We stopped in Ashland for a few hours so Mike could take a hike up the creek in his favorite park. Ian went with Mike, Sandy took a slower amble up the creek and Angie went off with the rest of the kids. What a simply perfect creek and park! It alone would make moving to Ashland worthwhile. When we finished walking, we estimated that it would take four or five hours to home. Even tho’ Mike would rather have stayed in Ashland in Lithia Park, once on the final stretch toward home, he became like an old horse turned toward the barn and sped south, trailing his unhappy mother behind him. Sandy, who is NOT an old horse, would rather have ended the trip with a nice dinner together and a good night sleep in a pretty park somewhere so she could have finished the drive in daylight and dealt with the RV in the morning. But the kids were eager to get home, so home we went.
