7:49 am - Monday - August 10th - LPG&RVR - 64° F, humidity 16%, cloud cover 3%, wind 13 mph out of the west by northwest.....smokey, hazy skies today with a forecast high of 97° F. On this date in 2020 TLE and I were in Leavenworth, WA.....
....during the Wuhan Flu fiasco having lunch at Icicle Brewing Company. Our alfresco dining table was less than 10 feet from the entrance, but we had to wear face diapers to walk the 10 feet to our table, then, inexplicably, perhaps miraculously, we were able to remove our face diapers, and enjoy the force field that surrounded our table keeping the dreaded corona virus at bay....lol.
The quietness that permeates the RV park when we awaken each morning is difficult to describe. If you have spent your entire life living in urban sprawl you get used to the continuous, ever present background sounds which never abate, but only increases in volume as the day progresses. In deep rural America, where we spend 99% of our lives now that relentless buzzing, humming sound does not exist. You may hear coyotes in the distance at night, or a cowing mooing, or birds chirping, but that is it. Once the day is in full swing the sounds you hear are what you would expect in a rural RV park dedicated to the game of golf.....golf carts, conversation of folks sitting drinking their morning coffee, and ultimately the sound of a two stroke motor attached to a string trimmer, and the sound of a four stroke motor propelling one of our Husqvarna riding mowers. Occasionally you may hear the sounds of a semi diesel truck's jake brakes as they slow down through Likely on US-395, which is about a mile in the distance.
On our days off work, such as Sunday we rarely leave our site except to take our trash to the nearby dumpster. TLE has time to tend to her flower beds dead heading the flowers, watering them, and pulling weeds. I work on small projects around our site, and sometimes set an oscillating sprinkler to run on the grass area which separates our site from Claude's site. I spend a lot of time relaxing on the 'lido deck' until the heat of the day encourages me to seek out the cooler environs inside the Newell. It is a simple life. On days off work I'm able to spend more time, such as right now, composing my daily missive just letting thoughts morph into a storyline, and then convert themselves into sentences and paragraphs on on my computer screen. There is no hurry, no schedule, no outside influences.....just the two of us enjoying the life we have created for ourselves on our never ending nomadic journey.
As I have often remarked over the years, Elaine and I feel completely disconnected from our former workaday lives in SoCal. It feels as if this has always been our life. Our 5th summer here at LPG&RVR is slowly winding down with less than 7 weeks remaining until the park closes for the winter. In a few days the 10 days of heat we have endured will begin to dissipate, and we will begin the multi week slide into Fall weather. We'll begin to run our electric heaters again each morning, and then in the evening. We'll eventually turn on the basement heater as overnight temps drop into the 30's. We'll begin to feel that itch to change our view, and then we will do just that.
I was able to enjoy the solitude of our 'lido deck' Sunday until almost 2 pm before it was time to reposition myself into the cool confines of the Newell for the balance of the day. I watched the latest PGA event, read, napped, smoked a cigar all the while delighting in the absence of schedules, duties, or even interaction with anyone other than my wife. Whether working, or or relaxing on the 'lido deck' it is a good life; a life I dreamed of living from my earliest childhood days of cognition.
Thank you for taking the time out of your day to read my often random musings. I enjoy writing, and the fact that a few thousand people a day enjoy reading what I have written is just the icing on the cake. Thank you so much for stopping by!
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