My time in Iowa was up and I was ready to get back to our wandering life. After a flight cancelation and a scrambled rebooking, I made it back to California. We had one more (for Aaron) night at Orland Buttes and then we packed up and headed north to Lake Shasta.
About half way there, Aaron realized that we had left one of our Ring cameras behind. This is a frequent mistake, but we usually remember in time to turn around and go get it. This time, we were too far to justify going back. We set up camp and ordered a new one to pick up in Redding in a day or two. And I am really, really glad we did! We had a visitor the very next night.
When I woke up the next morning, there was an alert that a person was spotted on one of the cameras. Of course, I looked to see who was lurking around our campsite at 3 or 4 in the morning. Ummm, not a person, and I’m pretty sure it was a grizzly bear. Needless to say, we stayed very alert, and the bear spray was never far from reach.
The campground started filling up Friday and was completely full by Saturday night. It was Labor Day weekend, and people were having a great, noisy time. Monday came around, and we had the place almost to ourselves.
We were also able to enjoy a few quiet, rainy days.
The rest of our week was quiet. Murphy swam a lot, Aaron worked, I piddled around. Then, I got a call from my younger brother. It was time to move our dad from assisted living to a skilled nursing facility. He had been on a wait list for one, and there was finally an available room. I began to book my flights back to Iowa to meet up with my brothers and get him settled into his new home.
Aaron and I loaded up and moved to our next destination, Bidwell Canyon State Park. On the way, we did laundry and grabbed groceries. We got there, got set up, and settled in. The next day, I packed my bags, watched deer wander by, and then after a good night’s sleep, it was time to head back to the Sacramento Airport and back to Iowa.
Wandering Cindi 