Camping...

I am camping all my life. For the last year at least. The last several years before retirement I spent most available free time camping. Oregon was my home. My adult working life, 40+years, all in Oregon. The Oregon State Parks are the best anywhere. I spent most camping on the Oregon Coast. Gold Beach, Humbug Mt., Honeyman, Harris Beach, Arizona Beach, Arches and on and on. Showers, fire places, water and electricity are available at all sites. Cost is reasonable, about $22 per night. Sitting beside the fire and listening to all the campground chatter and noise, the wind in the trees, the smell of smoke; all these are here. I sit on the deck next to my wooden picnic table and hear the children playing down past the corner. That house is a collection point for the whole neighborhood. Next to the deck are three huge cedar trees, lots of wind sounds and tree shedding. Next to the driveway are two equally large pine trees. Home to the doves and blue jays. My house is at the end of the street and I own the lot next door. It is vacant and borders a dirt road and several acres of woodland all the way out to the highway. I am living in a perpetual campground with a house to live in instead of an RV.

Life is good...