Under The Weather in Victoria

April 8, 2018.Reading time 4 minutes.

We’ve been in Victoria, British Columbia for a couple of days now, and while the blossoms are a welcome sight, the weather has been rainy and cold. Taking the ferry was quite a feat with 62 feet of rig to load on board, but the Port Angeles staff was very organized and skilled at directing […]

La Push, WA

April 5, 2018.Reading time 4 minutes.

“It’s up to you,” Ric places the decision heavily on my shoulders. “You pick; I’ll drive.” The choices are to drive two hours to Neah Bay, where if we are willing to trek over fallen logs and a bit of a rocky trail for a mile, we might be able to see whales; or to […]

Olympic National Park, WA

April 4, 2018.Reading time 6 minutes.

“We’d need a month to see everything here,” Ric declares as we pour over a map of the area. We’re in the foothills of Mount Olympus, and the scenery here calls out to my spirit, begging for exploration. It has been rainy though, and the temperature is not far above freezing. We decide to drive […]

Driving to Port Angeles

April 3, 2018.Reading time 4 minutes.

We’re sitting in a trendy restaurant overlooking the water. The atmosphere is funky casual, and Ric and the waiter are bantering back and forth, each one trying to outdo the other with corny quips. Painted snow and surfboards decorate the walls, and I think my son would love this place. “They are all done by […]

Redding, California

March 25, 2018.Reading time 5 minutes.

Redding is a mid-sized town with a population of 90,000. Our camp is set atop a hillside, and the scenery is beautiful, with mountains as a backdrop and tall trees beginning to bud. We have found spring. I have not quite recuperated from our trip to San Francisco, so we decide not to venture very […]

Pacific Coast Encounter

March 22, 2018.Reading time 6 minutes.

We drive through San Francisco’s waterfront, noting the interesting architecture and impressed by the artsy feel of the place. Like most big cities, San Francisco has its share of homelessness, and many officers on foot patrol can be seen talking to people in make shift tents, or others sleeping in cement flower boxes. It is […]

San Francisco Love

March 21, 2018.Reading time 4 minutes.

Due to the rain, we decide just to drive through San Francisco and then swing back along the coast and pass by Half Moon Bay before heading back to our camp. Of course, neither of us has been here before, so we have no idea what to expect. The city is spectacular. We enter through […]

Turning North

March 20, 2018.Reading time 4 minutes.

It is raining the morning we pick up the RV – heavy dark clouds hovering overhead. Some days, it feels like my skin offers no barriers, for the damp weather seeps into my body and plays havoc. And then, just as we ready ourselves for the road, the sun breaks through and a rainbow lights […]

RV-Disabled, Take Two

March 19, 2018.Reading time 4 minutes.

It is Tuesday morning and we are sitting in the truck, in the parking lot of a repair shop waiting for news of our RV. The tow company who rescued us off the highway in the early hours of Sunday morning, and delivered us to a nearby motel – RV and all – moved the […]

RV-Disabled

March 16, 2018.Reading time 6 minutes.

“The bus is ready to be picked up,” Ric announces as he gets off the phone. It’s ten a.m., earlier then we’d expected the repairs to be completed, so we decide to forego the site we’d booked for tonight, just twenty minutes away, and start the journey north today. As it goes, 10:00 turns into […]

The River

There’s a river runs between us,you and I.Our thoughts, like tears, are liquidcarried effortlessly by the current. But you and I,we stand on the banks, oblivious;ignoring the connection,proudly touting our individualism. Still the river flows,and all you’ve suffered,and all I’ve suffered,or dreamed, or imagined, or hoped,flows with it. Step into the water with me,feel our […]

Flock

Blossoming

It may be foolish of me, at my age and in my current condition, but I hang on to the hope that the pain of this effort is leading somewhere: renewal, new purpose, or at the very least, a blossoming.