"I See Land, Matey!"

Right under our boat!
Hahaha...

Our recent travels brought us to Mendocino not so long ago, closer to the water (rebutting popular belief that we hate getting wet and only like dry areas). We've been driving the RV for a long time, and we're both tired. With only a reservation to 'guide' our destination and serve as motivation to get there, we scuttle along, Fox eager to go out and Spencer taking a nap (as usual). All 12 feet, anxious to get there.

Finally, we arrive. We see something like this. KOA (Chris calls it "Kids On Acid") campsites are notorious for loud, wild children, running around like plugged vacuums or floor polishers with the switch left on. So we moved along and drove not too far and saw a sign that said "campground --->". To our surprise, it was a wonderful, spacious and private site, and later found out that the place is just a good hike away from the ocean, where we discovered ourselves the following day strolling and more relaxed (...or bananas?).

Journeys are both aggravating and fun, and not knowing where you'll end up is part of the adventure. If you're lucky, like I am, you'll have someone to take the pilgrimage with you. One gives direction, and the other steers the ship.

Keep paddling, Chris. We'll be there someday.