I just finished reading Wild by Cheryl Strayed. The true story of a woman that hiked over 1,100 miles of the Pacific Coast Trail in the mid nineties. From the first line I was hooked. Even though our journeys were much different and hers was drastically harder, I recognized many similarities and could empathize with her through all of her struggles, challenges, celebrations and accomplishments along the way.
My journey began June 3 of this year after only 3 months of planning. After selling everything I owned, I left Vermont with my 4
greyhounds to travel the US. The plan was to visit different greyhound rescues and attend their events. I had planned a couple of stops and then I’d figure out the rest as I went.
We traveled over 6,000 miles this summer and fall attending picnics and beach events up and down the east coast. I met so many wonderful greyhound people, camping people and just people along the way.
Being more of a loner than a people person over the years, I’ve tried not to rely on others to help me or come to my rescue. I’ve always tried to figure things out on my own, learned to do things on my own and have mostly found my way through this world on my own. Even when embarking on this adventure, I imagined it being more of a solitary endeavor. Ironically, it has introduced me to more people and brought me closer to people than I have ever been.
So this Thanksgiving, for the first time in my life, I can actually say I’m thankful for All of the people in my life. People that helped me get started and have helped me and my dogs on our journey. People that I had never met in person until the day I showed up in their driveway or yard to stay a while, people that answered Facebook posts on camping questions I had, all the people that helped me resolve one issue after another with ideas, advice, links and information. People at campgrounds that helped me back in, hitch up, showed me where things were on my camper, taught me helpful RV’ing tips and advised me of gear I needed or gear I needed to upgrade. People that invited me to stay with them or to let them know when I was in town so we could get together, people that offered to help in any way they could. Even the simple Facebook comments that showed they were there with me in spirit meant a lot.
It’s been 5 1/2 months now and I can say I’m glad I made the jump into full time life on the road and even with all the challenges, we’ve had a blast on the road and I look forward to all of the new people I will meet along the way and all of the friends I will visit again. Happy Thanksgiving to you and yours!