Fermenting Friends & The “Lighthouse Diet” – Our Last Week in Bandon, OR
Believe it or not this is our last week at Bullards Beach State Park. Two months have gone…pfffft…just like that. It seems like only yesterday we showed up and arrived “home” and now we’re ready to pick up the jacks and leave. It’s a bittersweet moment. We’ve loved our time here, enjoyed Bandon, adored the beach and gasped at the sunsets…but we’re ready to move on if nothing else so we can at least tell a different lighthouse story (2 months of the same tale gets a little monotonous, ya know).
Of course there’s no reason to panic. We’re only moving 30 miles south to Cape Blanco so we’re not exactly migrating here. In fact, in the grand scheme of things most RVers would consider this the equivalent pace of a pack of petrified logs. From our new spot we’ll still be coming back to Bandon for our weekly farmer’s market fix, but we’ll also be submersing ourselves into the sublime poetry that is crazy Cape Blanco. There is no place quite like it, wild winds and all, and I am totally ready to be there. We’re also about to hit the “sweet” month of the year -> September. It’s gorgeous just about anywhere in the country and all the more so here on the Oregon coast. We’ll break out the smoker, grow some more mushrooms and party with a whole new set of folks.
Because socializing baby, is what we DO…
This past week has been yet another social extravaganza. Nealy’s On Wheels rolled into town last week-end and immediately tracked us down with their 3 lovely doggies. They’re a young couple from the South who’ve been bitten by the RV bug (more and more of us young’uns on the road, I tell you) and, as usual, we totally hit it off. We went out to lunch, had happy hour…then had happy hour again…then progressed to yet another happy hour…and dinner. In fact we enjoyed each others company so much we spent all of 4 days together and I only took one picture (go figure). They have jello plans to come back and see us in Cape Blanco so we may well meet again.
We’ve also been hanging with next-door neighbors Kim, Else (and super-cute Buddy) with whom we’ve discovered a shared love of fermented foods and the fascinating biology of gut microbia. Kim has an elaborate fermenting kitchen in his RV and has been feeding us home-made Kimchi and Kefir (he even makes a kefir ice cream which is out of this world….OMG!!). We’re now totally hooked and have started our own Kefir-factory which will hopefully be in full swing in a few days. We’ve even toyed with the idea of starting an RVing arm of the Weston Price Foundation which we shall call the Butter RVers? Fermenting Roamers? Nourishing Nomads? Ahhh…so many options!
And as for Bandon? Well, what can I say. We took our time doing less sightseeing than last year, but a lot more “RV homesteading”. Our cute little lighthouse has been our office for the past 2 months, and has even morphed into our workout room. I’ve lost 5 pounds on the “lighthouse diet” just roaming around downstairs while Paul has developed buns of STEEL (I’m talking pure sculptural concrete here) going up and down 29 sets of stairs 20 times per day (I would take a picture, but fear it might ruin my PG rating. Suffice to say his derrière is looking goooood). Who needs fancy diets when all you need is a lighthouse…?
So there it is. I may slip in another post before we leave, but this is really the end of our summer months here. The winds have shifted, fall is in the air and the road calls us south…for the next 30 miles anyway.