Wednesday, June 29
A severe thunderstorm warning goes out for the town of Bellevue, ID, where I’m currently camping at Hayspur Hatchery. Nickle-sized hail pings off the roof of the Casita as I peer through the rain-splattered window of my diminutive home, parting the blinds farther to make sure my eyes aren’t deceiving me. Is he really…?
Yep. My neighbor in the next RV over is out tending his grill in the hailstorm. Now there’s a man who takes his meat seriously! I applaud his dedication but question his priorities, that can’t feel good. I time him at about 10 seconds before he darts back inside.
The hail doesn’t last long, but thunder rolls through the campground for a good two hours. Near 9 pm the sun slips below the storm-clouds and transforms the landscape into something surreal: the sky is nearly black, and the trees and grass are yellow. Color, saturation, and contrast have not been touched in these photos.
There’s a full rainbow in the sky, but it’s sepia-toned against the dark clouds.
It almost looks like the campground has been transported to another place. Five minutes later, the sun sets and we’re back on Earth again. How cool was that?
Tuesday, July 5
On the 30th, The Little Guide To Dreaming Big is published. I stick close to the Casita for the next five days, watching over the book launch to make sure there are no issues. Everything goes well (only one minor issue with the blog newsletter not going out on time), the guide is well received, and the introductory special concludes successfully on the 4th. Woohoo, thanks everyone and I hope those of you who purchased enjoy it!
After the holiday weekend, I’m ready to leave the campground scene behind in favor of a boondock in the mountains. From my preliminary scouting last week, I know there’s no Verizon signal up in Sawtooth National Forest, but it’s super pretty up there and with the launch complete I no longer need access to the internet 24/7.
The spot I talked about last post is open! I leave Bertha and Cas in a pullout along 75 and walk down to make sure the spur road is still in good condition after all the rain. The road is fine, this is going to be a good camp…
It’s right along the river (I’d call it a stream, but maps say it’s the Big Wood River) with an unobstructed view, I can get in the water at my site if I wish. A few pine (lodgepole maybe?) provide shade for sitting outside, but it’s still open enough that I can move my solar panel around on its 10′ tether and keep it in the sun all day. The only downfall as I said is the lack of phone signal, but with scenery like this that’s an acceptable loss.
I sit out in my chair and listen to the water burbling over rocks. Hayspur Hatchery got quite busy over the weekend and while my neighbors were all well behaved, it feels great to get away from the vacationers and back into nature. I take a deep breath and let my troubles and worries out with it. For me, camping in a natural setting like this is the best way to relax and get the creative juices flowing. While I’m here hopefully I’ll glean some inspiration on what my next big project should be. In the meantime, I have a hiking date tomorrow to look forward to!
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