We have spent the last few days packing the camper and the truck, making arrangements for mail to be picked up, dogs to be cared for, stocked Mom up with all her goodies at the Assisted Living at Woodlands, and visited with the grandchildren in anticipating of being away for the second of our month-long camping adventures across the country. This year our route takes us through Virginia, Tennessee, Arkansas, Oklahoma and Texas during the spring tornado season.
When we watch the Weather Channel in Maine- they will always comment on how cold it gets or how many inches of snow- and then the meteorologist shudders and makes a disparaging remark about the temperature. Of course they are located in Atlanta and are talking about tornadoes. My response is always- give me cold! We will be watching the weather forecasts closely as we move through Tornado alley on our way to New Mexico.
We expect to be in New Mexico in three or four days from now. I am anticipating seeing a lot of weaving when we get to Santa Fe and Taos. After New Mexico and Arizona, where we will visit Flagstaff and the Grand Canyon we will go to Utah to see the Mighty Five (Zion, Bryce Canyon, Canyonlands, Arches, Bear’s Ears and one more I cannot remember) National Parks and go up to Logan, Utah to visit a friend of Dave’s.
The older we get the harder it is to leave the confines of home. We miss the grandchildren and the dogs. Zane is living with our oldest son while we are traveling. It was so hard to watch him leave the house knowing it would be 5 weeks before we were home. Angus is in a kennel because he is a fearful and anxious dog and needs the experience of the kennel owner. She loves even the wackiest dogs (and Angus qualifies as that) and I know she takes good care of him. Dave feels the same way about leaving Maine but he does not miss the dogs. This year we are face timing with all of the grandchildren. Will who is 2, knows who we are and calls us Gugah. I suppose sometime he will master Grammy and Grampy but Gugah works for me. These are the goodbyes that are hard – even though we know we will be back in a month.
As for the hello’s? So one of the benefits of our traveling plans is that we get to be together and say hello to one another. There were years (way too many) when Dave and I couldn’t have been in the same camper for a month. We sometimes could not stand to remain in the same house. It took a lot of hard work (many hours in therapy) so that we can travel together in a 21 foot motor home and enjoy each other’s company. I look for airplane museums for him, civil war battlefields for both of us, and weaving outlets for me, and periodically we go antiquing if we see a shop we simply can’t drive by. Our goal is to go till we feel like stopping or want to see something advertised that we did not know about. After a few days on the road we get sort of a rhythm, and at night we sit at campfires and just relax. Occasionally we have to travel too far in one day and we feel it the next and so we take extra time off before we move on. It keeps the stress level low. Of course we get to say hello to a lot of interesting people at the various campgrounds and the attractions we visit. We always seem to find someone who has a Maine connection. It is a small world sometimes.
One of my pleasures is sitting at a picnic table and planning out some projects for the looms when I get home. Of course if I get some planned out, I might find the perfect wool or cotton in my travels. Pattern Weaving by Rabbit Goody and Tom Knisely’s rag rug and baby blanket books have come along for the trip and are helpful in envisioning the warps I want to put up when I get home.
Tomorrow we foray into the beginnings of Tornado Alley.