090702 - Tall Chiefs

Saturday, June 27, 2009
Tall Chief RV Resort
Fall City, Washington

This campground is part of our club membership so we’ll take advantage of the low rates and stay two weeks. I was surprised how good the roads were getting to this park. Usually, because they are out of the way, off the beaten track locations, the roads are old and rough.
About 30 miles east of Seattle, the park appears to be a forest and all the sites are surrounded by trees. It gives a great feeling of wilderness and privacy. Many other parks have the rigs parked so close to each other that you can look into each other’s windows. Our space is a little larger than most because it’s a handicap site and Danny has a large “private front yard” to roam (on a long lead) without bothering other campers. Unfortunately, all the sites are back-ins and there was nobody around to help direct me so I managed to knock down the handicap site sign. It was made of painted wood and I now have a foot long brown smudge on the side of the Beast. I will try to clean it off tomorrow.

The place is very spread out and although we are parked right next to the clubhouse, the pool, laundry and showers are quite a distance away. It looks like the little red scooter is going to get quite a workout here.

Wednesday, July 1, 2009
Tall Chief RV Resort

The weather has been comfortable in the high 70s and no rain. Danny is trustworthy enough to let off his leash to run around a little and get some exercise. He likes to run up to people walking by then stop to be petted. He is good about keeping an eye on where I am and comes running back when I call him (most of the time). There is a “pet pasture” about an 1/8 of a mile downhill from our site. A large grassy area where Danny can run and sniff and P&P off leash. As we started to leave the area my scooter malfunctioned. It acted like there was either a short or bad battery, but I had just charged it up last night. Not being able to control Danny and push the scooter at the same time, I trusted him to stay out of trouble as I got more exercise than I planned on. As I neared our site, a couple of teenagers in a nearby camper walked by and immediately became Danny’s newest friends. They ran and played with him while I schlepped the *#@&* scooter alongside the Beast.

The next day, I started the scooter and it seemed to run properly, but being suspicious, I did not venture very far from home and sure enough, it quit again. This time I was on level ground and the push home was less laborious, but I decided it would be the last.
I disassembled it and stowed it away. My plans for it are not finalized yet, but I am not that fond of it so repairs are not my first choice. For now it will stay locked away like a crazy relative.