic supply drops by lighthouse tender ships. The tenders dropped food staples, fuel sources and polish for maintenance.
Keepers and assistants wore smocks so their uniform buttons would not scratch the lens and prisms during cleaning.
This weight was part of the original rotation system using gravity to turn the lens. A keeper would need to wind it back up several times a night.

I am usually content to let Randy drive on these types of adventures while I enjoy the ride. This time it was less expensive for us to each have our own.
In a closing note, we are doing our best to enjoy our stay here knowing that when we return to Boise, Randy will begin his treatments. In his engineer way, he has done LOTS of research and is feeling good about it. Thank you for your prayers and good wishes.



Our favorites are the $41 per night rustic cabins – not because they are quick to clean, but because they are so darned cute and they sit above Lake Marie with a nice view.
The other part of our assignment is walking and monitoring the Lake Marie trail. We walk the one mile loop once a day picking up trash and generally enjoying the scenery – even though we only are asked to do it once a week.




Mark and Teri are currently volunteering at the Dungeness National Wildlife Refuge. Access to Olympic National Park is nearby, but much is still snowed in. Fortunately, we have been there before so it wasn’t a priority this time.
At the wildlife refuge, we walked along the Dungeness Spit. A spit is “a narrow coastal land formation that is tied to the coast at one end.”
The Dungeness Spit is five and a half miles long, the longest natural spit in the country.



Near the end of the spit is the Dungeness Lighthouse. Built in 1857, the lighthouse still assists navigation on the Strait of Juan de Fuca. A “lighthouse keeper” program allows individuals or families to pay to spend a week maintaining the lighthouse and giving tours to visitors. To be a keeper for a week costs $350 for adults. To “keep” the entire lighthouse costs $2250 per week. More information is available about this interesting “vacation” on the lighthouse website
We visited the Olympic Game Farm. There are a variety of animals here including waving bears who didn’t feel like waving during our visit.
Several peacocks were in full fashion mode. We even heard him rattling his feathers, called “train rattling,” which is part of the male’s courting process.

Although each animal is given a specific diet appropriate to its needs, the farm sells very soft whole-wheat bread loaves for $2 to supplement the animals’ diets and visitors’ enjoyment. We bought two large loaves and could have easily given out more.
The llama knew what to expect and how to get it!
The animals get so close so quickly it is hard to take a picture!
It is far easier to take pictures of the cars in front of you! Once you get to the elk and bison section, you are advised not to stop because the animals are pretty aggressive and can damage your car. Unfortunately, the car in front of this one had stopped! We didn’t get damaged but we sure got slime and slobber on both sides of the truck!
We were glad we had our big tall truck. It would have been really intimidating to have these two bison reaching their head in for food! The experience was a little bit unnerving at times, but a whole lot of fun! I thought it would be scary to drive through all the animals but the animals are experienced and Randy said it wasn’t bad.
We were too early in the season for any of the lavender farms to be open to the public but I did take the opportunity to visit one of the lavender gift shops downtown.
When we arrived at Willow Creek RV Park, we found a lovely little campground. It appears to be connected with the Willow Creek Dam above Heppner but no one is here to ask so it is hard to know.
At the campground, we began setting up. I started opening the slides and heard wood splintering. That can’t be good! I looked to see if the rocking chairs were safe (the last wood heard splintering) but found it was the bed frame this time.
Those of you who have read the blog for a while may remember that Handy Randy redesigned our bed frame a while back. Now a 12-pack of pop had shifted and lodged under the bed frame and jammed the frame and slide. Fortunately, the slide wasn’t damaged, just the bed frame.
After driving a long way, with bonus time for the detour, Handy Randy set about fixing the bed frame, which of course he did. What a guy to have around!
This morning we took Elko for a walk around the area. We found the ultimate green monster – the dam! For those of you who aren’t baseball fans, the original green monster is the name of the left field wall at Fenway Park in Boston.
We also found the Masonic Cemetery of Heppner, Oregon. I opened my Find-A-Grave app and found that there were 46 open requests, a huge amount for this small town cemetery!
Find-A-Grave allows people to ask for a picture of a gravesite in cemeteries around the country. I loaded the app over a year ago but hadn’t ever been at the right place at the right time to actually use it. We didn’t see a directory or anyone to ask, so we just started looking around.
I found Grace A. Hayes, born December 28, 1874, died May 19, 1908, and married to Charles Hayes.
The Grace A. Filkins Hayes being sought on the app was born December 28, 1873 and died May 19, 1908 but when I looked at the death certificate the death year was written over and unclear. Interesting and sad that Grace died at age 34 from tuberculosis pneumonia. I submitted the photo of the gravesite with the note about the year of death discrepancy.

Randy is on a roll today….. cleaning the truck, the trailer cap, adding water to batteries etc. As I said – a good guy to have around! Maybe the ultimate good find!
I called in to say I wasn’t ducking them and quickly filled out my jury questionnaire. I didn’t have negative feelings about serving and was glad that my summons corresponded with our month back in Boise.
I served on a criminal trial for two days. It was an interesting and sobering experience – not bad, just one in which I felt the weight of responsibility. That was real life.
The picture above shows Randy and Archer walking on the Greenbelt along the Boise River. This path usually extends 46 miles through and beyond Boise but is now closed in many areas because of high river flow and flooding.

About 1/2 mile east of our campground the decision was made to remove a bridge that had been there for years because of erosion around the footings. We did’t see the actual removal but watched them moving the 15000 pound crane ballast pads onto flat trucks.
There is so much snow in the mountains, and water in the reservoirs and rivers that flooding concerns are very real. But all that water comes with a chance to see things that are better than normal as well.
The water flow was very impressive,- approximately19,900 cubic feet per second. To see a video of Shoshone Falls, click
We also took the opportunity to visit Twin Falls waterfall (the name sake for the town). This was a first for us even though we lived in southern Idaho for 33 years.




