Differences… why we are who we are????

This week, leaving my brother Jim and the best birthday
I’ve had in years, I headed north out of NV into ID. (Photo by Marla Laughlin) 

First thing I needed to do was find some wilderness and just decompress and I  met this guy!  I had a wonderful hike (see Nevada Hike page) and spent the night before heading on to Idaho.  Also see the Drive North.

Maryann having breakfast in her van.  I don’t know how she bends her body in thirds like that.

I had met Maryann (M.A.) in Quartzsite in Jan. 2013 and we have become friends through Facebook since.  She wanted me to visit and I wanted to get to know her better since we seemed to share so many common interests.

Her van was in the shop when I arrived in town so I went to the Ford dealer to meet her and then on to get tea/coffee?  I called her to let her know I was at Ford but she was already walking up the street to the Coffee shop… so I picked her up.  We had a great chat, then went back to get her van.  They said the alternator was bad and ordered a new one, but the van would be o.k. to use for the weekend (ha ha).  We van camped in front of her friend’s home (which has the most beautiful urban garden I have ever seen).

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Next day we drove north to the next town where her daughter lives… and I got treated to a hydro-massage (now there’s something you should not pass up if you get a chance to experience). I really enjoyed meeting her daughter, who is in between my two sons in age… by one year.  Beautiful young lady.

Then we went back out to M.A.’s van and it would not start.  Great.  (I suddenly remembered why I hate leaving my van behind anywhere.)  A tow truck came, took us back to Hailey, ID, dropped me at my van (oh, thank heavens) and I followed them back to Ford.  M.A. and I then returned to her friend’s home for supper, and her ex joined us.  It was a nice evening, but I felt bushed even though I had not really exerted any energy that day. 

The van was fixed right away and we picked it up and headed out to an urban campground named Hayspur, which is adjacent to the Silver Creek Preserve.

Very nice spot, surrounded by agricultural fields and a Nature Conservancy property (an area that was a favorite of Ernest Hemingway – Silver Creek Preserve).  Our plan was to kayak through the Conservancy the next day.  M.A. had never kayaked before and like me, has a cranky shoulder.  I assured her, if she tired of paddling, I could tow her. We set up camp at Hayspur Fish Hatchery (a free place to camp).  it is also listed on FreeCampsites.net.

Five more of her friends joined us for a great evening of chatting, laughing, taking silly photos, and drinking a few beer.  Lovely evening.

M.A.’s friend lost her husband this week and early the next morning she was called to be by her side and she departed camp before I was up.  I really came to visit M.A., not kayak, and without her there, I felt the need to move on but I went out and drove the kayaking route, checking out put-in and take-out points.  There is a visitor center you are suppose to check in before kayaking.  It was not open… I was told, ‘cause I couldn’t even find it.  I didn’t have a map.  I didn’t have a shuttle. 

The Un-Paddle

I think I would have enjoyed this location for a nice easy paddle.  I headed out early to explore the route… and found frozen spray in the agricultural fields.  Neat.

This would have been a fun paddle for me as it’s kind of a walk in Hemingway’s footsteps.  Page 2.

A bench at Hemingway’s Monument.

Met a beaver.

Normally, I kayak a circuit and don’t need a shuttle, but the current was too fast for me to paddle upstream, so, I determined I really needed to just get back out into the wilderness, especially since this was Memorial Day weekend Friday and many other campers and kids and dogs were arriving.  By nightfall, the place would be thick with smoke, and screaming kids, and being in the middle of a bad migraine, I knew I must leave.

Ice Cave

On the way back south to Jackpot, I stopped to see the Shoshone Indian Ice Caves.  Here are slides for now.

		Shoshone Indian Ice Caves, ID VIEW SLIDE SHOW DOWNLOAD ALL

Why? Why did I need wilderness??   Some people need other people and like having lots of other people around and are more comfortable urban van camping.  I like/need lots of wilderness around and only truly enjoy real wilderness camping.  After stopping to pick up my printer, which I had left in Twin Falls to be check out as to why it stopped printing (it can still scan),  I then headed back down to Jackpot, NV and then out into the wilderness the next morning.

That night there was a full moon and I spent time talking to my sister in Alaska, beginning to plan my trip there.

Into the Wilderness, again.

Seen on the way to my 5/25 campsite:

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I’ve been out here now for over 12 hours and have not seen one single person or vehicle.  Two antelope, a couple of swallows, I heard a crow, and there is a large mammal hole near the van, that I think is a badger’s (but I have not seen him yet).

Opal Spring and rock outcroppings that contain the Opal,
and a local resident.

One of the things I was searching for out here was an opal digging spot.  I had a local hand-drawn map I found at a gas station, but I had no topo map of the area… so I can’t believe I actually found Opal Spring (there are no signs).  I collected a lot of rock… and waste flakes from Indian projectile point production.  I wanted to continue on this road to a place called “Snake Skin Agate” diggings, but… the road didn’t look 2-wheel drive friendly.  At the Spring, you drive across the little stream (I did)… and you have a short dry stretch of road, and then a bog.  Looks like people drive through it at times of the year… and you can see the road continues on the other side… but I walked a bit of it and decided only 4x4 should try it.  There’s another road around to the Snake Skin Agate spot and I will try it later. Right now, I’m content to sit right where I am until I get antsy. 

Last night I returned on the road I came in on, about 1 mile to a nice level spot.  As I was trying to go to sleep… with a migraine and sinus headache, I noticed ringing in my right ear.  Pretty sure it’s not a new thing, just that I’ve just been in places with so much noise, I couldn’t hear it.  But last night, in the dead silence of this spot… it seemed very loud.  I guess I had heard it before, but thought it was my inverter, my solar controller, or my 12 volt refrigerator…. and never considered it was my ear!  My son has really bad tinnitis in his ears and it was so bad he had to take a leave of absence from work to deal with it emotionally and physically. 

