It’s been a minute since I’ve written in this journal. We’ve been on plenty of adventures and trips. But the spark wasn’t there to write. Life. Life is complicated. It has been full of the highest of highs and the lowest of lows. I don’t know what changed in the last few years but the lows have been dominating. I hate losing to my demons, but they’ve been dominating my time and it is getting old. I’ve refocused on myself recently. Started a workout regime. Incorporated meditation before bed. Boy do I suck at mediation. But falling isn’t an option. There is too much to be grateful for. Too much to look forward to.
In the midst of a spiral, we went away. It was the best medicine. We’ve been building vehicles non-stop since 2016. Racing. Vacationing. In 2018 we bought a RV project. In 2020, we sold the teardrop. In 2021, we sold the RV project. In 2022, we decided to build out our Scout for a camping rig. 2023 has been consumed with that project. But its not done. So FB marketplace to the rescue, and we put the RTT for the Scout onto the Powerwagon and left.
Mike planned the trip. We started in Petrified National Forest. Neither of us had high expectations of the place. Those expectations were shattered. I’m a rock nerd. Love them. Collect them. Obsess over colors and patterns. Mike was a geology major. This place was incredible. We spent far more time there than we expected. The weather was just cool enough to walk the dogs on a few trails.
After the park, we motored north to Valley of the Gods. This place owns my soul. We go almost every year. We ate burgers at sunset, watched the stars at moonrise and slept until dawn.
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