Finally made it to the Pacific Northwest! I pen these words while on the drive form Olympia to Astoria, OR. Meagan is at the wheel and I am in the passenger seat; it is overcast and starting to rain.
Someone back home told me it would be like living a false hemlock song.. I am thinking of people back home, some old teachers, others I haven’t even met yet. “I want them to know that when you are in the woods, you always have a strobe light mode on your flashlight just in case you need to move it.” I say this to Meagan, and she begins to scan the radio. It kinda feels like we’re in the Simpsons, there are two nuclear cooler vents, keeping us safe, in the woods. We can see them from the highway.
I do not like to use too much high technology while in the forest, though I do have my journal entries from the previous nights. I think about all the mountains, and their unique properties. Which mountains’ stone did I like best. I liked the winding slopes down 1-5 to Olympia, and the red rock perched town of Manitou Springs. Of course Yellowstone was gorgeous.
The camping itself has been fun, though the weather has been unpredictable, and mostly cloudy. (The radio scanner tunes into a jazzy cover of have yourself a merry little Christmas). Though we haven’t had many sunny days, spathe temperature has been fair, and sleeping in the cold isn’t so bad anyway, especially if there are hot showers nearby. Besides, our Marmot tungsten tent does well at keeping us safe and dry. He inky inclement weather has been at the very beginning when a flooded stretch of highway in North Texas threatened to soak our car. We got through it with minimal damage, and haven’t seen anything so maleficent.
I started reading a plant foraging field manual at this campsite between Yellowstone and Cody, Wyoming. ( the radio switches to an interview with a UFO abductee). I enjoyed that site thoroughly, and it’s amazing mountain view. It made me wish to forage the local landscape for vegetables to cook. Even after this, I’d love to integrate wild foods I’ve foraged into my diet. Local and untouched food sources from my native environment seems like an amazing way to reconnect with a primitive lifestyle.
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