In Native American culture, the appearance of random white feathers signifies rebirth and new beginnings. I have recently retired and decided to travel the states, living on the road in my customized 2003 Dodge conversion van (aptly named Anastasia, her Indian name is White Feather). For at least the next couple of years we will be wandering nomads of the earth. Seeking only a deeper connection with nature. This will be our travel journal...
Monday, December 24, 2018
Wednesday, November 21, 2018
Wednesday, September 5, 2018
Monday, July 2, 2018
Update - Kentucky...
It’s been a while since I’ve posted any content, so I thought I’d bring you up to date...
Sunday, May 27, 2018
Back to Kentucky...
I kind of had in my mind that once I left the Oregon coast I would be heading east to Kentucky in order to visit with my family and friends, as well as to make repairs and perform maintenance on the van...
I anticipated a leisurely journey, spending a few days at each campsite before moving on eastward, but circumstances warranted (limited camping areas in the regions I traveled) that the trip be quite a bit faster, so I’m now camped out at my daughter’s place. Luke, my son-in-law and a talented tech, will be performing most of the repairs and maintenance (thank goodness!!), and in the meantime I also get to spend time with T (my nickname for my daughter Tabitha since birth), and my 14 year old granddaughter AJ, (Alexandra Jane), who I barely recognize because she has grown and matured so much since I saw her last...
I’m camping on a nice spot off the front of their land (see pic) and enjoying every minute of the time I get to stay here. I don’t have a lot to share about my trip east, like I said, it happened rather quickly, but I’ll post what I do have as soon as I can...
There’s a lot of friends I’d like to see, but it seems a bit awkward for me to reach out and make first contact, so if you’d like to touch base just comment below, or send me an email, or text, I think most of you have my contact info...
Much love, much peace... 😊
I anticipated a leisurely journey, spending a few days at each campsite before moving on eastward, but circumstances warranted (limited camping areas in the regions I traveled) that the trip be quite a bit faster, so I’m now camped out at my daughter’s place. Luke, my son-in-law and a talented tech, will be performing most of the repairs and maintenance (thank goodness!!), and in the meantime I also get to spend time with T (my nickname for my daughter Tabitha since birth), and my 14 year old granddaughter AJ, (Alexandra Jane), who I barely recognize because she has grown and matured so much since I saw her last...
I’m camping on a nice spot off the front of their land (see pic) and enjoying every minute of the time I get to stay here. I don’t have a lot to share about my trip east, like I said, it happened rather quickly, but I’ll post what I do have as soon as I can...
There’s a lot of friends I’d like to see, but it seems a bit awkward for me to reach out and make first contact, so if you’d like to touch base just comment below, or send me an email, or text, I think most of you have my contact info...
Much love, much peace... 😊
Saturday, May 19, 2018
Willow Springs Road BLM campground, Moab UT…
After leaving Willow Canyon I headed
south east towards Moab UT. Now I have
been to Moab before and I really liked the place. I knew of a campground just about 12 miles
from town that I had visited before, so that’s where I decided to go. Below is a short video of one section of Utah
I traversed on my way to Moab…
It was late in the day when I arrived and
there were lots of other RVer’s and campers already nestled into the area. I made a short trip back the main road of the
campground and then decided to try out another site nearby. However, on the way out I noticed a series of
campsites off to one side where no one was camping. I pulled off and walked the area to see if I
could find a good camping spot and I did.
The area is too rough for most RVs to navigate, which was to my benefit,
and I pretty much had the area to myself.
Some overnight tent campers did setup nearby, but it was a great place
and although I only planned to stay a day or two, I would have enjoyed a longer
stay…
Prickly Pear cactus are in bloom... |
The elevation is about 4,200’, so the sun
still has that high altitude intensity, but the weather hovered in the low 80s,
with mid 50s at night, and the stars were beautiful at night. This is one of my go-to campsites if I’m in
this area. It was one of the first I
stayed at back last fall when I was traveling from Colorado to Arizona, I will
be back…
South Willow Canyon Campground, Tooele, UT...
My friend Wade is the camp host at the
Willow Creek Canyon campground, just outside of Tooele, UT, and I wanted to
drop by on my trek back eastward to say hi and to catch up on things since the
last time we camped together in Quartzite AZ.
