In the shadow of Mount Shasta...

The Glass Shop in Corning called and woke us at the Heritage RV park in Corning, Ca about 8 a.m. this morning to tell us our glass window was in. After the repair of the window, we started back north on I5 past Red Bluff where our window exploded. (see last blog entry) to Cottonwood. It was Cottonwood, where our friend Gary Goodell pastored his first church. While I was filling with gas I called Gary and checked on how he was doing since his last heart attack.

He said he felt good, but weak, and was doing a lot of things a little slower.

We stopped for awhile in Redding, while I tried my luck at the poker tables at an Indian Casino. Caren stayed out in the RV just to relax. However, between my bad cards today, and the major construction that was going on near the RV, we decided to keep moving on down the road after less then an hour in Redding.

North of Redding and all the way to the Oregon border the horizon is dominated by the presence of Mount Shasta.

No wonder the Indians considered it “sacred”. It seems to just watch over the land for a couple of hundred miles in every direction.

Since we were in no particular hurry we decided to get off the freeway and drive through every little town from Redding to the border. We visited Shasta Lake, Dunsmuir, Mount Shasta City, Weed, Edgewood, Grenada and Yreka.

One of the nice things about RV travel is you don’t have to wait for a town to have dinner. We pulled into a beautiful rest stop with a view of Mount Shasta. Then I opened a can of soup, added left-over chicken and vegetables that were in the RV frig. Carried it out to a nice picnic table under some large pine trees and “Voila”, a nice inexpensive meal, in a beautiful setting, for less then $2 and no tipping!

A while later as the sun began to hide behind the mountains to the west, we pulled into Medford, Oregon and stopped at a Win-Co supermarket to load up for the next couple of days of food supplies.
Our original plan was to make it to a new Casino in Canyonville, Oregon for the night, but when we stopped in Grants Pass, to take a little break, Caren saw a number of other RV’ers spending the night at the Super-Walmart. So we pulled in, shut the curtains and crawled into bed together and watched a DVD until it was time to go to sleep on a cold night with a full moon high overhead