But this morning, I woke and it was gone.  I laid in bed a long time wondering why it was so bad last night and so quiet this morning… and I conclude it was stress.  Stress?  From what?  I’m retired, doing what I want to do and in my own time.  Then it must be just being in cities, in towns, around people, cars, trucks, diesel fumes, car fumes, sounds of people, vehicle doors opening and closing, traffic, etc. I am not sure all of us were meant to live that way.  But here in the wilderness, I am noticing lots of differences.  Not just in my right ear.

First difference I noticed yesterday was SOUND, or lack thereof (an occasional airplane is all).  It was unnerving to begin with… but I’m quickly adjusting.  Second difference I noticed (maybe too much information here) was my bladder calming down and my kidneys working better.  Who would have thought?  Third difference I noticed as I prepared breakfast was the speed of preparation (or rather the slowness of it)… and how I was taking time to decide what to eat and how to fix it… and I was eating slowly and chewing more and enjoying the whole process, something that is very different from my normal style (quickest, easiest, fastest). 

I really became aware today for the first time, of how truly different I feel both mentally and physically by being in the wilderness and away from civilization (people, dogs, cars, campers, fumes, etc. and so forth).  Sure, most people can get the Mental part of that, but the impact and difference on me Physically is astounding.  O.K. I mentioned the bladder… and I don’t know why it’s better.  I’ve been on Detrol LA for years but went off of it a couple months ago… and have been doing pretty well, until I spent too much time in cities and drinking too many sodas.  And I guess there really is a “stress incontinence”  but I didn’t think it was caused by mental stress, just the physiological stress.

I used to be on all kinds of medicines, for bladder, stomach, headaches, allergies, nerves, inflammation, blood pressure, what’s left?  But now, the last medicine I’m trying to get off of is Prilosec.  I keep trying, and keep getting a really angry gut – the kind that makes you feel that you will surely die.  I realize I  need to completely change my eating habits (no fast foods, etc.) but that seems nearly impossible when I drive past those places all the time.  The difference out here in the wilderness is that there are no Golden Arches.

And headaches… I have suffered with bad headaches for the past couple of weeks.  That is different as mostly the past few years I seldom get a migraine – which I have suffered from since childhood.  But the past few days it has been pretty bad.  I decided last night I’d take whatever meds I needed to take to be out of pain and get some sleep.   I slept almost 12 hours and only had to get up to pee once (difference is usually up 4-5 times a night).  This morning, no headache.

So, it’s not just the COPD that I have to learn to manage, but I have to learn to listen to my whole body and how the stress of “civilized” living negatively impacts me.  We all need to listen to our bodies more.  Someone told me they are afraid of the openness of the wilderness and it would probably negatively effect them to do what I am doing now.  I accept those differences in other people.  Right now I have a 360 degree view of wilderness.  Only sign of civilization is a fence and cattle guard.  To me, this is wonderful, almost divine… but to others it is terrifying.  Why?  I think it is only their lack of experience in such settings.  I don’t feel I have anything to fear here (the badger has not even come out to say hello to me yet.)

I do admit, yesterday I considered camping on top of a ridge, a knoll, but it got very windy and wind is the one thing that really causes me anxiety (one only has to think about the recent storms in the Midwest to understand that)… and being the highest point around… there would be lightening to consider as well.  So, I got down off the hill and back into the valley.  The view is really just as amazing down here.  Jackpot has an elevation of 5,217 feet, and the mountains surrounding me range from 7,295-8,299 feet.  Elevation doesn’t seem to bother my COPD like it does some others (although I wondered while I was up on that ridge if it was making the headache worse). Could be a difference of 2,000 ft. from where I ended up for the night.  Just recently heard on radio if you take Ibuprofen before ascending to these high elevations, it can help prevent altitude sickness.

There’s another difference, I can breath better out here today, and the incessant dripping nose has stopped dripping.  Oh, thank God.

I don’t know how one person can be so different from another.  I don’t know how long I will be here… a day, or two, or until I run out of water or food? I like living in the NOW and not planning my next move.  I don’t even have cell or internet service here, so this won’t be posted until I go “into civilization.”  It doesn’t matter… I’m just going to enjoy all the marvelous differences. If I had a legacy to leave everyone, it would be “Do not fear the DIFFERENT but embrace it and enjoy all the new things there are to learn about your world and yourself.”

Another adventure heading my way, clouds are forming and are dark.  It might rain.  If it does, I won’t be able to leave… this road is not 2-wheel drive friendly if it is wet.  OK… my “don’t pen me in” panic button is on alert… but this too, I will deal with.  I have all I need to survive for even a couple weeks or more.  I’m O.K. and people who get my SPOT notices will get one nightly, showing my exact location.

Update: I left Friday to go into the wilderness. Saw no vehicles going 25 miles into the wild. Next day or two, I saw none. Then I saw two 4x4s with a couple each in one. They told me where I was on my little map... so I was on track getting to where I wanted to be. Didn't see another human until I came out of the wilderness this afternoon and 9 miles before I reached the highway again, I saw a truck with a guy in it. Didn't see any houses that whole time until 4 miles from the highway. I'm talking about 50 miles of wilderness driving... on some really bad roads... with rain threatening tonight, I needed to get out while I could. (The Panic Button won out.) Would not have minded staying there a week or two, but only if it was my choice. With rain coming in, I might have been trapped... and I'm not good at that.  Back in Jackpot, NV tonight (5/27/13).