It all started last night, (10/24/13) We got home from our final Wing Ding of 2013, packed the last of what needed to be packed, watched the latest episode of The Blacklist and went to bed. Well, at least we tried to go to bed. Roc contracted a nasty sinus headache and couldn’t sleep. So, as you could guess, that also meant I couldn’t sleep. Finally after a steamy shower to clear the sinuses at 2:30 am, he finally fell asleep around 3am, I of course did not. I tolerated broken sleep between 4a and 6:30a then decided enough was enough and got up.
We loaded the truck with everything, or so we thought and headed south 1 hour, to the Osoyoos border.
Imagine my surprise when we got to the border and I realized I had forgotten my purse and ipad. Thankfully that’s all that was in my purse, my passport and wallet were in my backpack. I have a friend bringing those items down Mid November. Silly Me.
As predicted we got the orange ticket to go inside for more questions.
So more questions were answered. Supervisors were called. And after over an hour in the waiting area, we got our passports back and entry in to the country!
Most of the drive went fairly well. We were making good time, passing semi’s, finding good spots for bathroom breaks all through Washington. In case you were wondering, tonight’s route was fairly simple, follow highway 97 south from Penticton BC to Bend Oregon. Easy Peasy, right? Well our outdated GPS sent us on the wrong road a couple of times due to highway improvements since we got it. (10 years ago. I think an update is in order LOL) Only once did we have to drive around in circles to find our way back. So that wasn’t too bad. The Drama got a little more intense 10 miles into Oregon. Actually, right at the 10 mile marker! Yep, the highway police pulled us over for speeding.
Here’s how the conversation went.
“Do you know why I pulled you over today sir?”
“Was I speeding?”
“Do you know how fast you were going?”
“Ya, around 70/75”
“Do you know what the speed limit is?”
“No Sir, it’s 55”
“WHAT? ” Said Roc and I in unison “It’s been 70 the whole way, we didn’t see a sign that says 55?”
“We get that a lot. Did you know it’s illegal to have a license plate frame covering your plate? British Columbia must be in full sight here in Oregon. Yours is not. ”
“Really, want me to take it off? I have a screwdriver?”
“Not here on the highway it’s unsafe. wouldn’t want you to get hit by a car. Licence and registration please”
This is where Roc proceeded to say he should never have talked about is lack of speeding tickets. Not 15 minutes earlier he told me he hadn’t had a speeding ticket since 1986. Ha Ha Ha Jinxed it!
Well, the cop came back with a lovely ticket, but he reduced it from a $260 to a $160 ticket. WHEW!
About 100 meters ahead was a sign that read 55! LOL
We proceeded to Moro’s post office which was still open, wrote a check, and asked if we should register the letter. She said no, the box is right here, and she placed it in a po box behind her.
The rest of the way we were sure to drive the speed limit, had semis and old farts passing us, but lesson learned.
By the time we hit Bend, we pulled in to the first hotel, the Quality Inn. Got the CAA Rate, Went for a swim, and came back to the room to finish some business that needed doing, and of course I wrote this! The wifi is good. The rooms are clean, and there’s a free breaky! Just what we need!
Day 2, Change of plans. We hope to make it to Stockton CA – I guess we’ll find out!