Been on the road for a whole week and I have to admit it has been next to impossible to find enough time to put together this next journal entry. Currently I’m holed up in a motel just on the southern edge of the Adirondack Park as cold rain is welcoming me.
I will travel further into the park in a couple hours and into the general direction of Blue Mountain Lake. I’m thinking seriously of getting another warm and dry motel for tonight. It’s not much fun camping when a heavy sky is pelting one with cold rain and then later climbing into a somewhat clammy sleeping bag in the back of a covered pickup truck for the night. If the sun refuses to bless me, that will at least give me more time to put together videos of this week of being on the road.
Except for hours mandated by body for sleeping it has been non-stop “doing” things with others. (and you all know how that goes!)
I’ll give a short recap of the last week.
I arrived at a large campgrounds in Massachusetts and near the Atlantic Ocean where my sister, nephew Eric and wife Kari and 3-year old Alex have been staying while they work the nearby Renaissance Festival. (They are Festival “roadies” and they have a large “5th wheel” trailer with all the amenities that you and I have in our homes, internet service, Sat dish, running hot water bath, kitchen etc., so it’s not like they are all squeezed into some soggy small tent and biting off one another's faces for the lack of space.
There is a certain vagabond sense in traveling and working the fairs all around the country that I do find somewhat magnetic because of my own past (which we won’t get into here) and I have to admit I am somewhat attracted to the life style. Certainly there is a sacrifice of creature comforts for the sake of movement and new experiences, not to mention making money. But that's always the case which is why workin' folks take vacations but with vacations one tends to spend more than making the $$s. Always there are trade-offs no matter what our life styles are.
Their next stop is Texas in October... then Florida for the winter fairs, then... well, even they don't know that far ahead.
Eh, they’re young and tough and haven’t been made soft and flubbery by a regular house and central air like I have. Again, I say it’s “all Patti’s fault!”. She made me go fluffy!
This was my first Renaissance Faire so I found it to be most interesting. Below is video of some of the action.
By the way, I’ve set myself the task of making videos NO LONGER than 3 minutes or the length of the chosen background song playing so as to hopefully maintain interest, without dragging things on and on for you. A lot of footage hits the “cutting room floor” with those self-imposed limits when I put together videos.
Anyway, here’s some fair samples:
Ok.. Martha's Vineyard images and video tomorrow. It's time for me to get back on the road.. still heading north, I think. I'm feeling a bit like a blind butterfly flitting this way and that hoping to fill up my sense of "now what?".
Here's the route I've taken so far. Wish me luck in finding open WiFi and sunshine. I'm thinking maybe to roll up and into Maine where I once-upon-a-time some 30 years ago I hiked up Mt Katahdin in Baxter State Park.
Not sure I'm ready to repeat my past because of my well-aged fluffiness!
:-D
