Monday morning meanderings. Vol.82

July 13, 2009 at 12:43 pm 6 comments

Shelton, Washington

Here is the weekly update of our life on the road between “homes”.

Item one.  Travelling between Western Washington, Western Oklahoma and Arizona is becoming pretty “normal”.  We have logged nearly 50K miles over the last 3 years but some of those miles are just the here and there of “living” somewhere for a couple of months at a time.  This is at least our 8th trip back to Washington since we sold the house and started living on the road.  It is good to be back in Washington but it never quite feels “right”.

Item two.  Part of this nomadic life means you really don’t completely “fit” anywhere.  There are no roots and no real permanence.  That is the trade off.  If you live in a house and work in a community you collect stuff and take care of stuff and turn in a circle of relationships at work and whatever else you do to connect with people.  When you “live” in a variety of locations you don’t sink down in, because you know you are moving on and so every stop is temporary.

The relationships we have are as good as any we have ever had but they are such that you never quite “fit” because life is so different for us.  We don’t have regular jobs and we don’t have lawns to mow, houses to take care of or regular meetings or gatherings to attend especially when we are not in Sayre.  Sometimes I really want that “normal” again but that isn’t possible here in Mason County and if we settle into that normal in Western Oklahoma we miss out on life with our family here in Washington.  It is always a dilemma without a good solution, so we keep on doing what we do.

Item three.  Oklahoma, Texas, New Mexico, Colorado, Wyoming, Montana, Idaho, Washington.  The most direct route to Washington from Oklahoma passes through all of those states and covers a little more than 2000 miles.  We stopped in Colorado Springs overnight to have dinner with my dad and see his new apartment.  He has a $3000.00 view for $300.00 in a senior housing place.  Really great.

I parked the trailer at my brothers business and it was the biggest trailer mess ever, by far.  I got into one of those jams people who pull trailers avoid at all costs but because of the “perfect storm” of situations I got to the place where I could not back up or pull forward without damaging the trailer, the pickup or both.  It was a lose/lose situation.  Wish I had pictures so you could see what I stepped in.  It was totally bad judgement on my part but there were so many factors going on it was easy to make a bad decision.  After much effort in a rain storm, angels lifted the trailer a couple of inches and we made it out with some small scrapes.  I still have nightmares about it.

We went from The Springs to Charlie and Lorissa Kingsbury’s family ranch outside Greeley, Colorado where we spent the fourthof July weekend with Charlies family.  We were treated like family (which we are) and had such a great time.  Wonderful meals, the Greeley Stampede (87th annual), fireworks at the country club (never been to one of those) prayer with Charlies car dealership partners over their businesses, church (the most patriotic Sunday ever!) and many more fun activities that left us gasping for breath.  Great fun with great people.

We left Greeley about noon and drove into Wyoming and on to a rest area 60 miles east of Bozeman, Montana where we spent a short night and then on the next morning to Missoula where we loaded up on groceries and headed to our destination along Lolo Pass and the Lochsa River.  We have stayed in this National Forest Campground many times over the years and always enjoy it there.  I caught a lot of fish including 10-12 of the biggest cutthroat trout ever on that river (16-20 inches)  Great fun.

Did something dumb there too.  Because the nearest place to buy a fishing licence is about 50 miles one way, down the winding highway, I decided for the first time ever in my life, and I fish a lot in a lot of different states, to see how the fishing was before I made the trip to get the license (there was road construction too).  I have fished dozens of different rivers in at least 5 states over the years, always bought a license and never, ever been checked, ever!  You guessed it.  10 minutes into my decision to check the fishing before buying the license, along comes the LAW and checks me for a license! I felt so stupid and there is nothing you can say, no explanation wanted and none he hasn’t heard before.  The saga is still not concluded because it looks like I will have to drive back over there to appear in court.  I am trying to work something out but they are pretty tough on poachers!  “You just have to believe me, Sir, I have never done this before, honest, really, I never have…”  Sure.

We left Wilderness Gateway Friday morning and drove the 500 plus miles to Shelton arriving in time for #1 grandson Sloan’s 5th birthday.  We drove to Gig Harbor to pick up Brad’s two children, Canyon Paul and Sage and brought them to Shelton for Sloan’s party as dad was doing a wedding and mom wanted to go along without two small children.  It was a long day but a log of fun.

Well, that gets us to today and the start of 7 weeks or so in Washington before we head out on another adventure in living “nowhere”.

Not sure what we will do with all of this time here but will let you know.


Entry filed under: Faith, Family, Fly-Fishing, Friendship, Humor, Monday meanderings, Northwest, Rodeo, RV, Thoughts, Western Oklahoma.

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6 Comments Add your own

  • 1. Maggie & Mike  |  July 15, 2009 at 11:12 am

    Welcome home dear friends! We are so happy you are here. We are looking forward to seeing you. Will call you when Mike comes home tonight.

  • 2. Amanda  |  July 14, 2009 at 11:49 pm

    GEES, i didn’t even catch the log the first or 2nd time. Guess it must be past my bed time, welcome back Greg, maybe, just maybe, we’ll get to see you and/or Linda this time around.

  • 3. Randy and Pam Warner  |  July 14, 2009 at 4:26 am

    With only 7 weeks of f/t RVing under our belt I can sort of understand what you mean about no quite feeling right about home.

    Sorry about the ticket — I got a speeding ticket (thankfully only a warning) and I still wondered, ‘how can that be?’, ‘where was the sign?’. Somehow I had missed four signs posting 35 mph.

    I am told those ‘can’t get out of here’ RV driving situations are a question of ‘when, not if’. Glad it was only a few scrapes.

    Enjoyed the post. You write very well. Safe travels in Washington.

  • 4. Royal  |  July 13, 2009 at 8:09 pm

    Tough luck on the fishing ticket. I have never gotten in trouble for that, but I have fished many places without a license, I will be sure to buy one everywhere I go from now on.

  • 5. brandon  |  July 13, 2009 at 6:06 pm

    “log” we’v never been called that befor, but what ever i can be a log.

  • 6. A Son  |  July 13, 2009 at 12:55 pm

    A log of fun. The “g” and “t” are so close together on the keyboard that I wondered if it was a spelling mistake, but then I reviewed your trip again….and maybe it was a “log of fun”.


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