My first bike ride on our adventure

Tuesday was my first time riding my bike while on our adventure. The ride was great, although there was quite a lot of wind. Only the last 5 miles were straight into the wind, but it was brutal to end that way. It did not take away from the wonderful ride though. About 13 miles from where we are staying is a place called Twin Lakes. We had already checked out this place by car earlier, but I wanted to ride all the way around it this time. By car that is not possible, because there is a stretch that is really just for hiking. I had to pull and carry my bike over boulders and fallen trees, and across a few streams. It was all worth it. While I was heading back on the paved road on the other side of the lakes I spotted a dirt road going up the side of the mountain, which I had noticed earlier on my way up. I decided I wanted to make this ride worth while, so I turned into the road.

I was not completely convinced yet if I wanted to actually trek up that road, because it looked quite steep and I was already not so fresh anymore. But the adventurous spirit in me won again and I decided to go up and check it out. The dirt road was pretty well maintained. I was not sure yet where the road was going, but I quickly discovered that it was the road to the buckeye campground, trail and hot spring. I had read about the hot spring and it apparently attracts quite a few people. This explained why the road was in a good state and it made the ride up not bad at all. A bit washboardy at times, but there usually was at least one track that was relatively smooth. I saw the sign for the campground, the trailhead and the hot springs, but I did not see any of the actual sites. I did see some of buckeye creek and it looked very nice with plenty of trees.

By this time I had figured out that the road, if it did not dead end, would most likely connect me to the 395 a few miles above Bridgeport. The condition of the dirt road past the creek was far from what it was before the creek, but most of it was going downhill by now and it was not all bad either, just more bumpy and rocky. The further I was able to guess the destination of the road, the more convinced I was it would connect me back to the 395, and it sure did, although maybe a mile further from Bridgeport than I had hoped for. Not too bad, because I started off with some downhill once I got to the 395, but it quickly flattened out and turned straight into the wind. Those 6 or 7 miles back to the trailer were my real challenge for the day.

All in all a very fun ride with plenty of surprises and challenges. It was exciting to try out roads without consulting a map and aiming for success. After all I could have turned around if needed. But it is so much more sweet when it all works out in the end. Yay!

View of Upper Twin Lakes at Mono Village a few days before my ride.
View of Upper Twin Lakes at Mono Village a few days before my ride.
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It’s OK to have a bad day…

June 6, 2014

I had a tough day yesterday. One, I wanted to wash my hair but became claustrophobic in the mini shower while I was shaving my legs. I forgot there wasn’t much space behind me (like an average shower/tub). I panicked a little and decided my hair was fine as is. Second, I wanted to change my bed sheets. But the thought of pulling it out of the storage beneath my bed felt like a 3-hour hike. I didn’t feel like it. I was tired and the extra steps were just too much for me. Third, I put something away in my mini closet and decided to just throw it in without a care. As I settled down for the night, I got brave and attempted to close the sliding door in my room. That was a mistake. All hell broke loose.

Can't. breathe.

For many of you, you know me as someone who is well-organized, positive and always happy. Yesterday wasn’t my day. I started thinking about my old life. I had a 3 bedroom, 2 bath house. My walk in closet was ridiculously spacious. My linen closet was every woman’s dream. I had a shower stall that was clear and those stepping corner where one can shave their legs. Oh how this invention was taken for granted…

A friend of mine emailed me and she mentored me in feeling better. She said I am actually still mourning and she was right. I no longer own a house and my many material belongings. Although I’m still able to communicate with friends, the security of having them nearby is gone, too. So if you add up my claustrophobic moment and my sadness, it equaled a bad day… And one thing I learned: it’s ok to have a bad day. I’m allowed to feel this way. I’m human and proud of it it 😉

My friend’s advice: go outdoors and be in nature. I followed her advice. I took pictures of Owen and the lake and doing so reminded me of my passion for photography and nature. Thank you Lee Ann from La Grande, Oregon. Nature is the best physician.

My personal remedy: had lunch with my sister, my niece Abby and my mom. We ate to our hearts content and even went shopping at Bed Bath and Beyond. I purchased organizational items.

My bad day spell is over. I used my organizational skills and tackled every nook and cranny in our trailer. From pantry to bathroom to my mini closet, everything has its place. I also had Richard help me change the sheets… Now I can sleep peacefully with my clean hair and the windows open.

Made it Safely

imageWe made it alive! Richard received a compliment as he backed into our campsite. “Perfect job!” The man exclaimed as he passed by. Not too bad for a first-timer. As soon as we hooked up electric, water and plumbing, we began working on sorting out the inside of our trailer. I can’t wait to share pictures.

There’s a cool breeze and Puddingstone Lake is in view from our dinette. There’s free cable and Richard is busy hooking us up. I’m on the couch with my feet up & Owen is -guess what he’s doing- playing with Legos, building away. Thank you Jacob for the Lego gift!

Saying Good bye

imageJune 2, 2014

This has been the most exhausting and most exhilarating 3 days. We’ve been packing, loading and unloading. I just know I am going to be sore! What I can tell you is this: my heart is soaring because of the love and support from friends and neighbors.

Not all are pictured but all have been helping us out along the way mentally and physically. They made it easier for us. We’re lucky to have these friends and we’ll miss them.

We are packed and ready. Richard & I are just doing last minute organizing. Owen is playing with friends down the street. I’m dying to take a long shower in my bathroom for the last time.

See you all in San Dimas!