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Well, we survived the night .... but wait there is more !!
We try to make the driving legs about 200-250 miles . This allows us to get into the camp site at about 2.00pm, enough time for some exploration of the camp ground, an ale and a barbecue. This time we decided to stretch our drive to 323 which would gain a day on our schedule and allow us to have a non-travel day. So we set off to Cascade Locks WA . After a good , quiete drive from Spokane we got into camp on time at 4:00 p.m.. We were checking in when we heard the dreaded sound...a train horn, this time not in the distance. These babies were in the camp ground, blaring a message of non-sleep. If the truth be told we we are getting used to it ...two in a row, What are the odds.
PS The camp ground lady offered us ear plugs, I kid you not.
Once upon a time, to stay in touch with your family you had to find the nearest pay phone. Not today, not when you have Dirk Bal around. First we have a cell phone, a mundane device as you can imagine. It can "just" make and receive calls.
Then you have a smart phone, smart enough to allow you to play games while you make that call. Then you have text messaging where you to have to train your fingers to produce text on a minute keyword, resulting in a new language of "u" "pse" "tks" "btw". Then you have wifi supplied by the camp ground where you can make calls from your old fashioned 100 Terra Byte Zillion Hz lap top. Then, after you complain to the Camp Ground about the pathetic network ( Watch out here comes Mr Bal ) you whip out your Hotspot ( no it's not the local bar) and make that vital call. Now Dirk has figured how to make a call that appears to come from him in South Africa but is actually made while sipping an ale in the US. This technology is called Voice-Over-Enough-Already.
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