Travels in the SW-US – day 1
starting off wet and slow…
We left Oregon on the tail-end of the torrential downpours known as the Pineapple Express. I was worn out from packing and stressing over having everything in order. Tired generally makes me crabby, so while Eric took the wheel, I rolled out the bed in the back of the van and caught up on some much needed sleep. It was pretty exciting and soothing at the same time to listen to the rain and the wind as he drove down I-5.
We stopped in Yreka, California for some lunch/dinner. That was when I woke up, having traveled roughly 200 miles and ditched the grumpiness. I missed the rainbow over Mt Shasta, so you’ll just have to imagine that part along with me.
Actually… I never took a photo that entire day. Perhaps you’ll make do with the souvenir I picked up later in the Mojave (since I had neglected to pack a hat for the desert adventures!) The Roadrunner seemed to be a good symbol for the adventures we were having. It didn’t hurt that I finally sighted a real live one for the first time. Sadly it disappeared before I could grab the camera.
First night in a campground in Oroville, CA was actually fun in spite of some rain showers. Nearly 400 miles (644 km) covered the first day. Far too much driving, but we had an appointment to keep in Mexico.
To be continued…
The bridge will only take you halfway there, to those mysterious lands you long to see. Through gypsy camps and swirling Arab fair, and moonlit woods where unicorns run free. So come and walk awhile with me and share the twisting trails and wondrous worlds I’ve known. But this bridge will only take you halfway there. The last few steps you have to take alone.
― Shel Silverstein