Stephen did his first backup of the trailer when we got to the Bayview State Park. It only took him one try to get the trailer into the campsite. And Stephen felt he was an old hand. We noticed RVers were watching us when we pulled in. I didn’t know why they paid attention to us. After leveling and unhitching the trailer, we plugged in the power supply and hooked up the water.
When I passed the campsite nearby, the old guy who was camping there came to me and asked about our trailer.
“Was that an Escape 21?”
“Yes, we just got it!” I replied proudly.
He went on to say that his friend in Minnesota was retiring and she wanted an Escape trailer. By then I understood why people were staring at us when we pulled in. That also reminded me the conversations between the custom officer and Stephen when we re-entered the U.S. When Stephen said that we picked up our trailer in Canada. He asked how long it took to get an Escape trailer. Stephen replied it took a year. The officer said you must be very committed. The officer also knew that we were going to meet up with the guy from Escape at Bob’s Burger and Brew to get the trailer. It was interesting that he knew the process of importing the Escape trailers. I guessed that he had talked to lots of American who went all the way to Canada to get the Escape trailer.
Sitting in the dinning area of the trailer, I had a glimpse of the Padilla Bay through the window. Seawater filled this part of the bay. Smoke stacks were pouring out white steam across the water. Our campsite was separated with our neighbors with bushes and trees. There were lots of tall pine trees in the park. Stephen mounted the TV antenna and we got TV signals. He added a film of plastic with openings in the fridge to keep the food cool and from moving out. He set up a spa step in front of the original step and now we have a grand entry. He also mounted an arm on the door for easy opening.
We rode our bikes along the bay bike trail. Even in the mid of summer day, the wind from the Pacific Ocean was cool. The estuary had miles of mud flats when it was in low tide session. The water hasn’t coming in enough to fill the estuary. It was about 4 in the afternoon. The high tide was at 9 p.m. Stephen said he read that one cubic meter of that mud had 15 pounds of life forms. Miles of farmlands were covered with green crops. Mt Baker was in the far distance under the clouds. North Cascade Range hugged the town on the east.
The beach by the Bayview State Park was filled mostly with small rocks. Seaweeds were pushed to the shore and formed curvy lines. A couple of islands stood in the water in the near distance. The sun started to set at about 8:40, and the tide had slowly come in and filled the estuary. The setting sun painted the western sky and clouds with dazzling colors of red, orange, and gold. The reflection of the setting sun drew a long stretch of flickering colors on the calm water.
When Stephen washed dishes this evening, the water was slowly going down the sink in the kitchen. He checked the indicator of the grey tank and said it was full. So we had to do our first dump after 3 days. The capacity of the grey tank is 28 gallons, black tank is 22 gallons, and fresh water tank is 28 gallons. So we used about 9 gallons a day.
It was a guessing game when we hitched the trailer. The truck always moved forward when it was shifted into park. So the upper and lower heads of the hitch was off. After a while, Stephen finally figured out using the emergency break to stop the truck from moving forward when shifting into park. We hitched the trailer and drove to the dump station. We have been very careful in using water in the trailer by not to putting food debris down the sink and using the campground’s bathroom for shower and number 2. So the dump was not disgusting at all. It took Stephen quite some time to backup the trailer when we returned to the campsite. He found out that it would be easier if the trailer was straight when starting backup. There is so much to learn about the Escape trailer.