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Day 12 – A Change in Plans

Since it didn’t make sense to sit in the RV while it rained for another day, we decided to keep driving south.  Out next planned stop is Ashland, but that is a 4 ½ hour drive from Silver Falls, so we broke it up by finding an RV campground south of Eugene.  On the drive from Silver Falls, we passed lots of Christmas tree farms.  We went through Linn County “World’s Largest Supplier of Grass Seed”.  There were huge grass farms (not to be confused with weed farms).  We tried to visit 2 Towns Cider house, but there was no RV parking.  We had lunch at a truck stop in Coburg.  Our waitress was super friendly, but the food was not worthy of a photograph.

One of many Christmas tree farms we passed

After we got the RV setup at Rice Hill RV Park, we went to a nearby winery.  MarshAnne Landing is owned by a couple from Maryland.  They moved to Oregon 17 years ago to open the winery.  The owner is a former chemist, and they grow all their own grapes on about 11 acres and process and bottle the wine themselves.  It was pouring rain when we arrived, and by the time we left the sun was shining over the vineyard.  We left with bottles of Viognier, Pinot Noir and Red Planet their signature blend.

MarshAnne Vineyards



Sunny skies over the RV park 

We watched the news for the first time in 12 days and saw all the fires in northern California.  Hopefully all the rain we are seeing here, will move south.


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