The Lakewood, WA. Elks made us welcome in their large (for Elks) campground alongside the club building.
By large I mean it has about 15 water/30 amp electric sites. The slots themselves are are none too spacious, but we all fit. Our back step clears the post just enough so that we can get by and stay on our site.
We can get our living room windows open--
Those bushes back there are a blackberry bramble. I kept the berries from going to waste.
Several deer have a corridor along the edge of the property.
Today was a rest day between the long drive yesterday and our travel day tomorrow. We decided to use it wearing ourselves out playing pickleball. On the way to town, we passed this kid’s play place. Oh wait, maybe its a preschool/daycare. No, it’s a—Mattress Farm??
Down the street and around the corner we found the Community Center where we were to play.
As with all indoor courts in gyms, deciphering the pickleball court lines was a bit of a puzzle.
About 50 people showed up to play. The better players played on the three courts behind the curtain. The rest of us took turns on the other three courts. There was a diverse group of skill levels and age levels. Players rotated regularly in and out of games
At 65 I was in the middle of the age bracket.
Duane could probably have held his own on the other side of the curtain, but opted to stay on this side. Here he is in action.
After three hours of almost constant playing, lunch at Arby’s was in order. That way we could go home and relax the rest of the day with the Olympics.
Come travel with us again tomorrow.
Louise and Duane