The forecast overnight and for Monday was almost an inch of rain. I climbed up the S. Smith River into the NF and set up camp. As the sun set, an Australian family in a minivan showed up, or more accurately a ginger woman in a long dress approached me through a tunnel of wet orange leaves and sword fern. In a strong Australian accent she tells me she has 5 kids but they won't be up late. I glance around my campsite by the river and offer it to them. In 5 minutes I'm completely packed up, veggies and rice dinner in my cup and bouncing up the rocky road as their minivan scraped by. "The gift of travel is the best thing you can ever give those kids." I say through his opened window. A wide smile grows under his red, green and gold hatbrim, "Thanks". The forecast overnight and for Monday was almost an inch of rain. I climbed up the S. Smith River into the NF and set up camp. As the sun set, an Australian family in a minivan showed up, or more accurately a ginger woman in a long dress approached me through a tunnel of wet orange leaves and sword fern. In a strong Australian accent she tells me she has 5 kids but they won't be up late. I glance around my campsite by the river and offer it to them. In 5 minutes I'm completely packed up, veggies and rice dinner in my cup and bouncing up the rocky road as their minivan scraped by. "The gift of travel is the best thing you can ever give those kids." I say through his opened window. A wide smile grows under his red, green and gold hatbrim, "Thanks". I bounce along and finally turn for the 3mi 4x4 trail to Rattlesnake Lake, mostly because I liked the ring of the name. Muddy bogs and sharp boulders met me it the fading light of day. After a long three miles I reached a flat campground area and a Lilly Pad covered lake. This would make a nice "Rain Camp" for the upcoming storm. I bounce along and finally turn for the 3mi 4x4 trail to Rattlesnake Lake, mostly because I liked the ring of the name. Muddy bogs and sharp boulders met me it the fading light of day. After a long three miles I reached a flat campground area and a Lilly Pad covered lake. This would make a nice "Rain Camp" for the upcoming storm. The forecast overnight and for Monday was almost an inch of rain. I climbed up the S. Smith River into the NF and set up camp. As the sun set, an Australian family in a minivan showed up, or more accurately a ginger woman in a long dress approached me through a tunnel of wet orange leaves and sword fern. In a strong Australian accent she tells me she has 5 kids but they won't be up late. I glance around my campsite by the river and offer it to them. In 5 minutes I'm completely packed up, veggies and rice dinner in my cup and bouncing up the rocky road as their minivan scraped by. "The gift of travel is the best thing you can ever give those kids." I say through his opened window. A wide smile grows under his red, green and gold hatbrim, "Thanks".
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T & D
10/21/2014 01:25:27 pm
Mike keep them photos coming ..
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Mike SaundersIn May 2014 I quit my job to ride a Honda Ruckus over 69'000 mi and counting. Wild camping most nights and cooking most of my own meals, I keep the costs low and the landscape changing. Archives
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