Lary has been emptying the tanks, we have done a final laundry, and kind of tidied up the trailer preparing to roll on out of here, and up the I-5 highway towards home. He's putting a bit of water into our fresh water tank, too, just for our use on the homeward trek.
Feels weird, as if the trailer has grown subtle roots down into the sandy soil here at Cat Spa park. But the campsite is emptying out, folks saying their final goodbyes to friends, and rolling on out too, the weather is warming up, but storms still keep rolling on through, and one of the local more distant mountains is completely snow covered at its top once again this morning. Weather wise it has been an unusual one for us here, cooler, and windier than usual.
Tonight is my last Coachella Valley flute circle get together at Annie's, a pot luck dinner and a music jam, it has been such a pleasure to become involved with that inspired group of musicians and flute blowing keeners. I am taking a German chocolate cake, seems to be a hit always. And I will blow my new flutes, and have the usual enjoyable evening rocking out with them all.
I am really going to miss them all so much until November or so when we'll be back once more.
The campsite doesn't feel the same as all the activities draw slowly to a close, the volunteers pack up and leave, the campers head off, and the swim group in the pool in the afternoons shrinks a lot in size. Overall the park seems to lack animation, and it's clearly time for us to roll on away, too. Seems strange this year, but we won't really return as campers to the park again, as we'll be over at Almar come this late fall. Hopefully we will come back though for their wonderful activities and entertainment, perhaps even the odd meal over the weekends.
Looking down the roads here in the park now the gaps of empty sites widen, the trailers and coaches thin out, and the activity of the winter grinds slowly to a halt, in the timeless rhythm of the way things are down here in the southern sunbelt of the US.
This particular park stays open all year, but it must be a totally different bunch of campers from now on, the big groups roll on in, and the younger families with children, and their ATVs and other weekend/holiday amusements take the place of the older folks, who have now migrated like the birds to the more northerly areas of the country, and across the border up into Canada.
Time for us too to join the northward trek. This will likely be my last post of this season, our time here is nearing an end, and this fall will bring us new horizons, and a different park to learn all about. This chapter is kind of drawing to a close, and we thank you all for following us and our news.
We look forward to joining you all closer to our Vancouver Island home. It will be strange to be back in the townhouse, trying to get used to another kitchen, where is this and that once more.....and we trust that Greg's will once again fix our troublesome kitchen floor in the rig, and get us back to right once again, as they always do.
Til we meet again. Thanks for sharing our winter time adventures with us. 'Hasta la vista', as they say in spanish, til we next see each other.
About Me
- Di and Lary
- Di and Lary are both retired, Lary was in the Canadian Armed Forces as an Air Navigator, 32 years, and Di did many things, but the most fulfilling was teaching, for 3 years on an Indian Reserve in Central BC and later 7 years teaching ESL, both in Canada and in Europe, in Spain and later Germany.