|Much suffering is caused by ignorance. —Quoth, the Raven|
After buying a few things, rearranging a few things, and thinking about a few things, I decided it was time to head out and test my "new" rig (the back of my FJ Cruiser).
I loaded the dogs (four for this trip) and headed west towards Utah, the Land of Milk and Beehives. Storms were coming in, so I had a small window of opportunity. I didn't give it much thought—storms have long been the plague of all adventurers (and also a number of us pseudo-adventurers, I might add).
You should set goals beyond your reach so you always have something to live for. —Ted Turner
I'll admit that this trip was not one I looked forward to with my usual enthusiasm, having slept in my car before, but I'd upgraded a few things this time (better mattress, screens for the windows, etc.) and thereby expected better results. After all, sleeping only requires a certain level of comfort, right?
I hadn't slept in my car since last summer, and even though I know I have a short memory, I didn't remember it as being all that bad. And I knew my new extra long memory-foam mattress would take care of everything.
I had my backup gear in my car carrier, just in case my plan failed. I could go to Plan B, known as "Sleeping in Tent on Ground." No problem.
The greatest enemy of knowledge is not ignorance, it is the illusion of knowledge —Stephen Hawking
We got to the Big Empty, that big desert east of Green River, Utah, and found a little side road, heading to points unknown. I felt great, and I could tell the dogs did, too. We were back in the desert, land of freedom to scratch and howl and do whatever strikes you at the moment.
There was only one problem—scratching howling winds. I knew immediately that Plan B could not be implemented, so we had to make Plan A (Sleep in Car) work. No problem, we'd done it before, and that's why we were here, to test out the new updated version.
The greater the obstacle, the more glory in overcoming it. —Moliere
After trying to go for a hike, in which we felt like Lawrence of Arabia in clouds of swirling sand and marveled at some ravens flying backwards, I finally gave up on doing much.
As the dogs kind of hunched up like camels against the car, I wondered if Lawrence had been forced to eat cold soup, the desert winds making it impossible to light a propane stove. It was then I remembered I'd bought some cheese crackers at the gas station. The dogs fared better, as they don't mind eating their food cold from cans.
A clever person solves a problem. A wise person avoids it. —Albert Einstein
Finally, as the winds got even more fierce, I decided it was time for bed. I laid out the comfy sleeping bags, and we all crawled into the back. I, as official Dog Master, showed everyone where to sleep (kind of like Ward Bond circled the wagons in Wagon Master, which had been filmed not too far away as the raven flies and wind blows).
It wasn't to be. Unlike Ward Bond, I held no authority (you howl with the dogs, you die with the dogs, and they think you're one of them). They had other plans, which was namely to all sleep in the back in a nice warm doggie dogpile.
I tried sleeping with them, but it got too hot and I couldn't roll over and I started dreaming I was eating cold dog food out of a can. So, I ended up tilting the front seat back and tried to sleep there while the winds rocked the car and blew away my futile dreams (like I said, sleeping requires a certain level of comfort).
I'm happy to report the dogs slept like babies on my new memory-foam mattress and they highly recommend it, as well as car-camping in general (they don't get much canned food at home, mostly just kibble with occasional leftovers...OK, and a hamburger once in awhile when we see a fast-food place).
Dogs rule! —Sheila at WolfSongBlog.com
Before I took off on this little "experiment," my personal barista (or at least she must feel that way) at Deja Brew asked if I wasn't afraid of the dark.
I kind of laughed until I realized she was serious. I told her I wasn't afraid of the dark, just things that come out in the dark.
Like mosquitos. How in hellsbells can there be mosquitos in the middle of the desert in high winds? So much for the screens.
If you think you are too small to make a difference, try sleeping with a mosquito. —Dalai Lama
It wouldn't surprise me if they'd blown in from Alaska.
Anyone can make up a quote, and the whole world will believe it. —Mark Twain
|Just as the sun always rises, so we will try again. As the great Winston Churchill said, "Success is the ability to go from one failure to another with no loss of enthusiasm."|