Skidding In Broadside

Well … I’m not quite sure where to start. I think I feel a ramble coming on.

I have some thoughts to share, brought on by recent events, but having just returned home after nearly ten days of solo RV travel, I’m tired and finding my thoughts a bit disjointed. So, we’ll see how this turns out.

Right this minute, it seems important to get them written down. Not sure where it’ll go from there.

I believe I left off in my last blog post just after settling into my “campsite” in the parking lot of the Soldotna Sports Center, where Ronni and I were looking forward to a 3-day AKC Scent Work trial.

Camping on asphalt

I think I might just take the past five days and work my way backwards, breaking it up into two or three blog posts – starting with today and meandering back to where I left you in my last entry. Because today feels important.

So, back to the present (for now). Let’s just say, I’m home from my latest adventures safe and [mostly] sound. No worries. 😉

I have several more RV trips loosely planned over the next two months. Planning, however, does not seem to come naturally to me. Mostly, I’d rather wing it.

I have seldom been touted for planning ahead. If I had, my life would surely not have taken so many “interesting” and unexpected turns or wandered down quite so many rabbit holes. Maybe I was a Dachshund in a prior life?

I’ve pretty much always taken life as it came, for better or worse. Regrets? Yep, lots of them. Would I do it again? Most of it … you bet. It took me to the Upper Peninsula of Michigan – and it brought me to Alaska.

On the other hand, a little less impulsiveness might have meant I wouldn’t have found myself falling on my face (figuratively or literally) as often as I have over my 70+ years of life. 🤷‍♀️

Like Alice in Wonderland, over the years, I have often wondered how I got there – wherever “there” was. And what it is I’m still looking for. Because, obviously, there is something.

Life is a journey though, and the idea is to enjoy the journey. What would be the fun of it if nothing unexpected happened?

“It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.” Who said that? Charles Dickens, I think? In any case, the past week has been a little of both.

The Scent Work trial was definitely a highlight (more to come!). I was floating on Cloud Nine. Then I crashed to earth.

So, this happened yesterday.

It looks worse than it is, and honest – I haven’t been in an accident. I very literally was quietly walking Rhonda along a dirt and gravel road in a campground – and fell flat on my face. How embarrassing.

In future, I assure you I will heed the advice of my friends and my podiatrist – and wear proper footwear when on rough or uneven surfaces.

My excellent Hoka One One walking/running shoes … which I wasn’t wearing <sigh>.

So, I’ll heal up while looking forward to the next [properly shod] adventure. This silly incident just goes to show – I really am trying to live up to my favorite quote:

Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming “Wow! What a Ride!” – Hunter S. Thompson

Hey, next Friday is the first day of the Cook Inlet Kennel Club Barn Hunt trial! Ronni and I are busily resting up.

Published by 2dachsnite

I’m a RV Sometimer (less than full time, but more than a weekend warrior) living in Alaska, with dreams of seeing the country in my RV. I am 70 years old and married, but my husband isn’t a fan of RV travel, so my journeys are mostly solo except for my navigators; dachshunds Baxter & Rhonda. I’m also a spinner of tales - and a spinner of yarn (my other passion). My spinning wheel, along with the dogs, go along on all my travels. I look forward to sharing my stories, including photos and videos, with you.

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