We Are Out of Here

Buttoned up and rolling. JazDog is putting on her goggles and getting ready for the long haul. We will be doing a short shot to Olympia this morning/afternoon and spend the evening with Mover T and the Donna Lynn.

I feel a sense of dislocation; with all the things going on in the world today I am just turning it off and walking away. I guess, in my self view, there is no longer anything I can do about the Affairs of Men -- no white papers to write, no candidate to advise, no organization to develop, no march to walk, not even the old men to sit and grouse with...I have done all the damage to be done...now it is just me and the dog chasing the horizon from dawn to dusk. I here by abandon my place on the Wheel to those with vision, energy and a thirst for vain power/glory...it is yours do as you may.

As is appropriate at these times, it is raining hard...the soft wet had of Washington pushing me out the door to a new solo adventure.

The End Is Near

Finishing up all the prep work. Cleaning up the lot and washing the Trailer at Gold Bar. Putting everything away and winterizing the trailer. Will line out everything tomorrow morning and head out.

I know it is not right but I have zero interest in seeing anything or going anywhere in Washington State. It has to do with the crowds and the lack of space. Trying to find a place to dry camp is very difficult and there is competition for these places. The crowding creates an undertow of anger and frustration which I don't react to well.

I will visit friends outside of Olympia then over the mountain, through the woods and a quick sprint over the desert to the Oregon line. I will be camping in the Blues and slide over to Hells Canyon. From there Idaho...I do not know which end of the Canyon I will cross over until I get there.

Names: Everyone knows that The Dog's name is Jaz, JazDog or Jasmin. I am thinking about calling the little 4x4 (Suzuki Samaria) "Rock" and the Camper Van will be Roll. That will make all of my traveling crew musical. For those of you who know my musical skills the humor of this is blatent. Size wise Rock is more of a Pebble.

This is the learning phase of blogging for me and I want to point out that Jaz is no help what so ever. The above picture is this morning's run. She is ready to hit the road.

The Blog is a major undertaking for me. Learning new things is not as easy as it was in the past. The next thing on the agenda for the Blog is to set up the links to my GPS Spot.

I am down to the baseline details of leaving for over a year. I have to tamp down the desire to just throw the last of the stuff in, button everything down and hit the road.

JazDog morning run