We are without sag support now. Dave and Laura Brimlow had some mechanical trouble with their RV. In addition they will be taking a rest day on Sunday to go to church. We miss them dearly. We are incredibly grateful that we have had them to help us over two mountain passes.
Ione is a small quiet town. But, Pam tracked down a lovely lady, Jean Munding. She is 87 years old and still going strong and living independently in a trailer. She packages her "Holy Tea" and sells it over the internet. She was in the process of distilling her own drinking water when we arrived. Jean fed us delicious homemade turkey soup before handing us over to her daughter, Judy, who offered us her camping trailer to sleep in. When we got to Judy's house we saw Jean's artwork beautifully displayed. Jean is a genuine artist. She had lovely paintings of birds and nature scenes. Jean also showed us her lovely prizewinning quilt. Each of 50 squares was a state bird. The detail and colors were stunning.
Judy's 12 year old son Eric, 6 year old granddaughter, Emma and friend Sean were outside jumping on a trampoline. I couldn't resist joining them. Pam said, "Barb if you get hurt, we're leavin' you behind." I had so much fun, Pam couldn't resist joining in.
We had set up a mail drop at Jean's house in Ione. I had lost my gortex socks and been using plastic bags for protection on those cold rainy passes. I chastised myself because this is the result of having too much stuff. I feel like I've toured enough to know better. But, I've never been on a tour which encompasses such a long time and such drastic changes in weather. Beth Smith, who hosted us in Anacortes, e-mailed me with the news that my socks were left behind at her house and offered to mail them to me. I was so excited to receive them in Ione along with some fancy chocolate and special green tea. We all felt like we were receiving a care package "on the front". Thanks again, Beth.
Our most important business in Ione was mailing stuff back home. With no sag, we decided we really needed to reevaluate our needs as opposed to what we could carry. Is this a big life lesson here?
I let go of my bike lock, an extra pair of shorts and the most difficult of all the heavy books I was carrying. But NOT the lipstick...yet.
Jean and Judy gratefully offered to carry our packages to the post office when it opens on Tuesday.
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