
I yelled out a rebel yell and probably scared the bejeezus out of everyone at the campsite. "It's okay folks! I just had to do it!"
My RV neighbors across from my campsite are good people. They are retired and are just living the life. We chat about life in general. I told them my story as to what has transpired in the course of almost 3 months. They have two nephews in the Army serving in Iraq. They are about to rotate out and come home for the holidays. They have two dogs with them. I offered both dogs a piece of bacon and my did I make new friends! I had two little shadows everywhere I went.
My whole day was spent cleaning up the site and putting away the non-essentials to get ready for my drive back to reality on Sunday. When all was done, I downed my traditional two cans of Fosters that I always have for my birthday (due to yesterday's adventure I had to postpone my celebration) as well as some Jack Daniel! Then it was a Mountain House meal of spaghetti with fresh minced garlic and parmesan cheese. I just love my Jetboil system!
The winds returned and not as strong, but this time I was in my REI Half Dome tent up against the rock. Through my tent, I could see the canopy of stars on this clear late November evening.
Where I lay my head is home...