Not All Who Wander Are Lost

Not All Who Wander Are Lost
June, 2019 - Mount Denali, Alaska

Sunday, June 15, 2014

Happy Father’s Day

Happy Father’s Day to all the dads out there. Kevin and I have both lost our dads. In fact, Kevin’s dad has been gone for 37 years. I lost my dad 8 years ago.

Kevin, Evelyn & parents

Our wedding pictures are the last photos we have of Kevin’s dad. He died three months after our wedding at the very young age of 58. My dad died at the age of 70. In fact, his death was one of the reasons we decided to being our full time RVing journey. You never know what lies around the corner, and we wanted to make the most of our life. We’ve been loving every moment. So, to those of you who still have your dads, treasure your time with them. We are lucky to be the parents of two wonderful young men. Time marches on.

Speaking of our wedding, we celebrated our 37th wedding anniversary last Wednesday. We sure were young back then. I’m so lucky to be married to such a wonderful man!

The park has been quite busy. We’ve been near full the last few weekends, and our enclosed shelter has been rented as well. That means lots of cars and people all over the place. Overall, people behave quite well. My biggest annoyance is the people who don’t have their dogs on a leash. The fine is $175 if someone calls the sheriff on them. Hardly seems worth the risk. I just keep reminding them.

I also don’t understand why it is so hard to get the hand towels in the women’s bathroom into the garbage can. I’m constantly having to pick up the wet hand towels off the floor and put them in the can. The men don’t seem to have nearly the trouble with this as the women do.

I guess if these are the worst of our troubles, things are really not so bad. I know there are other campgrounds with far worse problems. Our little campground is truly a gem.

The Canadian Geese were very busy reproducing this year. The boat launch area has several families of geese. Kevin counted between 40 and 50 babies one day. The paths around that area are mine fields of goose poop. There’s really nothing we can do about it. Just one of the joys of living in nature.

Geese at Derge

Don’t wish upon a star – Reach for one!