IanC
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I've been on the road for just a bit more than 2 months. Lots of it has been awesome, especially in Northern Florida and Louisiana. Several spots out west have been real nice too. I think the worst was the long monotonous drive across the country on Interstate 10. I left Ehrenberg yesterday and am in Lake Havasu - kind of holed up in against very strong winds.
I guess after only 2 months I am still a tourist and am pretty much in awe of things, but there are days when it's pretty much nothing - a good morning hike with Todd (my dog), a couple of chores, maybe a trip to the laundromat and the day has slipped away. I have worked since I was 16 - often 2 jobs and thought that, at 60 I'd be ready to do nothing for a while, but there is always the nagging thought about not doing anything productive every day.
I had planned my journey as a 6 month experiment but am already wondering if I'll make it 6 months. The desert is starkly beautiful - much more than I imagined but I'm already getting a craving for green.
The other issue is that driving in the mountains is not my favorite thing - my truck is 6 cylinder and my trailer, although just 10 ft doesn't have brakes and climbing and descending isn't carefree driving.
My present thought is to stay in Havasu for a week or so and then, instead of continuing the climb in elevation, go back down and retrace my route back to the East Coast, although the though of more Texas and Interstate 10 is daunting, and the gas on the trip out here was a BIG expense.
I'm wondering whether those folks who have been on the road for a long time had an adjustment period of decompressing from static life and settle into routines where doing a lot in a day isn't important anymore. I've been parked near people who I never even seen - they never seem to emerge from their vans/trailers. I wonder "what do they DO? How do they fill their days?"
Ending this journey abruptly would mean starting a life from scratch since I sold everything to do it, and at 60 starting again isn't a piece of cake, BUT, I don't want to do this because I feel I have no other choice. I want to be in a place where I feel that this was a good decision. Anyway, mostly I'm just rambling. It's possible that tomorrow this fierce wind will have died, the sun will be out and we'll take a monster hike through these incredible hills and all will be right with the world again.
I guess after only 2 months I am still a tourist and am pretty much in awe of things, but there are days when it's pretty much nothing - a good morning hike with Todd (my dog), a couple of chores, maybe a trip to the laundromat and the day has slipped away. I have worked since I was 16 - often 2 jobs and thought that, at 60 I'd be ready to do nothing for a while, but there is always the nagging thought about not doing anything productive every day.
I had planned my journey as a 6 month experiment but am already wondering if I'll make it 6 months. The desert is starkly beautiful - much more than I imagined but I'm already getting a craving for green.
The other issue is that driving in the mountains is not my favorite thing - my truck is 6 cylinder and my trailer, although just 10 ft doesn't have brakes and climbing and descending isn't carefree driving.
My present thought is to stay in Havasu for a week or so and then, instead of continuing the climb in elevation, go back down and retrace my route back to the East Coast, although the though of more Texas and Interstate 10 is daunting, and the gas on the trip out here was a BIG expense.
I'm wondering whether those folks who have been on the road for a long time had an adjustment period of decompressing from static life and settle into routines where doing a lot in a day isn't important anymore. I've been parked near people who I never even seen - they never seem to emerge from their vans/trailers. I wonder "what do they DO? How do they fill their days?"
Ending this journey abruptly would mean starting a life from scratch since I sold everything to do it, and at 60 starting again isn't a piece of cake, BUT, I don't want to do this because I feel I have no other choice. I want to be in a place where I feel that this was a good decision. Anyway, mostly I'm just rambling. It's possible that tomorrow this fierce wind will have died, the sun will be out and we'll take a monster hike through these incredible hills and all will be right with the world again.