… but honestly, car seats are way more comfortable. I was reading our history book to the boys a while ago and the story was about the Texas cattle drives. I mean, those guys were sitting in a saddle for weeks at a time! Dang, I’m not complaining about my lumbar supported auto-adjustable saddle ever again.
So we’re on the road again! This time we’re covering the Pacific Northwest and then over into the Prairies of Canada and down through the Midwest into Colorado. Between some conferences, retreats and a big 60th birthday, we’ve got a full calendar of events to chase across the Western skies and we couldn’t be more stoked.
We really loved hanging out on the East coast last summer and spending a winter on the Forgotten Coast of Florida was pretty perfect. But now after spending a week out on the Left side of the country, we realized that our hearts truly settle in the West. It’s good to be cruising up the Pacific for a while.
We jumped headfirst into a 12 hour day from Phoenix through L.A. and on to the Bay Area. After a getting lost down a literal memory lane for me in Redwood City, we tackled what we could of the beautiful San Francisco in a day. And we packed it in: a tour of the USS Hornet Aircraft Carrier, lunch in Chinatown, winding down Lombard Street, taking in Fisherman’s Wharf, munching pastries at Tartine Bakery and waving goodbye over the Golden Gate.
In short, we crushed it. 🙂
The next day we were blown away, yet again, by nature’s massive beauty. The Redwood Forests of Northern California were so powerful and majestic that as a whole family we just stood in awe of the silent giants in these peaceful woods. Truly a deep experience. Even with Aven and Kai needing to “find a tree…” These were just a little bigger than the one’s we would send them to hiking in Flagstaff.
Then we cleared into our 35th State in the last 12 months. Oregon has been incredible! Good friends, fantastic weather (I know, right?!), delicious food and beautiful nature. This state is something else. I can honestly say that if the sun peeked out a little more, I’d set up camp here for a little while but the good vibes can only float me so long before I need some sunshine. In any case, here we are now and we’re loving it.
And for real, we were ready for this trip. We sat in Florida for a while, then saturated our life with some solid family and friends for a bit in Arizona. But something about getting back on the road brought a sense of familiarity to all four of us. The conversations flowed easily, laughs were shared and ideas percolated as they always seem to do for Lanna and I as we cruise the highways.
I was also pretty stoked cuz the boys and I had basically just haphazardly poked around school here and there this past month. We were in a good groove in Florida and then we hit AZ and it was all cousins, cousins, cousins!! Throw in a couple sleepovers with Nona and Grandpa and it turned into a month-long Spring Break. And still, anytime I thought “Oh man, we gotta jump back in…” I had to sit back and remind myself: they are fine.
Seriously, check this out…
One of the highlights in San Francisco was the tour of an aircraft carrier. They spent more time peppering the docents (to there absolute delight) with questions and stories than they did running around the planes. Kai even figured the math out as to whether the Titanic was bigger! (It was, FYI)
Then we talked culture in Chinatown and just watched all the people. The constant comparisons to our trip to Hong Kong reminded Lanna and I that these boys have a pretty good grasp on cultural awareness and geography.
One last story: Halfway down the twisting Lombard street, Aven yells “Hey! I know this street” and pulls out a book from his backpack and flips to a page of San Francisco, highlighting the “crookedest street in America…” The dawning on his face that we were literally in the middle of the street he had read about a few days before was priceless. That’s some serious Roadschool right there.
So that monthlong Spring Break? Yeah, it was good. I’m not so worried about the boys. Although it’d be nice if some city set up a Museum of Multiplication Tables… Oh well, time to bust out a bit of a lesson.
Take it Slow… Joe