We had quite a ride the past seven weeks. 52 days away from home, to be exact. This was the first time since I retired that we departed home with no definite destination. I kind of like that way of traveling.
Some could say we have become snowbirds, like those from Canada and the Midwest. But, as we have little snow in our part of the world, we were only leaving the damp, cloudy, and depressing days of Winter in the deep South. Not sure what our moniker should be.
We followed the good weather more than a map. It sent us South toward Big Bend for most of a week, and kept us in Organ Pipe for seven nights. We had sunshine every day from the time we left San Antonio on January 7th, till we arrived home on February 19th.
We spent a week in Quartzite during the big tent event, and returned two weeks later for the Dome Rock Gathering. We were guests at a wedding, and met a number of other bloggers at Bloggerfest II.
We made a couple of day trips to Mexico, and was pleasantly surprised how easy it was returning to the US, compared to a return from Canada.
We passed a sign that said Oceanside California, 78 miles. Maybe we should have kept going, and dipped our toes in the Pacific.
Once on the way home, there were few distractions. Tucson; Columbus, NM; Balmorhea state park, Texas; Cranes Mill CoE, Texas; and Sandy Creek CoE, Texas. Sunday through Thursday. We pulled in our driveway at 3 PM on Friday.
6300 miles and lots of memories; lots of friends. The desert Southwest is like no other place we have visited. The barren landscapes are said to be a place to avoid, devoid of life. Until one has experienced them, that’s easy to believe.
But once you spend some time there and smell the air, listen to the wildlife, and watch the sunsets, you realize that’s just a myth. There is life in the desert, and we enjoy being a part of it for a short time each year.
Sally’s already looking forward to the next visit…..jc