Return to Steamboat Rock

After ten straight days of cleaning and polishing the exterior of the truck camper, we were ready hit the road again. Wax on, wax off is getting harder to do, but the camper really needed the attention and protection of a good waxing.

With our shiny camper, we drove west through Spokane and Airway Heights, our sights set on Steamboat Rock State Park. We had a rendezvous with our Westport, WA friends, Don and Caroline. We haven't visited with them for overva year and it has been a few years since we all were camping together. 

Our site at Steamboat.

We drove Highway 2 through the wheatlands of northwestern Washington. There were a few sprinkles of rain on the windshield, but no downpours to worry about. The drive was easy, except for one small misshap. As we rolled on down the road we could see something moving way out in front of the truck in the middle of the highway. As we got closer, I could make out a female duck on the center line of the road. I moved closer to the edge of the road. I then started to make out a male duck running next to the female. The hen started to fly which confused the male. He lifted off and flew right into the path of our truck hitting just above the passenger side window. The hen flew away unscathed. The drake was not so lucky and smacked the truck.  It surprised and saddened both Linda and I. If the drake had just lifted off to follow the hen, we would have driven right by. But you know men, they have to go their own way. Bad choice!  We stopped at the rest area a mile down the road and I looked for damage. It made a loud, sickening sound when it hit, but all was well for the truck and camper. Not so well for the drake. Or Linda.

We arrived at the campground a little before 2:00 PM, found our site and settled in. Don and Caroline had arrived the day prior and were already set up and waiting for us.  A friend of the Samulsons, another Linda, was also camping at Steamboat and she came over to their site to chat.

We all spent the rest of the day talking and getting caught up. Caroline fixed a great meal of tortilla soup. I started up our new gas campfire and everyone had a great evening.

Tuesday was a very nice day with bluebird skies, so everyone just hung out and enjoyed the warmth. We fixed chicken fajitas and everyone stuffed themselves.

Wednesday the forecast called for partly cloudy skies, so Caroline and I decided to do the hike/climb up to the top of Steamboat Rock.  We loaded up some water and snacks and told everyone we would see them in a couple hours. Linda laughed, knowing that it would take longer, and told us to keep them posted on our progress. 

On the climb up, we met up with a couple hikers coming down. As they got closer, I thought I recognized one of them. As we passed, I said "Is your name Bob?" At that point he looked at me closer and said "Squirt, is that you?"  Bob and I ran many runs together as Hashers. We hadn't seen each other for about four years. We made introductions and chatted a bit. We said our good byes and off they hiked. Bob called my name and I looked up just in time to get a full moon as he departed. Man, I miss all my Hashing buddies!

Our camper from the base of Steamboat Rock.

We did the hike and got the great views of Banks Lake from the edge of the cliffs. The sun was great and there was a nice warm breeze up on top. The final adventure of the hike was to climb down the trail we had come up. It was steep and a bit slippery from the gravel. We took our time in descending.

We got back down and noted our time. It took us just over 3 hours. Once again I said to everyone, "That is much steeper then I remembered!"  Linda laughed again and rolled her eyes.

Evenings dinner was prepaired by Caroline and we had a wonderful spaghetti dinner. We again talked until dark and then went to bed.

Thursday we woke up to rain and wind. It showered most of the day. I was out walking and met Bob and his wife Barb and they invited me to their trailor. I called Linda and she joined us. Bob and Barb are recently retired and are new to the retirement camping gig. We talked about their plans and we gave them info on how we travel. It was a fun conversation and we really enjoyed our time together.

Back at the camper we watched the rain and caught up on some reading.

We packed up early and drove home Friday morning.