( Christmas in the desert )
( Christmas in the desert )
In the way of things when full-timing (plans writ in sand) right after I wrote the post about making the speed run (fast for us, anyway) to get to Baton Rouge for Mardi Gras, our friends had to cancel the party. Bummer. But no cloud without a silver lining; the gap in the schedule let us slot in some sightseeing time and some needed work stops.
( From Tehachapi to Niland, CA... )
( Two steps forward, one step back... )
December has been a quiet month in the Central Valley of California. Since Thanksgiving we’ve been living in Turlock for J’s weeks of radiation therapy. That’s going well, and the doctor is happy with his progress. Our holidays were peaceful and pleasant; we spent Christmas and New Year’s Eve at home and went out for small shopping jaunts and walks around the local lakes.( Our trip to Yosemite )
( Ups and downs, all week... )
We celebrated our 25th wedding anniversary today. With a good old English fry-up, served in the dining room of our RV. Fried eggs, fried toast, streaky bacon (from Broadbent’s, yum!) baked beans… oh, and a bottle of Roederer Estate’s extra dry champagne from our trip to the Anderson Valley earlier in the year.
With the chemo and all, we’re being low key this year. Our fancy celebration will come at the 25.5 year mark in the Florida Keys, once we’re past the medical foofaraw. But I’m still highly amused, thinking that if anyone had told me this is where I’d be after 25 years of marriage, I would never have believed it.
Here’s to 25-plus more years to come.
( October will be patch-up and prep month, November, we roll again! )
I hope everyone is ready for Fall and enjoying some cooler weather wherever you may be!
( A Spanish Mission and an American Castle )
We had a lovely time in Vegas at the beginning of April. Went and saw Terry Fator, the ventriloquist who won America’s Got Talent in 2007. Great show, corny in places, touching in others. J gave me a spa day for a belated Valentine’s Day present, which was lovely. I luxuriated by the spa pool, got wrapped and massaged and generally pampered for the day. It’s very odd, staying in an urban RV park; we were able to use cabs to get to the Strip so we didn’t have to worry about parking the truck or having a few glasses of wine with dinner. I’m not used to campgrounds with cab service!
Plus lots of other services; we had the rig washed and waxed while we were there and they did a great job. Also took the truck in to an excellent brake shop, Professional Brake Service on Silvso I wouldn’t have to wait at the mechanic’s.
After a very nice mini-vacation in Vegas, we headed for the San Francisco area. And I saw snow for the first time in two years. Yep, coming over the mountains into California, it was snowing. There was maybe two or three inches on the ground and more in the air, though luckily for my nerves, none on the roadbed. I took a few photos through the windshield; by the time we found a place that was safe to pull over so I could get more, we were below the snow line and the day was sunny and beautiful. (As always, click to embiggen.) Snow on the Mojave Freeway in April:
It’s been a quiet couple of weeks. After seeing the redwoods, we moved to gold rush country; Sonora, CA, in a fairgrounds campground for a couple of days. Still no aircard service, though our phones worked fine and we found an internet café so J could work. We drove the area and toured the local museum; we went to Angels Camp, home of the annual frog jumping contest -- Calaveras Co, if that rings any bells.. ;) The record distances, immortalized with bronze plaques in the sidewalk (name of frog, year, distance) were startling: 20 feet, 22 feet, 24 feet. I asked at the info center if they allowed teeny jet packs; the lady behind the counter was Not Amused, but did deign to explain that the winning distances were for three consecutive jumps.
It turns out that this part of the trip is all about the many regions of California. We went from Palmdale, in the desert hills outside of the Los Angeles basin, to Three Rivers, in the foothills of the Sierra Nevadas this weekend.