I’m heading home.
The fire in Yosemite stymied my second attempt to get there (the first was because of snow). Other plans included areas with intense heat. It suddenly felt right to end this journey and head home. I had a great run. Six weeks is enough.
Since I last wrote, the trip continued to be filled with extreme beauty. Lopez, one of the San Juan Islands, is very laid back and peaceful. I had the most adorable little cottage, took several gorgeous walks, and spent time with my mom’s friend.
After a bit of a planning mistake (because I didn’t realize I needed to take a ferry to the Olympic Peninsula, I had no reservation so was extremely relieved to get on a ferry at all!), I made it to my new wonderful place on a river. I thoroughly enjoyed exploring Olympic National Park from a still snow-covered path on Hurricane Ridge, to the green stillness of the Hoh Rainforest, to the amazing rock formations of Rialto Beach.
I then drove to the Seattle area to visit with a cousin and his family. It was so great to see them. I took my poor car to be serviced and then turned it eastward, perhaps just in time since I am noticing more dizziness. Maybe it is just because I am tired. Who knows? I am only driving about six hours a day, so it will take a good week to get back. I am extraordinarily grateful to have had this adventure!