The first storm of the season, more typical of late Oct. arrived today. We leave early in the morning to avoid the rain and wind advisory and are now nestled between two very large rvs watching the rain and the wind which is gusting to 20mph, and occasionally shakes Cali-alto. The pine trees that line the Elwa Dam campground are blowing vigorously but the locals aren’t particularly worried; I think they see far worse. The water faucets sit in an dugout but someone forgot to put the lid back on so it is full of water. The campground manager volunteered to bail it out with a cup when we need to fill up; she seems like someone who can “take care of herself”. We are outside of Forks, a small town on the wild and open west coast, so only the hearty can survive!
The beast that pulled up next to us is a 38 ft Raptor RV pulled by a huge GMC pickup truck. They are a family of 3 and I can’t quite fathom the amount of space and how one maneuvers through town with it. Including the truck, it must be close to 50 ft!
