First... there's no shortage of people wandering all over the west... either by Motorcycle... or RV! Times might could be tough for a lot of people... but it sure don't look to this fella... that there's a real big drop in any traveling... the roads have been tee total full with wanders goin' to where the other travelers are comin' from! :o)
One thing I have noticed... is the size and type of outfits. Lot's and lots of Smaller Travel Trailers... lot's more Tent Trailers than I ever remember seeing... and Motorcycles! Everywhere you look... Motorcycles!... Seems folks are finding the way to keep RVing and wandering... and cut the cost/simplify... at the same time...
My first camp in B.C. Canada, at Norbury Lake Provincial Park... is 'bout as simple as I can get it... got there just in time I think!
The only problem all those travelers have made for me, is mostly due to my own missed judgment... I seem to have a way of choosing the exact spots ever'body else is runnin' for!... and they keep outrunnin' me! :o)
It turns out... that British Columbia... and specifically the lakes east of Kamloops, British Columbia... are the Vacation Nirvana for one devil of a lot of Canadian fellers an' fellerettes... the point bein'... finding a campsite 'round here is a piece of work!
I did see a few RV sites, rollin' by... but one gal at an info center in Sorrento B.C. told me, for British Columbia Parks campsites, they start lining up at 3am!
Yup, that's what I said... Oh-Damn-it's-Early three freaking in the A.M. folks! So... if you're goin'... check things out and see if the area you're goin' to is one of the "popuar" ones... and either get a reservation... or... get there early! :o) (I'm hopin' for better "boondocking" opportunities in Alaska... or at least less competition for Nat. Forest sites...
Needless to say... after huntin' a place to pitch my tent for four hours this afternoon... and 400+ miles under my tires... That tent is layin' on the floor of a Motel room... sheesh... it should get easier, north of here...
... and now, a Cowboy Philosophizin tirade...
I overheard a young couple, having a "conversation" in Glacier the other day... hmmm... made me think a mite on my own self... and my own doins'... as I rolled on afterward...
Why do folks come west, or to the mountains anywhere... just to squall at each other 'bout who's gonna carry the baby and the lemonade bottle?
They haven't got a clue. Why climb Logan Pass, to the top of Goin' to the Sun Highway in Glacier National Park... just to dump all over your day with that nonsense?
I've decided there are, basically, three types of Travelers...
1. They "Get it"
2. They'll eventually "Get it"
3. They don't have a whisper of a hope of ever... Getting it.
Unfortunately, that third group seems to describe the greater majority...
Why do they RV, or Travel... or wander at all?
They run up there and see trees... and rocks... and elk... and all sorts of other wonders... and all they see... are those... things... but... they aren't IT.
So... what is it that I claim is IT?
Well, for me, it's; Climbing into the High Country, or trekking the Sonoran Desert... or walking down a quiet beach allows me to reach up toward heaven... and feel the Boss lean down... and touch my face.
... to realize that the Boss whispers to you with each breath of a breeze, or scolds with the raging wind. He lives in the tears of a wife... and the laughter of a true friend.
He doesn't teach us with words... but talks to us through the instincts found in an open heart.
He teaches us to Love this Life... by teaching us to Grieve.
For the people in group #1... I'm preachin' to the choir... and maybe we'll just nod our heads together...
The Folks mired in #3? ... sorry... but there ain't a damn thing me or anybody else is ever gonna do to help ya'll... you just can't hear it...
But... you Jaspers with that big Ol' #2 branded on your butts? ... you're the ones I'm tryin' to talk to!
So... folks... when you're in Church don't waste the precious moments you have... in the short time you can remain there... arguing 'bout whose gonna carry what! Put that trivial, useless, sparrin' away... so you can see the sheer glorious Shining Joy that is right in front of you!
... and now... while I've got this time with some wifi... I gotta go build a post over on my Motorcycle Touring site! ;o)
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