JOURNAL ENTRY-day 8) The Sun greeted us with the coldest morning yet. As Robin opened the tent he revealed the bluest sky's I'd seen all week. The irony of such a beautiful day after a week of misery is almost laughable.
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I can only smile. I finally get everything packed up and I bid farewell to my friends the mountains. We'd no doubt see each other again. I understand the call of the wild from within this place much better today and I find much difficulty in parting.
Two hours drive and we're back at Robins. We visit with Cindy a bit and Charlie announces that he must go now to meet with other friends to hunt more. I found some jealousy in the moment but also understand that Charlie earned his lifestyle many years ago in the jungle's of other lands. I was sad but bid him farewell.
Robin drives me to the Airport Hotel in Washington via the backroads. We stop once to kill a small Rattlesnake and take pictures of the wind farms. I sadly bid Robin farewell too as I enter my hotel. We'd also see each other again, I'm quite sure. 30 minute shower tonight. The best I've ever felt. 4:00am comes early so I sleep.
JOURNAL ENTRY-day 9) I awake unrested. Homesick for Debbie and my dogs. I write these last few words as the engines humm on the wing of my plane out the right hand window. We'll be in the air in a few minutes. What a trip it's been but I couldn't be home soon enough. CK