It was laundry day today and, since our current campground only has one operating washer, we headed into Cloverdale to find better facilities. We drove into town on back roads and, strangely, ended up surfacing in town about 100 feet from our target destination. It would have been better to drive all the way down Cloverdale’s main drag because the beautifully landscaped road has a revolving display of sculptures about every 100 feet apart on both sides of the street.
The laundry was much less interesting than the sculptures but we finished it anyway and headed back home. Peggy said she felt a bit nasty so we climbed back into our trailer just before today’s rain started. I sure hope the rain gives the firefighters around here a break. They need one.