Seeing More Old Friends

We have arrived at Mt Hood Village, an RV park a few miles east of the highest point in the state, and a few miles south of the Columbia River. We have a lot to see in the area over the next nine days, but we started with one of the things that makes our lifestyle sooo soooweeet - seeing friends from our past that have relocated to places all over the country.

John and Nan were part of the sailing community we met when we went back to fulltime cruising after we really retired. The promise of another lousy year of hurricanes drove us out of the Keys and up the East Coast on our way with friends to at least the Chesapeake Bay. Alas, we succumbed to "old boat" syndrome - required repairs serious enough to make us say good-bye to friends continuing north while we were stuck in Brunswick, Georgia. But when your world is built around travel, having to say "so long" (for awhile) to some great friends can mean saying hello to new, great friends. Such was the case here. We made new lifelong friends at our new marina home. We've made claims in this blog that traveling around the country makes for stronger friendships rather than weaker, and this tale is a prime example. The two couples we bonded with in Brunswick have scattered now - Len and Connie, to Yuma, (see "Easter with Friends in Yuma, AZ") and John and Nan, to Vancouver, and would likely be forgotten to us if we weren't so mobile in our lifestyle.

Besides, it is such great fun to see friends after a two-year absence. A wonderful lunch - Nan and John know what turns us on - and a promise to get together again before we leave the area.