Morning finds us camped above the San Antonio River, and a bike ride from the Arroyo Seco River, in Los Padres National Forest. There are others in the vicinity but camping is dispersed and we can’t see them. It is private, lovely with wildflowers, rich in striking rock formations, and quiet … except for the sound of water over rock, wind in the trees, and the song of birds and frogs. Our first campsite of the trip; not so shabby …

We have met some neighbors, camped around bends and beyond rock faces. Sylva and her husband have been here a couple of weeks already. They have a Four Wheel Camper like ours so we figured them for kindred spirits. Originally from Santa Maria, California, they now live in southwestern Utah. When they come back to California, they camp here and their kids and friends come up and join them. How cool is that? We got tips on good places to go and someone to call should we ever need help passing through Utah. Beyond them a piece, and on the way to a nice swimming hole, is a nice man whose name I can’t remember. His dog is named Hitchcock. And his closest neighbors are two guys, one of whom is from Santa Cruz. Small world, ain’t it? And so far, the world is a good place.

Steve took a bike ride to a swimming hole on the Arroyo Seco. On the way he met a couple, here for the first time like us, but still looking for a place to camp. They have a Four Wheel Camper too, and believe it or not, they are from Santa Cruz. How could he not give them the skinny on where to camp?

I spent some time today working … yes, actually for money … and totally solar powered. And doing yoga in the ramp room. Steve just put a fruity beverage and a bowl of Yumm! Sauce-flavored vegetable-shrimp stir fry in front of me so I’m signing off now. We’re not exactly roughing it, are we?

p.s. okay… it isn’t perfect here. There is poison oak everywhere. Grayson is po’d (take that either way and it’s accurate) because we didn’t want him out. Then when he got out anyway, he got washed. Now he’s locked in his pen. In a perfect world, there would be no poison oak!

It is fitting that our new solar panels look like wings since our solar power system will free us to camp off the grid (like the S. Fork of the Umpqua River pictured below) and still decadently run our laptops, connect to the internet and do web updates. Of course, a little bit of sunshine would help! Even with the cloud cover and rain, we were keeping our batteries topped off operating in conservation mode. It will be awesome when we get a clear sunny day!

This morning finds us camped along the Rogue River in Valley of the Rogue State Park. It’s a bit more crowded than I prefer (unlike the Whistler County Park on the Umpqua which we had entirely to ourselves) but beautiful, and the solar is redundant since we have hookups. The sun is starting to shine and we’ll be able to run the fridge on solar while we drive today! Fingers are crossed that chain restrictions will be lifted before we cross Siskiyou Pass as we don’t have any, and we need to cover some miles today and tomorrow in order to be back “home” for Noche’s next vet appointment.