Woke up to a rather busy camp with workers arriving first working on replacing polls for the multiple power and other lines running through the site. Another guy showed up for a run with his dog. Then the four-wheelers started to arrive.
I’m camping close to where I spent many weeks each summer at scout camp. According to the map on my phone I’m about 3 miles away from my favorite swimming hole. My bright idea was to bike out there. How long could it take for a six mile round trip? Well . . . apparently 3 hours and 36 minutes to ride 10-miles because I missed a turn. Of course I didn’t have cell service out there so I couldn’t tell where I was relative to where I wanted to be. So, there was a little bit of trial and error.
The road – if you could call it that – was full of rocks, roots, mud, and water, up to 18 inches deep in places. I’m lucky that it was 70 degrees out because my feet where wet.
I did finally come across the place I was looking for and it was just as great as I remembered.
After the bike ride I headed to the van dealer in Reno, Nevada, as my back doors somehow got out of alignment and I could see light coming through. At the dealer I enjoyed their assortment of beverages and took advantage of a very clean restroom. Alas, they couldn’t fix the doors and sent me in my way. I went to the hardware store and got some weather stripping and some Gorilla Tape. I will perform surgery in the morning.
The Chimney: This chimney belonged to a restaurant built in 1935 and burned to the ground in 1960. There is a Christmas-eve tradition for locals to gather and light a fire, sing Christmas carols and toast those that have gone on to the golden hills.
Found a place to camp at Wilson Lake in the National Forest.
Van-Tastic Adventures 