The Biggest Rig in the Forest
A cool hour of driving has taken “the beast” from high windy desert rock to cool forest. It’s an amazing transformation and the setting is practically perfect. Our window opens to a view of deep blue lake, rolling hills, birds riding in spirals on the evening light and the sweet sounds of a faint wind echoing through the pine. We’re one of 3 campers currently in the campground and for $10/night it really doesn’t get any better than this. As I sit on our enormous “patio” soaking in the abundance of nature (and a rather nice pinot noir) I can honestly say that this is why we went RVing. I feel at one with the world and extremely grateful for the chance to be here.
It didn’t all come by itself, mind you. We actively seek out natural and remote campgrounds and we often take “the beast” where others would not. The road to our current abode, Lake Roberts is what some might call “just barely ample” and there’s not exactly a lot of info about this place. It’s no surprise that we’re (by far) the largest rig here. Our enormous girth often sticks out in the crowd attracting curious passerby’s and comments of “my you’re big” which, as a woman, I pride myself on taking rather gracefully with the answer “indeed we are”.
To be honest we probably ended up with a rather larger RV than we should have. We bought the rolling home on somewhat of an impulse and didn’t really stop to think practically about the type of camping we like to do. I can only blame lack of logic and inexperience from the process of passing directly from backpacking to RVing (rather a lot of developmental gaps there, you know).
Then again these things are rather common for me, having spent a lot of time “off the beaten path” in my life. I often end up doing things others would question and I can’t say I ever regret it. “The beast” is supremely comfortable and has lead to relationships and conversations we might never otherwise have had, and this RVing experience is something we’ll remember for the rest of our lives. It also goes to show that, despite apparent limitations with a bit of pluck (as the English would say, what), some cunning, a sprinkle of luck and an open mind you can experience truly amazing things almost anywhere.
It’s all rather philosophical, I do admit, but somehow it all makes sense. Trust in life, take the leap and you’ll always be rewarded. We may well be the biggest rig in the forest, but we fit in perfectly nonetheless and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Note: We are removed from both bits and bytes out here, so next post will be a few days. Ancient cities, Nina on a ladder and more pinot noir coming up so fear not, the gripping adventure will continue…