Friends, Fun & Fennel in Bandon, OR
The last 3 planning posts have been a ton of fun, but I guess it’s time I get back to the more serious business of blogging about our RV life. It’s hard to believe we’ve been at Bullards Beach for almost a month and a half now. Between volunteering duties, Paul’s niece’s visit and hanging with friends time has just sped by. The latter is just one more example of how engaging & friendly the RV & blogging community is.
I’ve mentioned many times before on the blog that RVing has been one of the most social activities we’ve ever done. This was a total surprise to me and something I never expected when we first started out. Who would imagine such strong bonds could form between groups of folks who’ve never met and are essentially all nomadic? I don’t know if it’s the common interest (of RVing), the free spirit of the people who do it or some kind of primordial connection (almost like the old tribes of yore) that brings us together. Either way there’s an ease and friendliness in the RV community that welcomes you and makes you “part of the group”.
On that note we’ve had a very busy month. We’ve had tons of blog readers pop in to see us the lighthouse (thank you everyone who came!) and there are a few more who are either staying in the area (e.g Birding RVers -> they just bought a house!) or travelling nearby (NealysOnWheels are just north, GreatWhiteAdventures were here in July, CasitaInTheDesert just passed through, EarlyRetirementJourney were also here…who did I miss??). We even have blog-reading hosts, two of which are full-bred Scandinavians at this very park…who would have thought??. This past week we hung w/ the Scandinavians and had a volunteer pot-luck where I made my famous (& rather irresistible) flourless chocolate cake that immediately netted another 20 or so RV friends. That’s how it’s done out here.
Then of course there’s folks like Gunta -> a local gal who we met through our respective blogs. We’ve been going for doggie-runs together (the dogs, not us) and exploring outings. She’s also been “plugging” me into the local vibe including a wonderful farm just south in Langlois, OR where she’s part of the weekly CSA. The standards of produce here on the coast are simply excellent and I was mortified to learn she was giving away her fresh Fennel…to cows!!! Aiiii!! We set-out to remedy this Fennel-fiasco with a dinner of oven-roasted pork loin, fennel and carrot enveloped in a warm butter-honey drizzle. It’s as drool-delicious as it sounds and I think we managed to convert her from Fennel-skeptic to Fennel-lover (and save the greens from going to the bovines…that’s got to be some kind of environmental victory, right?). I still haven’t managed to take a shot of Gunta (it’s like photographing the yeti), but I’ve still got a few months left and who knows…I might even be able to lure her out with another fennel-dish.