The time has come to say goodbye to all my friends and co-volunteers across the spectrum of organizations I’ve been lucky enough to work with. Shoreline Education for Awareness, has been a wonderful and inspiring experience. I would never have experienced the wonders of sea life up close as I have while working as a volunteer interpreter for SEA. I could start recognizing everyone involved but I’ll refrain from creating a long list of names, but every person I’ve met has my gratitude for their hospitality to me and Blue. Thanks also to the US Fish and Wildlife for such a glorious natural place to park my rig. Blue and I enjoyed every walk we took through the surrounding woods and bog. Also, thanks to Free Flight Bird Rehab for allowing me the privilege to be with the volunteers while they fed and cared for the rescued birds (more images to come)
Although, I’ve never mentioned places I eat out, I must note “The Grotto” in Charleston for their Cioppino (at least once a week) and the “Two Loons Cafe” in Bandon for their “Scotch Eggs” and “Ray’s Food Market” for their BBQ Ribs, cooked over the grill in front of their store and “Davey Jones Food Mart” for their “Homemade Carrot Cake”. I gained weight on this volunteer job.
And a huge appreciation to Pam Wright my supervisor and neighbor at the Oregon Islands Refuge for the last 5 months. Pam and “Jezabelle”, “Blue” and I would regularly walk the beach at Bullard’s State Park. Pam is also an incredible chef who has a catering business called “Fireside Cuisine”. Thanks so much, Pam for sharing your food, your garden of fresh herbs and vegetables and most of all your friendship and your “glass half full” inspiration. Who can forget your failed attempts to trap feral cats with each trap sprung by a bunch of healthy, fat raccoons for me to release. And, our little skunks whose mom was killed on Hwy 101. We watched them grow and dig for grubs during the daylight and finally learning they were nocturnal. Lastly, our little bat friend in the laundry room rafters who thought we didn’t see him hanging above the washer most days. Of course, his fresh guano betrayed his effort to hide. Great sites, sounds, smells and fun. Thanks so much.
Here are some of my Virtual Images of Bandon, places we’ve enjoyed during our stay. Tomorrow Blue and I head to Zion National Park in Utah.