I woke up this morning around 0630. The air was chilly and crisp. Charlie was curled up in a ball, but unlike our night in Joshua Tree, he didn’t snuggle me. Or stay under his blanket. Water droplets were falling from the trees above me, sounding like a slow drizzle and making me want to stay in my sleeping bag. Read More »
The most important thing to know is that we survived last night. 😊Read More »
Our first stop was Rock Hill Trail – a short walk on the southern edge of Salton Sea. (It was on the way here that we met standstill traffic due to construction.) Once we arrived, Charlie and I took a moment to have some breakfast (0630 is too early for either of us, really). We took a look around the wildlife refuge, read a sign or two, and found the observation deck. Sight-seeing for the lazy. 😉 The scenery was a bit underwhelming and the dirt trail was like walking through finely sifted flour, so we kept to the observation deck for a few pictures before carrying on.Read More »
I packed the final items in the car this morning, still under the light of the moon. I was running on pure excitement (ok, excitement and a little bit of nervous energy). I couldn’t believe the day of departure was finally here! It seemed like it would be forever before I could load up the car and pull out of San Diego for the last time this year. And then, all of a sudden, it was upon us. I was ready, though. Or so I thought. 😉Read More »
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