Adventure 554: Catalina State Park/Post B

Nigh Sky

Due to my tardy reservation performance, we have good news and bad (relative) news. The good news is we have spots for ten days at Catalina State Park. The bad news is we have to move sites fairly often, which frankly is low on the first world problem list. For now, we're happily ensconced in site B-30 for the next three nights. We then move like gypsies through the weekend, and actually (Horror of horrors) have to spend one night without power. All is well. We've fallen right back into our travel routine. Judy is up at five. She enjoys her coffee, a muffin, her devotions, her puzzles, her journal, and her quiet time, stretched out as she is on the lounge side of the trailer. I rise about seven. We enjoy coffee and prepare for the day. This year, we've decided to add a new daily tradition: 30 seconds of wintling. To explain, wintling is a standing hug in which the huggers sway gently back and forth, enjoying the closeness, a little back scratch, and the nice sway of the earth's rotation. So we did that. We first wintled in Seattle during our torrid courtship back in 1989. We've continued since, but now we've decided to add it to the ritual. Today, after we set up in site B-30, we spent a couple hours out. We grocery shopped to replenish the stores; we gassed up, and I cleaned and lubed the bikes to get ready for our ride tomorrow. Right now, we're sitting outside under the awning enjoying the warm desert air, the soft setting sun, the occasional dog bark from our neighbor's pets, and generally realizing that life is good, especially today.

 The Wiley Cager herself, down two games so far, though it's way too early to claim victory.

 The view from under the awning.

 Scrub oaks twisting to life.

 A titch of bourbon before dinner.

 A nearby neighbor, a quite cute Airstream Bambi.

 Our "Casa" decked out.

Bikes at the ready for tomorrow's ride.