Day One - to Baker City.

It takes a LONG time to mobilize an army. I guess you could say the same about our family! We didn't leave town until well after noon, but made good time getting to Baker City. It was a beautiful drive, marred only by the fact I was paranoid towing our trailer on a few of the more narrow roads. Not, by any means, because of Dave's driving (impeccable by the way). It's just a minor paranoia of mine. I suppose I'll get used to it.

I think I gave Dave a heart attack, though, when we pulled up to our campground in Baker City. Granted, I'm glad that first impressions didn't hold true. We pulled into a 1955-era mobile home (as in there are full time residents here) park, and the pool looked a bit scary through the fence. Thankfully we gritted our teeth and pulled further in to discover a quaint, albeit older, RV park with very friendly staff, a nice playground, and a very nice pool to boot. The playground (probably built in the 50's and before modern safety standards) has one of the old swing sets that is a mile high, and thankfully sturdy. The boys had a blast swinging as far as they could "to the moon" Sam said. 

So, we made it. We had a fabulous dinner (Grilled flatiron steaks), and are settled in for the night. We plan on visiting the Oregon Trail Interpretive Center tomorrow, and have promised the boys a visit to the pool.