How to move from Point A to Point B
There is this delightful notion from Douglas Pagels:
Some of the secret joys are not found by rushing from Point A to Point B, but by inventing some imaginary letters along the way.
My son, Jeremy, and daughter-in-law, Denise, travel in a 30′ Airstream when they’re working across the U.S. But when they book an international job, I’m called in to grand-dog-sit a little Brussels griffon, Chloe.
It’s always a fun assignment because it involves a mini-vacation in a gorgeous location (these past two weeks in Cascade Locks on the Columbia River) with uninterrupted writing time.
While my son and daughter-in-law hurried off to Point B in Ireland—because this is the season of their lives in which they’re working long hours to build a successful business—my grand-dog, Chloe, and I invented several imaginary letters between A and B.
We visited the historic lodge at Multnomah Falls …
Multnomah Falls with grand-dog (photo: fellow tourist)
… and marveled at the single-handed sailboats, sternwheelers, and kite boarders on the Columbia River.
Kite boarding on the Columbia (photo, Marlys)
At the campground, I met a new friend, Kristi. She and I hiked up to Dry Creek Falls. Where it happened to intersect the Pacific Coast Trail, we detoured so we could say we hiked part of the PCT. Because who wouldn’t want to make that claim?
On the Pacific Crest Trail (photo by Kristi)
Kristi is an early-retiree, traveling across the country six months of the year in a tiny 16’ Airstream. Which gave me pause.
Could I do something like that — maybe even more months of each year? What size Airstream could I live in long-term, and still be able to tow?
When I met Jeremy and Denise at the Portland Airport, our conversation turned to Airstream living. Daughter-in-law Denise pulled out her phone and found a nearby Airstream dealer.
And so we made a detour. And we stepped into several lot models, and it was determined that I could probably live full-time in a 23- or 25-footer.
Jeremy and Denise