Three hundred plus miles north on Highway 5, we’ve stopped in Ashland, Oregon. With barely enough wifi in the RV Park to maintain a steady connection, we’ve settled in, and are snacking on organic corn tortilla chips, mediterranean hummus dip, and iced tea while we answer emails and play computer games. The warm mountain sun is bathing the smoke-filled sky (a local fire we drove through on the highway) while the neighbors swim in a small pool near our space.
We love the views of Lassen and Shasta on the stretch of California we just drove through. The Cascade Mountain range so powerfully displays the might of the collision of the Pacific and American plates, and the eruption of magma from deep within the Earth’s crust so many millions of years ago. Let’s hope we don’t live to see it come to life again.