Tuesday, and back in Roseburg

Best laid plans. We expected to be back in Roseburg on Monday, but ended up staying at my mother's as we didn't really need to return here until today. We may have found a house, and in fact found two that we really liked. At the risk of jinxing things, I won't write about either one until tomorrow.

We had a most beautiful drive down to Grants Pass on Friday. The southern mountains of Oregon are beyond compare. Unfortunately I was driving, which translates to no photos. There are five mountain passes to climb and descend in the 80 or so miles between Roseburg and GP, and with each new vista, Alan kept up a running commentary on the spectacular beauty of the landscape. As we will no doubt be going back to Mom's, I will be taking those great mountain photos soon.

On Saturday Mom took us into downtown Grants Pass to see this exhibit of "Bears on Harleys" which was hilarious. We walked around the town a bit, then went to the Farmers Market, but it was in the high 90*s and just too hot for Ozzy, let alone me. GP is very much warmer than Roseburg because it's in a valley between mountains, while Roseburg is actually in the mountains.

This will be the one and only time anyone will ever see Alan on a Harley.

However, if it hadn't been too big for me, I could have fired it up and driven away.

After the Harley Bears, we walked about five blocks further to see the Harley Pig.  I'm not sure what the significance of the pig was, but it was funny all dressed in leathers and sitting right on the street corner.

Sunday was equally hot so we did our running around in the morning, and relaxed in the air conditioning during the scorching afternoon. Yesterday we bought Mom this adorable garden bench for her front entryway and Alan and I sweated and bolted and screwed it together for her.  It looks great as you enter her front porch area. I forgot to take a photo, but will the next time we're down there.

So.  We are back in Roseburg, waiting to hear from our realtor about houses.  We will be going back to Mom's at some point, depending on what happens with the house situation, but this coming weekend we are going to a cabin in the woods over the Fourth of July to avoid the noise and mayhem inherent with the celebrations.  Ozzy does not cope with fireworks.  We found this great place to stay, in the tiny hamlet of Remote, Oregon (too funny).  We're staying at the Remote Outpost, in a log cabin with all the amenities, including a deck and BBQ.  I am soooo looking forward to silence, no highways, peace and solitude.  We'll be there from Saturday to Tuesday.  I'm not sure if there will be any kind of internet access, since it's remote (hahaha) and in the mountains, but I'll be able to take loads of photos regardless.

Maybe some interesting news tomorrow.  Stay tuned.