We picked up another traveler pretty serendipitously on the road north, stopped at some more mindblowing redwoods as we drove ever onward..
Unfortunately the bus broke down after Arcata/Eureka, the belt snapped off and one of our pulleys broke in half. Fortunately for us it was near a beautiful beach with mindblowing sunsets.
Here's hoping we can get back on the road soon!
P+C+PtD
Thanks for sharing these beautiful pictures. What amazing Nature! Sorry about the bus' problems though it looks like it chose to rest at a lovely spot... Always a silver lining on bad times, right? Maine is moving into Summer mode and we are eating from the garden again. Life is good in this part of the world too.
ReplyDeleteMuch Love from us all. R & Dd
Lots of fun meeting you guys at Soulive in SF. Hope the van gets fixed soon. If you ever head out to Santa Cruz again let me know. amberclaunch@hotmail.com
ReplyDeleteIf I were to comment on this post eight years after it's posting, would anyone see it? Perhaps this will simply be a redwood falling in deep remoteness. No one around... does it make a sound? Does it matter? New life will grow from the corpus. I was the traveler that C,P, and PtD picked up so serendipitously as I walked along a lonely highway surrounded by these ancient giants. C, P, PtD and I would end up spending several weeks as travel companions. We've rarely kept in touch since then, but that's okay. We weren't meant to be pen pals, we were meant to be strangers together in the same interesting subplot to each of our individual stories, and it was a thing of beauty and magic.
ReplyDeleteLast Spring, I took my first adventure involving wandering along dirt roads and highways since this one. Somewhere in Kansas, I was passed on a highway by a bicyclist who, it turned out, had stayed with the same couple via Warm Showers dot com the previous evening that my partner and I had stayed with via Couchsurfing dot org the night before that. He'd heard the story of my partner and my adventure from our mutual hosts, and told me his. Both my partner and I and this young man had begun our journeys in New Mexico. He'd sailed down past Angel Fire and Eagle Nest and past the majestic palisades of Cimarron Canyon from Taos, and was on his way to Maine where he intended to get back into something he'd done in the past and felt called to do again: River Raft Guiding.
It seems that a disproportionate percentage of road warriors with whom my path crosses turn out to be Maine-iacs. I'd guess I've been to roughly half of the states of the union, or maybe two-thirds? I've never been to Maine. There must be something in the water there.
C + P: If either of you read this, I'm posting a free online book to a website sometime this Summer. I think the two of you would like it, because part of it tells a story from the road that should be relatable to travelers such as yourselves. I don't have a link yet, but the book will be called A galon and the author is Lon Faerwald Carpenter (I co-wrote the book with Carpenter but am more character than author while Lon is more author than character).