Ok, one more update. Call it Needles to Chico

Then we can get into the good stuff.

P and I headed back to Turtle Mountain Wilderness Area. She had planned to stay for 11 days and ended up extending it another 8 or so. We had a great 3 weeks at Turtle Mtn, I took her to Vegas for the flight back to Chico.

I had planned to stay for another 2 months near Joshua Tree and pick her up at LAX on April 2, but after a week or so I developed some symptoms that concerned me and P and I had begun conversations about relationship so I headed for Chico to see my doc and continue the conversations with P in person. I arrived in Chico on Feb 7 and will be seeing my doc on the 24th, this Thursday. I'd like to get some blood tests, and talk about the rapid tumor growth. Basically check in and see if there's anything new going on and what I might be able to do about it.

Needless to say there has been lots of discussion between myself and P about relationship, my prognosis, concerns for the future and all of the usual angsty and sweet and loving issues about life on the dirtball.

From Yuma To Carlsbad Beach to Chico

The by myself adventure through the Southwest was over before it really began. I made some lovely connections and did some very deep spiritual and emotional work, but it became increasingly clear that being out on the road by myself was ill advised. I headed back to San Diego stopping with friends there again for a few nights and then up to Carlsbad beach where I parked for 3 nights.

From there I went to Lake Skinner for 1 night and then North where I spent a night in Fresno and then arrived in Chico/Paradise for about a week. Then I headed North again. Got as far as Yreka, spent a night in an RV park and made it to Eugene where I camped at a pretty empty city RV park on the McKenzie River for 8 nights.

By the time I arrived in Eugene, I was hammered and spent most of the week in bed. Friends invited me over for breakfast on Sunday and I was able to reconnect with some of the scamps from the previous summer's retreat near Ashland.

Rob had offered to take the train down to Eugene from Mt. Vernon to 'get me' and I pretty much needed to be rescued at that point. I may have a few photos from Eugene. Lemme check.