I had texted him earlier in the day to let him know that I would be
arriving later in the afternoon, but I was somewhat delayed because Google Maps
took me straight to the middle of a new housing project still under
construction and gleefully announced, ‘You have arrived!!’. No Google, this isn’t it, but it didn’t care…
After running around for a half-hour or
so trying to find some kind of signage for the campground or even a gas station
or someplace where I could ask for directions, I ended up googling the name of
the road the campsite was supposed to be on, went to the road, and headed south
which thankfully took me right to the campground…
Wade has to come down out of the canyon
at least once a day to get phone messages or make phone calls due to the poor
cell reception in the canyon. As I
traveled further down the road I saw a red pickup truck parked off the side of
the road, and since I was still unsure whether or not I was on the right track,
I decided to stop and ask the person in the truck for directions. When I hopped down out of the van and started
walking in the direction of the truck, I recognized Wade as the driver. Thankfully he had come down out of the canyon
and was waiting for a text in case I needed help finding the place, and
obviously I did…
We chatted for a few minutes and then I
followed him back up the canyon road. He
would stop and point out certain features of the area along the way, and he had
already found a couple of dispersed campsites that he thought I might like so
he showed me them too. I picked one of
the sites up on top of a little rise just by the road and pulled in. Wade was off work so I got out a couple of
chairs and we sat down to chat for a while…
I setup camp, it was a beautiful day,
sunny and warm. The next few days the
weather was mixed due to a slow moving low pressure system in the area. So I had great variety of weather conditions
while I was there, from hot and sunny, to cloudy, sometimes there was rain,
sleet, hail, and/or snow, I experienced a full array of conditions, but I enjoyed
them all. I will admit though, when the
temperature dropped, day or night, it was cold inside the van and I used the
heater quite often. The sun is intense
when there are no clouds, most days were in the 60s and 70s during the day and
in the 40s at night. The elevation at
the campground is around 6,300’ so if you had sunshine, it was hot and intense,
but if you get in the shade you had to put on a shirt or jacket to keep
warm. It wasn’t unusual to be in shorts
and a T-shirt, but then in a few minutes, I’d have to change into jeans and a
heavy shirt or jacket. I guess that’s
the way it is at higher elevations like this…
I walked around during the times when I
had good sunshine to snap some photos of the place and I captured a lot of the
wildflowers that were blooming too.
Right across the road from my campsite was Willow Creek, which runs
though the canyon, there are a few shots of it below. I took a lot of pictures because as the sun
was in different positions in the sky every feature of this area took on a new
beauty…
Kind of a 'Lover's Leap', a trail leads you right up on top... |
Some of these flowers are smaller than the size of a dime... |
Wade thought these were called Indian Paintbrush, they are beautiful... |
Even with the challenging weather
conditions at times, I thoroughly enjoyed this time at the campground. I couldn’t walk out the door of the van
without feeling a sense of awe at my surroundings. I highly recommend this one, I will be back
soon…
The morning I left I stopped off at the
ranger station where Wade was camped to thank him for his hospitality and
tours of the area. Wade had been telling
me about all of the hummingbirds that seem to follow him around, and they
did. While I was there I got to see one
of the hummingbird’s mating rituals up close and personal…
Wade had noticed that the male
hummingbirds would sit high in the top of a tree, start to preen themselves and
put on a kind of show, then suddenly they would fly straight up for about 60
feet or so, then dive fast and hard back into the tree and then come zooming
out the side. They did this several
times while I was there and it’s really incredible to watch. I’d never witnessed this behavior before and
it was fascinating. The males also kind
of whistled as they flew along, at least that’s what it sounded like whenever
they were near, and I’d never heard them do that before. I found out that this is also part of the
mating ritual, very cool…
It seems that this is the way the male
attracts his mate, by showing his agility and power. He flies down into the tree where the female
is perched and about an inch or two above her, he veers out at a 90 degree
angle and shoots out the side of the tree, and he does this over and over. If the female accepts his advances she will
prepare herself for mating, which according to the information I found, takes about
4 seconds, and then they part ways and he starts looking for another female to
mate with and she takes care of the nest and the babies. I know what you’re thinking ladies, but just
to clarify, the males are not being negligent, the females forbid them from
visiting the nest since they are so brightly colored they will draw attention
from predators. That’s the story, and
I’m sticking to it…
I didn’t get any wildlife pictures,
usually I was caught off guard and didn’t have time to snap a shot, but the
deer were beautiful and I heard the wild turkeys callout in the morning. Just an incredibly beautiful place. This last short video is one I shot on my way
down out of the canyon as I was leaving, and a panoramic shot as well, enjoy!
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