Well, the waterfall surprise was obviously the highlight of the day and nothing else could even come close to that experience...
I was very wrong! So many things happened that my mind is like my name. It is all in a jumble!
Along the steaming river, we saw lots of men and women in boats, and carrying big lights on stands. I did not know what was happening, but Jan asked some people who told her that they were filming a movie starring someone called Sandra Bullock. I was so excited even to be close to this that I asked Jan if I could take a photo on her camera.
Later, we travelled along a road called Highway 199 and drove to a very interesting home. Russ told me that it was a ‘studio’. What that means is that the owner is an artist. How exciting!
This artist was a sculptor of wood and we met his lovely wife, Sara and their son Avi. He was a very nice boy. They had a dog called Peluche. I was shocked to learn that this means teddy bear in Spanish (that’s a different language to English). It was like I was supposed to be here and meet these lovely people!
We looked around the It’s a Burl Gallery and look at all the amazing things that Sara’s husband makes. I found a lovely place to live in a mini, Jumble-sized tree house. I also met a lovely Native American lady called Carrie Yellow Wolf in another shop/studio called Indian Summer at the back of the wood studio.
Sometimes, I wish I could stay in one place like normal people.
We then drove on to a place called Humbug Mountain, back on the Pacific coast. The sun was starting to set and the view was just beautiful.
We finally arrived in Ashland and went to the hotel. Jan and Russ went to the restaurant for something to eat and to celebrate Russ’s, but I was too exhausted. After I had left Russ a little note by the lamp, I went straight to bed.
I think that is the first time I have ever missed a meal!
I have seen so much and learned so much during these last three days. I have seen things I never knew existed, met some interesting people with amazing stories and lives and I feel so happy and loved.
I see now that the world is a much bigger place that I realised (it is not realized, Jan – It really is not). Sometimes, I wonder if I will ever get home.
FOLLOW MY OREGON ADVENTURES
I am a little lost bear. I have lost my owner, my friends, my home and my memory. I do have some cloudy memories of a little girl but I cannot see her face when I close my eyes. I cannot remember anything else about my life apart from that.
I think my name is Jumble. That was the name given to me by the old lady who found me.
I am trying to find my way back home using the postal service as a way to travel around the world.