We are camped just north of Klamath Lake right on the Williamson River. The view out the coach is gorgeous, as you could see if you checked out our webcam while we were there! We arrived here late afternoon on Friday, registered and pulled into our spot right on the riverfront. The spaces are kind of tight in this row of the campground. I had to do some tree trimming as a pine tree on our right was touching the top of the front slide out and the following night (Sat) the weather apps said there would be a thunderstorm, which usually includes lots of wind.
There was a small highway about 800 feet to our west, but the prevailing winds must have carried the sound away from us as I could see vehicles go by but really had to listen to hear them. After we got settled, all I wanted was to sit outside looking at the river with a Bourbon and 7 in hand, but we forgot to pack the 7up. We were dead tired from the 7-hour drive from San Francisco and hit the sack pretty early. Kathy’s phone rang a few minutes after my head hit the pillow and she jumped up and ran for the living room. I don’t think I ever saw her move that fast.
I slept the sleep of the dead that night, although Kathy said she woke me up at some point after hearing a sound. I think she must have been dreaming it, as I don’t remember getting woken up at all.
Saturday morning we headed over to Klamath Falls with the intention of finding the falls. After a while of driving in circles, we determined there are no falls in Klamath Falls… They need to rename the town to “Klamath Sans Falls” I read it’s the town joke, everyone asks where are the falls..
It’s a small town with lots of 20 MPH streets. I can’t remember ever seeing folks driving that slow before. Not even in Sun City where the blue hairs are driving pretty slow, but not that slow.
We saw a farmer’s market and stopped, but it was like every other small town market we have been to lately. One stall selling produce and all the others selling art, knickknacks, honey or soap. And of course the produce stall was sold out when we got there.
After that we took a drive around the other side of the lake. It’s pretty large and took a long time to get around it. The most amazing thing is there are almost no homes visible around the lake. If it were in SoCal, that is all you would see around it. Plus on a Saturday afternoon, there were only three sailboats on the lake. There would have been hundreds of boats anywhere else.
Saturday evening brought thunder and lightning and of course the rain came too. I was glad I had cut back some of the tree branches that were hanging over the coach as they would have been making a loud racket by then. On Sunday and Monday it rained on and off for some of the day. We ended up doing laundry and grocery shopping. We also had to move the coach over two spaces for the next two days of being there. It’s funny how some of these smaller campgrounds using computer systems for booking don’t seem to be able to move things around once they are in the system. I really shouldn’t have needed to move, but the folks running the joint had no idea how to move the folks coming in Sunday afternoon to the spot they were having me move to. Apparently they think that once they enter a customer into a spot in the program, they can’t be moved.