Nonetheless, we managed to squeeze in some fun time with friends, most notably a couple of days at Rocky Point on the second weekend in October. It also was the perfect place to launch into our continuing journey of full-time travels.
The weather was gorgeous, as it often is in early October in the Klamath Basin. The aspens and willows were turning to gold, there was a crisp coolness to the air, and it was still mild enough to sit outside and delight in camaraderie around a blazing campfire. We enjoyed a communal campfire breakfast, a tapas party one evening, lots of music, kayaking, and just hanging out and appreciating the beauty of nature and the company of friends. How lucky we are!
Reflections On The Morning Of Leaving
On the spur of the moment, Eric and I decide to spend an extra night. The morning was perfect for kayaking, and we couldn’t resist one more day on the lake before beginning our long journey to Florida. This is the epitome of a bittersweet moment—waving goodbye to our good friends as they one-by-one packed up and pulled out of the campground. These are the moments when I think, “Do I really want to be doing this? Do I really want to leave good friends and home behind?”
I wandered around the campground for a bit, taking in the beauty and the solitude, and feeling grateful for the freedom of our lifestyle, mixed with sadness at leaving friends and what is familiar. And then, at the edges of my nostalgia, I felt a tinge of excitement pulling me toward the adventures ahead.
We walked down to the dock and launched our kayak, gliding silently along the mirror-like waters. Our only companions were the Great-blue Herons quietly fishing, the American White Pelicans bobbing along in their choreographed dance, the Marsh Wrens scolding us in raspy voices, the Canada Geese honking in greeting, and the Bald Eagles majestically observing us from perches high in the Douglas firs. It was a glorious send-off.