It is the first Monday in August. The trailer is parked in the assigned spot for VIPs (Volunteer In the Parks). The satellite is hooked up. We have gotten used to ( or mostly gotten used to) the sound of aircraft taking off from the Portland Airport. I only stop occasionally, and watch as the large cylinders climb the sky over the Columbia River just a half-mile south of here.
Our first week-end was uneventful. Relearning the routine was easy because the job is easy. Relearning the proceedures for opening and closing the visitor center took just a few minutes. Over the week-end there were many activites happening. Three weddings all on Saturday evening and one on Sunday evening. A car show yesterday in front of Officer's Row brought lots of visitors and interesting vehicles.
Today is a sunny and warm summer weekday with spurts of busy periods with lulls between. Every day I meet folks who are here for the first time. Some are actually from out of the area. It is amazing that we travel hundreds or thousands of miles to see attractions and miss those that are close to home.
Yesterday's guest included a mother and her two sons who are spenting the summer visiting every National Park site in all 48 states. Quite an accomplishment for her and an fabulous experience for her children.
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