So, I’m back. Two weeks early.
The trip started out fine in my beloved Salida, CO. Here’s Sam enjoying the campsite at Four Seasons RV Resort:
And here’s Sadie, holding her own against our giant neighbor:
I planned to take a few days to myself to write, then hang out with a friend for the weekend, but the friend couldn’t come. So I ended up spending a full week in one place by myself. Sure, it’s a delightful place, but one week sitting still, alone (no offense, Sam), didn’t feel right. I was restless and lonely, despite the gorgeous landscape:
I took that picture from a trail on BLM land, across the river from the campsite, and somewhere on it I lost my iPhone. (Note to self: when running, phones bounce out of unzippered pockets.) I didn’t want to be without a phone traveling alone, plus I didn’t want to deal with pain-in-the-ass issues like no Google Maps app.
Replacing the phone took way too long, and then Verizon could only ship it to my house. In Taos. Which is hours in the opposite direction of where I was heading.
All this pushed my timing off, so I then missed other friends I was supposed to meet in Yellowstone. Which made me cranky. And still, I couldn’t shake this sense of loneliness, of feeling like the trip was, I don’t know, random. I kept asking myself, What the hell am I doing? Which felt like a much bigger question than one about travel plans.
So I went home, and a couple days later my new phone arrived. But by then I was done, I didn’t have the motivation to pack up again and head back out. I couldn’t gear up to finish my Scamp Interrupted.
Which, once I got over my crankiness, turned out to be fine. I was so happy to be back in Taos. I woke up in my bed, Sam curled beside me on the floor, and felt calm. Not lonely, even though it was still just Sam and me.
I realize none of this was life-threatening or even Scamp-threatening. I had time to restart the trip. But it felt (feels) like something bigger was (is) going on.
I’m wondering if any of you have dealt with this loneliness on the road. I don’t remember it being so intense when I first started Scamping – is it a phase? I’d love to hear your take on it.