A Month From Today

We just paid the rent for one last month at the park here in Grants Pass, Oregon, where we've spent the winter. A month from today, we'll be traveling again. The thought stirs up mixed feelings.

We've enjoyed our time here, and we've made some friends we'd like to see again in the not-too-distant future.  We've enjoyed the mild climate that Grants Pass is known for; there's even a big sign that, since 1920, has arched over the main drag proclaiming, "It's the Climate." We'll miss this friendly, caring community that has faced some sobering challenges in recent years. We'll miss the church that has taken us in as if we were visiting relatives (which is as it should be). Jan hasn't been able to do all the gold panning he would like to here, and there is some sightseeing that really is better appreciated in warm weather, so we're planning on swinging through here again, probably in late summer.

And, we're excited to be venturing out again, seeing new places, living the adventure. We've been here much longer than we planned to be.

Only a month? There is so much to do. When you stay in one spot for a long time, there is a tendency to relax into a comfortable routine. Things accumulate. Things...slide a little. We're not travel ready any more. The rig needs a good spring cleaning, and there's maintenance to do if we want to minimize the chance of problems further down the road. There's much to do.