Florida in the rear view mirror.

After 39 years in the Sunshine State, I have left Florida behind. Each year when the hurricane season would end, I would breathe a sign of relief and enjoy the next 6 months of relatively calm weather. November is a particularly nice month in Florida. The last hurricane season I was not so lucky. No sigh of relief, just weeks of no power and months of clean up and repair. Yes, 2024 was a rough season. Two major hurricanes hit Florida back to back, within two weeks of each other. Evacuating – especially with pets – is not a fun or easy task.

Also, Florida has changed over the years. When I first arrived in 1986, St. Petersburg was a pretty quiet, casual little beach town. St. Petersburg didn’t even have a rush hour. All that has changed. With the threat of hurricanes only becoming stronger, the high insurance rates, and the influx of new residents, I made the decision to sell the house I had lived in for 35 years, and return to my home state of Oregon.

I re-homed my chickens to a very nice young man, loaded up the cats, and undertook a 3200 mile trek in a rented Cruise America RV, swapping out driving with my sister.

Magnus watches as my sister drives the RV. He is my most social cat and I knew he would be fine.
Our first night on the road was spent at the Lookout Mountain Chattanooga West KOA Campground in Tennessee. It ended up being our favorite KOA Campground of the trip. It was well off the highway, very quiet, and had nice and clean bathrooms and showers.

My sister and I had planned to do the drive in six days, but we ended up pulling into home base in Oregon at the end of day 5. We overnighted in KOA Campgrounds in Tennessee, Missouri, Nebraska and Wyoming. The cats learned a rhythm and we all got to Oregon in one piece.

My dear friend Teresa gave me a card to open every night of the drive, as inspiration. That and good pinot noir kept us going for 3200 miles.

Our route took us up I-75, through Atlanta, then I-24 west of Chattanooga. Our first night at the Chattanooga KOA was quite nice. It was quiet and pretty far off the highway. We saw deer driving in. The cats had survived their first day on the road.

From Chattanooga we took I-24 through Tennessee and into Missouri, then I-57 to I-64. Tennessee was the prettiest state, as seen from the highway.

Somewhere in Tennessee.
The Gateway Arch in St. Louis, a sure sign we were headed west.
The KOA Campground at St. Louis West.
Dinner at the KOA Campground in Missouri.
Opening card number two, with Trixie Pixie.
Pumi, tolerating the trip.

Right out of St. Louis we took some smaller roads, and it was quite scenic. We ended up on Highway 130, then I-29 for a bit, headed towards Lincoln.

Pershing State Park in Missouri.
We found a quiet spot in Pershing State Park, just east of St. Joseph, in Missouri for one lunch stop. We made all our meals in the RV.
The KOA Campground just outside of Lincoln Nebraska was nice, but the winds were blowing over 50 mph. By the time we pulled in we were exhausted and it was too windy to be outside. Even our cat carriers were blowing away.

Our third night on the road was spent at the Lincoln West KOA. The winds were howling and it was exhausting trying to keep the RV in a straight line down the road. We were very happy to park. The campground was fine, but it was so windy that we couldn’t even be outside. This KOA had the best shower of anyplace I can think of. What a nice surprise and we luxuriated in the hot shower.

The wonderful shower at the Seward Nebraska Lincoln West KOA.

From Lincoln it was due west on I-80. My sister had driven this route many times and it was her choice. We made good time and ate up the miles. We traveled steadily westbound on I-80 through Nebraska, and into Wyoming. We were on I-80 for the entire day.

The KOA Campground at Rock Springs / Green River in Wyoming was our least favorite. We made the decision that night to leave early and drive straight through to Portland, even though it was over 900 miles. We were pretty much over the KOA with four cats experience.
Trixie Pixie relaxing on the dash at the KOA in Wyoming.
Florida street cat Danica checks out Wyoming through the window.

Out of Rock Springs, Wyoming we continued for a short while on I-80, then took a cutoff so as to avoid Salt Lake City. We headed northwest on Highway 30, crossing into Idaho.

I had never traveled in this part of Idaho before and I found it very beautiful in places. We had our one and only moose sighting early into the Idaho territory.

A road near McCammon, Idaho

We finally merged onto I-84 and continued our westbound marathon drive into Oregon.

Our goal, the great state of Oregon.
We were greeted with bushes of lilacs at the Oregon welcome center. Very appropriate since they are my favorite flower.

Of course I found the drive through Oregon to be beautiful, and we were happy to be on the home stretch. We had left Wyoming very early, and drove right on through past sunset.

Even Trixie Pixie, my most timid cat, got the hang of the RV and would watch the road ahead.
Sunset on I-84 westbound.
I-84 in Oregon, with Mount Hood in the distance, near The Dalles.

We pulled into my sister’s house in the suburbs of Portland around 10:30 PM. We had been on the road about fourteen hours. I dropped her and had a few more miles to drive solo, with the cats.

As much as I didn’t want to drive from Florida to Oregon, having done it once in 1986, it was interesting. It is a great way to really see the USA. We stopped only for fuel and overnights. My personal observations; Atlanta was awful to drive through and scary with the amount of traffic, Tennessee was pretty, the people were friendly in Missouri, there are some very straight roads in Nebraska, and Wyoming was very monotonous. Idaho had some very scenic areas I didn’t even know existed. Oregon was the best!

So now we live in the Great Northwest. The land of tall trees, beautiful wine country, great pinot noir and wide beaches where more often than not the beach attire is jeans and a sweatshirt. The cost of the drive including the RV rental, fuel and KOA Campground fees totaled $5292. I kept all my receipts and tracked the mileage. We averaged 8 mpg over the entire trip.

Permanently back in the NW, I thought it was a good time to add a member to the family.
Typical Oregon beach attire.
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1 Response to Florida in the rear view mirror.

  1. augie's's avatar augie's says:

    Nice travelog blog on going home to Oregon and well-earned retirement.
    Augie

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