Today was a travel day so we put away our stuff, dumped the tanks and departed from Paradise RV Park in Silver Creek, WA, and headed south out of the state of Washington. We have been in Washington about 5 weeks on this circuit and we will regret leaving. The people have been very nice and the scenery is nothing short of awe-inspiring. The roads, however, are shit.
We headed down I-5 and over the Columbia River into Troutdale, OR, where we pulled into the Sandy Riverfront RV Resort. The campground is located just above the confluence of the Sandy River and the Columbia, east of Portland. The campground boasts of having full hookups, wi-fi, pull-thru sites, nice restrooms and showers, cable TV and a nice stream side location, at least for those in the back-in spaces around the periphery of the park. When I attempted to connect to the cable TV, however, we could only get about 14 channels, all of them crummy. I set up the satellite dish and it works fine.
We were going to take naps once we arrived but hunger set in and we chose to patronize one of the restaurants touted in the resort brochure called Taste of Village. It was very close, right in downtown Historic Troutdale (maybe named because all the buildings look really old and well used). The food was almost unacceptable. The orange chicken I ordered was swimming in what appeared to be and tasted like canned lemon pie filling. I did spot some orange slices in the mix but certainly not enough to overwhelm the distinct lemon flavor. Peggy got egg foo yung, chopped suey and pork fried rice. The egg foo yung should probably be called egg fooey because it resembled a vulcanized disk of brown mysteriousness. The chop suey was bland and tasteless but the rice was nominal.
We soon left Taste of Pillage and headed back to our spot next to the Sandy River. Now we had ample time for napping and took full advantage of the opportunity. Retirement is sooo strenuous.