Home sweet home. And just like that, it’s over. Here we are.
This morning we got up and went up the gondola near Wallowa Lake to enjoy the view from the top with the price, but not the effort of getting there. Apparently we underestimated just how cold it would be up on top. Within the first five minutes of beginning to explore the various views, Lucas slid on the dirt/gravel and gouged his hand. Couple a tummy ache, with being cold and a bleeding hand = not much fun for anyone. So, we took in as much view as we could and headed back down the gondola to hit the road.
Collectively, we decided that we were ready to go home and that, today was the day. So, that is what we did.
Charlotte, my long time friend Liz’s six year old daughter, had hand sewn us a little pouch with some sweet, original designs on the front, which contained a letter-pressed welcome home card with her artwork on it. She tied two balloons to it and had designed it to be attached to our front door, so it could welcome us home. So sweet!
Lucas was giddy at the prospect of getting home. Initially, Tillie was on board, but when we hit the greater city limits, she decided she was not so sure. I think I’m with Tillie on this one. I like the idea of being home, it’s time. However, what we’ve been doing has been fantastic and something I will never forget. I fear that I like the idea of being home more than the reality. Time will tell.
What I do know is that this has been a life shaping experience. I want to thank all of you that have faithfully read along. My intention with the blog was not so much to make our journey public, but to have a record of it to reference and reflect on. Essentially, I was hoping it would be the basis for my memory, which tends to fail me. Given that our kids are young, I thought it could be something that they could have to remind them of this summer and that they could look at for years to come. The support and comments that you all have shared along the way have been immensely moving to me. People that I haven’t heard from in years reached out to tell me how much they enjoyed and savored reading. People that I see and hear from constantly did the same.
While it didn’t matter to me if anyone was reading along, I am proud that our journey has impacted so many of you so positively. I thank you for sharing what it’s meant to you.
Here’s a look at our journey in numbers:
We passed through and visited 2 countries, 6 provinces and 21 states. We are now the proud owners of, give or take, 24 new McDonalds toys. 11, 056 is the total number of miles John drove and we spent $2622.64 in gas. On Tuesday, July 27th, 127 of you read the blog — the most in one day, but it has been viewed 4,673 times to date – if you’re reading this now, add 1. We spent a total of 43 nights in the trailer and swam in 19 pools, 2 lakes, 2 rivers and the 1 ocean. I took 9,290 photographs! Along the way we saw countless buffalo, 6 bears, 1 snapping turtle, 3 fox, 4 wolves, 1 coyote, 1 pike, about a dozen elk, hundreds of pigs, about 20 goats – mountain and domestic, a bunch of chickens, a handful of cats and many, many dogs, 8 dolphins and 20,000 motorcyclists, give or take.
And in 75 days away, we have zero regrets.
For Sale: 18’ lightweight travel trailer. All fixed up and ready for another family to create their own adventure.