We’re at a campsite just north of Williams Lake, BC. The mechanic was encouraging and after he tweeked a thing or two, he deemed SweetEsther completely road worthy in spite of her new creaks and groans. So we forwent the scenic route and took her up the Kokahala to make up time (she handled those hills like a champ!) We have to be in Prince George Tomorrow to sign papers for our new house!
This area was hard-hit by forest fires last summer and they are watching it very closely this year as well. We set up camp, hearing the water bombers flying overhead, surrounded by firefighters who will spend their summer here, living in RVs while they fight the fires in BC’s dense forests. God bless them! Our neighbour tonight a pilot who flies a helicopter, living in an old camperized Dodge for the time being. Really nice guy.
We’ve met so many awesome people on our journey. Just this morning I stopped to talk with an elderly man at our RV site in Merritt. I’d noticed he spent a lot of time sitting outside his trailer, just staring at it. I stopped to talk to him and he showed me the map outline of the USA on the side of his trailer, half filled in with stickers from the states he had visited. He told me he had visited all the states in his previous RV and was just starting again with the new one.
And while the mechanic was looking over our Westy, I got to meet the driver of another Westy that was in for brakes work. Bierget and her dog, Ayla, were travelling from Calgary to Gabriola Island where she and her husband had bought a defunct vinyard and are turning it into a self-sustaining farm. I loved getting to know her even for such a short time and I wished I’d had more time to hear her whole story!
Every day is like this. Every day there are new people, new friends. It’s like a club you are instantly in, no questions asked. We drive down the highway giving and receiving the Westy-wave (peace sign) and feeling this amazing belonging to a breed of people who just get it, who are willing to drive slow on the hills and let life unfold, at least while we are riding in our vans. And it makes me sad to think it’s almost over.
I’ve learned so much about myself (I’m not really shy! I can talk to strangers and they quickly become friends….who knew!) I love it! And I don’t want it to end. But when it does, it will be because I have another project to begin – a house restoration with my hubby! Too many exclamations, but I’m excited. It’s all unfolding as it should, and the only time I really suffer is when I worry or fret about it not being as I think it should be. It’s all good. I am blessed! So very very blessed!