Blog 1569, 23 June 2018, Saturday
Thursday was the long day I dreaded but thanks to friends, we survived. Don and Karin drove us the two hour trip to Berkeley from their east Sacramento home, and back again to pick up our car in northwest Sacramento. That generosity of their endurance that enabled us to drive to Grants Pass, getting in about 9:30, bleary headed and stiff of body. But, know this, the day was worth it. We spoke to only ten people of whom ten cared deeply for Africa, especially Tanzania. All but one had been to Tanzanian, all had supported students and projects. They were with us there but we knew their hearts were in Africa, as are ours. It’s really hard not to be interesting when everyone loves what you’re talking about. It’s a subject for the heart and a whole lot more.
Friday was our drive to Crater Lake. I know now why I never visited there, it’s not on the road to anywhere. But it is lovely and consistently so. As with every other step of this venture (or series of adventures), it was the people who made the day. Jim and Pam are almost our age, the day was sunny and warm, and it was good, including the pie break at Beckie’s at the Rogue Gorge, a 500-foot canyon sliced through the rock of the mountain, 25-feet wide at its narrowest, with an average water flow strong enough to fill an Olympic-sized swimming pool in one minute.
It is Jean’s hope that we’ll get up at 6 this morning (it’s 3:30 a.m.) and be on our way by 6:30, making the 6½ hour trip and being home by 1. That doesn’t seem possible, actually being at home with only a few miniscule ventures planned for the rest of the year; also, it sounds really good. But then, so does losing weight and other good-sounding but clearly unattainable goal. Since January when we went to Africa, then Europe, and now California with our few days home centered on various dental visits (and one more, July 2nd), we’re going to re-establish our life style of not moving every other day. We do have two camping outings and Jean has a week in Minnesota planned in early August for the Wahlstrom Invitational Golf Tournament, but we’ll be around generally. Nothing is planned for fishing, but I expect good things will still happen on those waters. Home, that’s a good thought! Love,