After finishing up work at the end of May, our summer of being vagabonds began. Since then, we’ve covered a lot of ground. We’ve been to 14 states, visited numerous friends, spent time with family, been to two weddings, celebrated my grandparents 70th wedding anniversary, ran mountain trails, slept in the truck at campsites and at roadside rest areas, eaten some fantastic food, met new friends, seen historic areas, visited five national parks, camped in beautiful areas, witnessed one of the greatest running events in the world, converted our truck into a full blown camping machine and driven lots and lots of miles. This summer is the realization of so many long time fantasies of mine. Moving West. Traveling quasi aimlessly. Running mountain trails nearly daily. Visiting friends and family at a slower pace. Not working for an entire summer. We are now nearly two months into our summer, so what do I think? I think… I love it! Its been different than expected in many ways, we’ve been more busy than I would have guessed, we’ve adapted to our vagabond life more easily than I would have anticipated, we have spent less money than I would have imagined, and we’ve had fewer “tough times” than I could have even hoped for. But, what has been most striking to me is how unbelievably fortunate we have been and how gracious our friends/family have been as we travel – THANK YOU, to all who have made our trip possible and special.
With all this behind us, we have a lot more ahead. We are “home” for a few days to collect mail, see friends, exchange gear, run errands, and rest up before heading out again. Our path is somewhat clear and while I’m excited for those plans yet to come, I’m also looking forward to getting settled into our new home, finding a job, finishing up training for Wasatch 100, and all the fun things yet to be uncovered. Am I leaving a lot out? Of course, we’ve been in constant motion for nearly two months and I haven’t wanted to slow down to write it all down but maybe someday.