Once again, I could have been sick and watched videos from bed. But there is no video substitute for the wildlife we saw. Days were glorious. At night we put out the party lights and cobbled together the beautiful remnants of how we use to adventure. There was no cell reception or internet. It was good - very good - and we improved a bit. We made it back to the Bay Area a couple of hours before our first medical appointment, bouncing good news and bad news off our backs like water on ducks. I had the IV removed from my chest. Whatever. Today we did the laundry and grocery shopping and an hour ago I hitched the Airstream to our go-anywhere, pull-anything truck. We leave in the morning for some even more remote camping a few hours south of here where... I. Will. Run. Trails. - And of course we'll also read a stack of good adventure books, eat well, nap in our fabulous hammocks and live waist-deep in nature.
Late in the week, we'll slip back into town for my next doctor visit like half-drunk all-nighters slinking into work on a Monday morning. Oh yeah.
Even when life is crap, and especially when it is so, just go, just do. This is it, all there is, right now.