Yesterday was the official switchover to camping mode.
Oh sure, we wiled away most of the morning. Some of us teamed up on X-Boxes. Some of us took forever getting to the shower and then being in the shower. And then some of us were super productive buying groceries and supplies.
Early afternoon was spent packing our separate vehicles and tear-drop trailer before heading out before two and after two, each on our own route and timetable. I predicted we'd get to the area first... but to the camp site last. Because, you see, I know us.
In our defense, we made it to within ten miles of our destination before being distracted
By what were we distracted, you ask?
Well... by pretty flowers.
As Kimmer explained it to me earlier on the road, the heavy rains California endured in the fall of last year is giving rise to a super bloom, producing in the following spring, right now, in fact, millions of wildflowers that are creating a beautiful display of color that can be seen from miles away.
Which we saw from miles away..
Coming up to the town of Perris, California, I spotted a hill covered in yellow and orange wildflowers, I saw people wandering trails all over that hill, I saw cars parked on a dirt road toward the base of the hill and, by 'n by, I spotted a section along the side of the road ahead of us that connected to all of it.
So I found us a parking spot and we took a few minutes to walk up the hill, amongst the wildflowers, to indulge a bit of photography under the sun.
By the time we rolled into camp, it was around four-thirty. Kimmer's cousin and the boys were already there, of course. Just. Like. I. Said.
Because I know us.
Kimmer dove immediately into setting up and organizing our campervan for dinner and the subsequent evening.
Me, I set to creating a time lapse of the boys setting up their tent. Now the tent is a desert tent. Which means in a full blown sand storm it's never gonna leave the ground. So there's a bit of assembly required.
The boys did a good job, by the way, with a bit of supervision. It was their first time assembling it... so well done!
The rest of the evening was pretty low key. I think we ended up turning in around 930. Until then, the experience was that particular kind that's camping with friends and family. That is, friends and family you like.
It's more coordinating and collaborating. It's more sitting around the table just chattin'. It's moving from the table to chairs around the campfire and just chattin'. It's more together. Moreso than our city lives.
And time definitely moves differently here.
🙂
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Tonight's find in the grocery store: Commodore Perry IPA!!! omg @ussporcupine I've finally made it! To the land of—to the other land of Commodore Perry.
I'm drinking one now, to see for myself if it is "Victoriously hopped, with an arsenal of caramel malt flavors befitting the Hero of Lake Erie."
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The thing that blows me away every time is that we can leave our place, drive down to Sea-Tac, park with Doug Fox, take their bus, ride a coupla elevators, check in and check our bags, and get all the way through TSA in under an hour.
Just barely. But still.
Just under one hour.
I wanted to put that out there because I really am amazed when that happens. Especially this time around with everyone heading out for Spring Break.
So where... are we going?
Well, we're hanging out with family at Moro Campground, Crystal Cove State Park. Only...
We missed the reservation window at the top of this year because we were dealing with the unexpected death of Kimmer's uncle and the logistics that played out during the week after he died. Consequently, we do have a coupla days somewhere in front of us at Crystal Cove but most of the time we're at Lake Perris Campground which is just this side of the mountains before Palm Desert and Palm Springs.
This is also usually the time Kimmer's down here to check in on her aunt so, while we're in the neighborhood we'll do a little double duty.
Now, we've done this Crystal Cove trip a number of ways at a number of times over the years. Last year, though, we rented an Escape Campervan from their Des Moines location just south of Sea-Tac and drove the full route from home 'n back.
On our return, we had a little trouble with our van, "Nessie", and switched it out in Inglewood. While we were at that location, Kimmer got to talking with one of the associates who explained how a lot of their clients fly into LAX, Uber or Lyft themselves and their gear the couple miles to the Inglewood lot, load up, and drive off on their adventures from there.
We actually proof of concepted that concept for ourselves when we flew into Salt Lake City last year and adventured with an Escape Campervan to all the National Parks in the south of the state.
This time around, because of how our pair of reservations went down and how we're coordinating our schedules with family, we've got a few days before we've got to pick up our ride from Inglewood. So we're flying into our favorite airport, Long Beach, renting a car (Go Alamo!), and killing some days in Orange County starting with Universal Studios Hollywood later this morning where, due to a very random aligning of the planets, we're gonna see Linzy's old high school band, the Wildcats, performing because they're actually down here right now with gigs at Disney and Universal.
Crazy how that worked out... but we're very much looking forward to hanging out with the band director again. 😊
Okay. One last thing.
Yesterday morning, while we're at the airport waiting on our first flight, Kimmer turns to me and says
"So... are you amazed at my packing job?"
And the answer, which should've been an unqualified Yes... wound up being a qualified Yes. You see, our big bags of gear are subject to Southwest's fifty pound limit in order to avoid fees... and she came in at 47 and 47 and a half using the scale at our place. Which is really, really good. Only...
At the end of our Utah trip last year, she came in at 49 and 50 by dead reckoning. No scales involved.
Now that.
Was really impressive. 😁
Anyway...
It's a little vacation for us, a bunch of family, some coordinating Kimmer's gonna do on her aunt's behalf, a bit of catching up with an old friend, and yes... doing a touch of work on the road 'cause that was always gonna be unavoidable.
Still...
It's an adventure.
And we're on it.
☺️
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