With the July 4th holiday behind us and only beautiful weather in front of us, it was time to load up the pupper and take the new rig out for a test run.
Grab some firewood ’cause we’re nearly ready to camp!
Last night I had a dream. I dreamt I was as light as the ether, a floatin’ spirit visiting things to come. The shades and shadows of the people in my life wrassled their way into my slumber.
And then I dreamed on, into the future, to a Christmas morn’ in the far away land where Nathan Junior was setting up camp with a kindly couple who preferred to remain unknown.
And still I dreamed on, further into the future than I’d ever dreamed before, watching Nathan Junior’s progress from afar, taking pride in his accomplishments, as if he were our own, wonderin’ if he ever thought of us, and hopin’ that maybe we’d broadened his horizons a little, even if he couldn’t remember just how they got broadened.
If not New Hampshire, then a land not too far away, where all parents are strong and wise and capable, and all children are happy and beloved. I don’t know. Maybe it was Utah.
At long last, the weather warmed just enough to allow for a full roof top tent trial. Success!
Today we fitted a roof top tent to the Canyon.
The tent is nearly 200 lbs. and the two of us lifting it 7+ feet in the air was simply out of the question. We had to get creative. And Alison had a great idea…
Thank you, inertia. Thank you, gravity.
Looks easy now, don’t it?
Ready to camp!
Driving through the Rockies is beautiful, gorgeous, and absolutely awe-inspiring. Not a bad way to spend Thanksgiving. Not at all.
When you’re out on the road, it’s important to keep close tabs on the weather. And I do. The weather report said I should expect extended periods of light rain during my stay in the White Wash Sand Dunes.
Light rain? No problem.
Fletcher and I did some work while we waited for the rain to subside, when suddenly I looked out the window and saw this…