The final leg

In the past year and a half of our full time travels, Loops and I have managed to visit 29 National Park Service locations. They have varied in type, from historical sites to recreation areas, scenic trails to monuments, lakeshores to parks; each unique in their offerings.

When we pull in for a two day stay at North Cascades National Park though, it somehow feels further removed even from the other National Parks we have visited.

We find ourselves situated at the base of rugged mountainous terrain. There is a glacial river flowing through the park, ice cold to the touch and almost biting enough to freeze you just by looking at. The land is forested by pine, perfectly suited here in the harsh and wintery landscape.

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North Cascades National Park

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The Washington Coast

As we enter Washington I feel in a state of discombobulation, but I can’t quite put my finger on the reason. I can’t decide if it’s just me in an emotional flux after a disagreement or two with Loops recently, that I’m feeling the pull of home but also feel the added stress of the responsibility with AJ’s upcoming wedding and housesitting, or just that I’ve enjoyed being in Oregon so much that I am not really sure what it is that Washington will have to offer.

Whatever it is, I feel out of sorts.

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Dinosaurs (but not), PCT and the Ocean

So, we meet again.

I have much to say in some ways, and very little in others. But let me just start straight away by telling you that I am currently sat typing this at the dining room table of my best friend, AJ, while listening to and watching the rain hammer down outside the window next to me.

Everything is lush and green and full of life, and despite the current downpour, I can clearly see warm sunlight on the horizon over yonder, which will be sure to reach us soon. I am at present fully enjoying England in a season I haven’t seen here in some time – summer.

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A Volcano, a River Walk and a Race!

Talk about doing an 180o turnabout in activity. We immediately go from 2 weeks of sitting still, to a week filled with a flurry of visits and experiences; starting the moment we leave Flagstaff.

We pull out of Navajo Depot and less than an hour later we come to a halt at Sunset Crater Volcano National Monument – to see what the aftermath of a volcanic eruption looks like (or in my mind, what it would be like to walk on the surface of another planet).

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Welcome to a lava field!

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Final Flagstaff Days

Our time is up here in Flagstaff and it’s time to shake a leg and move on – because the bus is finally fixed!

Now, just so you know, take that with a little pinch of salt, because while we have changed the exhaust and it seems from our test runs that the fumes no longer overrun the bus (thereby alleviating us of the possibility of dying); we do still have a slight residual smell in the cupboards.

But we’ll deal with that at some point later – for now, let’s drive!

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Solar panels, Standing on the Corner and Meteor Madness

I awake to the sound of the radio, metal cutting and man talk. It seems the solar installation is well underway, bright and early.

I have the bus to myself for the day. I am beginning to realise just how precious and necessary these moments are to my well-being. I flick on the TV, boil the kettle and settle in for a relaxing day sewing.

Yes, I’ve become a granny.

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Cacti, Birders and Bus Repairs

Hand’s up, I admit it, I’ve been procrastinating these past two weeks. Well, at least as far as writing goes. I’ve been as busy as a bee when it comes to my transcription and sewing work.

I’ve managed to complete my first ever, one hour long transcription file (that equates to 7.5 hours of typing and a payment of $33. For the non-mathematicians among us, that’s $4.40 per hour and a really sore back and butt. Yup, I’m living the American dream baby…) AND I’ve made my very first flatty dog, sewn by hand.

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My flatty dog, still flat. Requires more stitches and stuffing!

But yes, of writing there has been none. I guess I’ve just been in slack brain mode, sorry.

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