Well, I have been away from the blog for a little bit, but rest assured, I have been still having amazing adventures and spending time with great people while being away from the computer. I am aware of a few of ya'll who have been reading these posts, but I suspect there are at least a few people who are reading of whom I am not aware. I would love to know if your enjoying keeping up with BDog and me. Leave a comment or something! Maybe we can even start a conversation going...
So, I left Green Oaks Creek Farm a week ago already and I miss it there. Thanks again to all the fabulous people there for welcoming me and making feel at home. I was planning on leaving on that Saturday, the day before, but a 24 hour flu had other ideas for me. I'll spare you the graphic details but I pretty much laid in the fetal position all day feeling sorry for myself. The next day I felt well enough to drive to Truckee where I met my old college friend and roommate Adam. Adam and his roommates welcomed me and the dog.
We enjoyed the fabulous Lake Tahoe by driving to the North Shore and finding a great rocky beach. A nice group of us swam in the crystal clear waters and did our best lizard impressions by sun-bathing on the rocks. Later that evening, we enjoyed a bbq at some friends. The next day brought a little bit of disc golf, but we went in the middle of the afternoon and forgot water. So, we skipped a couple of holes in order to stay alive and find water. Personally, my head was spinning as I was still dehydrated from the flu and not being used to the hot sun at altitude. Needless to say it was not my best performance on the golf course but we had fun anyway. Later that afternoon, three of us rode our bikes to Donner Lake and drank a few beers and swam around in the very brisk water.
I took the loneliest highway in America through Nevada when I left Truckee, 50, and it really is lonely. I even had a bit of a scare on that highway. There are not a lot of services and they are few and far between. Well, when I started the car in the morning, my gas light was on. I'm not exactly sure how many miles I can go while that light is on, but I went 67 that morning. I was very worried that I would have to take a bike down and ride 30 miles or something to the next gas station. I played it pretty smart by only driving 55 mph and coasting down the hills. After that nervous morning, I drove through the amazing scenery of Utah. I passed by brilliant canyons and rock structures.
I then entered Colorado. When one drives into this state, there is a large sign reading, Welcome to colorful Colorado. Colorado means colorful in Spanish. So the sign really reads welcome to colorful colorful. Anyway, I got a laugh out of it. I am currently staying in the beautiful home of Pat and Cindy Bouchard. Pat was an old scout master of mine and Mark, their son, is a good friend of mine. They have a beautiful home in Conifer with an amazing view of the Mountains from windows and porch. I feel very grateful for their hospitality as each evening I've watched the sun go down and the moon come up from their hot tub! I start my new job tomorrow! But, BDog isn't allowed this first week of training. The Bouchards are going to let him stay with them. They are great people.
The road trip is basically over but I still very much feel in transition. I'll post all about the new job soon and when I move into my cabin I can post some pics of that space too. Until then...
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