Yesterday I actually worked on tackling a garage re-do and
clean. I don’t deal with clutter very well, especially not in the office or
garage, two of the places I love the most in this world. So I put on the work
gloves, fired up some old Tesla, and began dismantling the mess.
I was re-arranging the camping gear when I realized how long
it has been since I’ve actually camped. Each item made me wish I was in Big
Bear, feet propped up, soda in the drink holder, good book in my lap. For me,
there’s nothing like a couple/few days in the wilderness to reset the system.
I’m also considering the purchase of a small camp trailer so
that the sweetie and I don’t have to set up a tent and pack the vehicle every
single time we go. We’d just leave the camp stuff in the trailer, and worry
about food/water/beer and extras. That’s what I’m talkin’ bout.
Of course, the thought of yanking a camp trailer to a remote
spot and spending the weekend filled my stomach with butterflies. I’m so glad
the camp season is upon us, because a get-out-of-town is definitely on the
docket.
I missed SoCalFest this year, and it is the first one since
’06, I believe, that I couldn’t make. I’ve just started a new job and the first
paycheck hasn’t come in yet, so I really didn’t have much choice this year.
Also, SoCalFest was moved to Calico, and I’m not much of a rock crawler type;
I’d much rather be surrounded by trees and green than, well, rock. I like
Calico, though, and will probably camp there someday.
Anyhow, that’s the story at this point. Who else is itching to get into the outdoors for a weekend but hasn’t done so in a while? We’ll have to set something up this summer. If we go to Big Bear, we can also shoot guns. Who’s in?
