It's been a year since I updated the Journal. I kind of lost interest in it, as did my readers I guess since no one has asked me about it. The pictures are a mish mash of the past year.
Anyway, I spent some time in the San Diego area and then headed over to near Fort Huachuca for a month, then over to Tucson for another month, then over to the Colorado River in AZ for a couple of months. My son, Ken, stopped by for a few days, grandson, Jud, did likewise. Another son, Mark, decided to move to South Carolina mostly because they were going to drill a couple of new gas wells right where he had his trailer parked outside of Bayfield, CO. If you gotta move you might as well make it a big one.
I decided to go visit him.
Ken traveled with me as far as Alpine, TX where he caught the train back to Los Angeles and then flew off to the Far East again. I got as far as Tyler, TX where I got snowed in for four days. I headed south first chance I got to escape the weather and along the way I got a call from the Army Corp of Engineers asking if I'd like to camp host at Lake Mendocino outside of Ukiah, CA.
I said "sure," and headed back west the next day.
My sudden change of heart was because the trip across Texas was miserable - both going east and returning west. Terrible weather and rude Texans combined to make it so. I knew better than to leave sunny Arizona in February and paid the price for my stupidity.
I arrived here (Ukiah) March 20th. I'm in the woods about 100 yards from the lake which is predicted to dry up by mid summer. My duties are to open the park gate in the morning, sit in an information booth for 2 hours, then sit in the same booth for 2 hours in the afternoon and then close the gate in the evening. I do this 4 days a week. A mother/daughter team does the same thing when I'm not. They have been here for 23 years!
I can describe the experience in one word: boring.
There are a lot of homeless people living in the park, either in tents or their cars. One woman has supposedly lived in her car for over five years. Many depend on recyclables for money. It's sad and depressing to see people digging through dumpsters every day.
I was going to stay the summer but will be moving on the first of August.