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I’ve Got it Bad, And That Ain’t Good

It’s only been a month. One Month! But I am starting to get restless. I had planned on it being two and a half months, but now I know Ican’t wait that long. Well, maybe can’t is a strong word. I don’t want to wait that long. I’m missing it terribly. I’m day dreaming about it. I’m ¬†fantasizing

Our Casita is the best road companion ever.
Our Casita is the best road companion ever.

about all the things I could do. No, I’m not talking about a person that I’m pining after or some food I’ve decided to give up in an effort to make myself better. I’m talking about traveling.
Yes, the travel bug doesn’t wait very long before it’s back nibbling on my brain. I believe these bites cause fever, and once you have the fever you can’t shake it. It was just a month ago that we spent the weekend in Prescott, AZ. And it was a great trip! My plans were for us to stay

No home is complete without mood lighting.
No home is complete without mood lighting.
We almost made it to the Southern boarder of the Arizona trail on our weekend hike. Unfortunately a potential storm sent us back to the truck.
We almost made it to the Southern boarder of the Arizona trail on our weekend hike. Unfortunately a potential storm sent us back to the truck.

home for the two and half months until Doug’s Most Excellent Birthday Adventure was to take place so we could save some money and just hang out a little. But now I know that waiting until September is going to drive me nutty. So, I’m in the process of planning a weekend trip to Northeastern Arizona where the temperatures are cooler and there will be sights¬†that I’ve never seen before! And for me, there is nothing better than to wake up in a new place with new adventures ahead of you.
I often wish I could curve this desire to get out and go. It’s tough when you know there are roads out there you’ve never traveled and places you’ve never seen. It creates a restlessness that can only be cured by getting out and traveling. Is this an addiction? Am I just wired to be this way? I definitely think I’ve come by it honestly. My Mom dearly loves to travel although she doesn’t tend to wander quite as far off as I do. But I think she would if thought she could. And then there was my Grandfather who always, always, always talked about traveling. But such adventures were not to be tolerated by my Grandmother. To this day I have no idea how he cooled his heels and stayed put. Maybe he just loved her that much and keeping the peace was more of a priority to him. Maybe the less you go the more you become okay with it. I’m not sure exactly how that works, but I can remember a few conversations many years ago that ended with me saying to the Hubs, “If you don’t want to go I’ll just see you when I get back.”
So for now I’m trying to remain calm for about two more weeks, and then we’re on the road at least for the weekend. And when you have “Ramblin’ Fever” sometimes a weekend dose of excitement is exactly what will help until the next bout of fever kicks in!

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