I learned so much about being on the road camping this past month.

• I got less paranoid about things that go bump in the night.
  A windstorm made for difficult sleep, but not because of fear but because it was noisy.
  The dogs will alert me if something does go bump in the night. Trust them.
• I learned that finding water fill-ups isn’t too difficult … neither are showers (nor are hot springs!)
• I don’t need to worry about where to camp a night because worse comes to worst, I’m in a parking lot and get crappy sleep one night. Then I go elsewhere. No big deal.
• If where I’m camped isn’t ideal, I can move.
• The batteries are fine.
• I’m not going to run out of food. There are grocery stores in most towns.
• Having a spare 5 gal gas can gives good peace of mind.
• The dogs adapt. I do as well.
• It’s easy to find places to fill up the propane, and it lasts much longer than expected.
• Mud is a hassle, but can always clean the camper.
• It’s not difficult to tell if the area chosen is likely to flood.
• There are a lot of fascinating people out there, and it’s fun to talk with them.
  (I knew the first part, but I’d forgotten the second part.

In a previous post I wrote, “…take one step at a time, not to give credence to the future unknowns, and watch for cairns – the markers of where others have gone and suggested a reasonable path.”

A friend of mine sent me a message, “There’s your epiphany. That sounds like a great formula for making a great life.”