four years ago today [2012.09.23]
i left the campground and headed south a bit, exploring some spots along the water and stopping at some parks i found. one park had some nice trails and an overlook of the nearby area. after that one, i went down a winding road on a cliff by the water where i found a spot to stop for a nice view of the islands in the distance. a little later, i drove by some houses that had a great view of one of the bays.
i think i ended up pretty close to the campground i was going to stay at the following day and spent the night on the side of the road a couple miles away. if this is the night i'm thinking, it was part of an indian reservation (as was the campground), and i had a strange dream that woke me up in the middle of the night. if i remember, i think i thought that someone or something had come into my camper through the tent material to attack me.. i may have felt this as i was slipping between the dream world and physical world, and that's how i was interpreting the feelings in this reality. perhaps i was picking up on some of the energy nearby or something. a couple times like this (and times when i would sleep in places where bears or other large animals might be) led me to think i might be better off in a hard-top camper or van so i wouldn't have to worry about the possibility of anything getting in easily. it did feel pretty vulnerable spending the night asleep in random places where people or animals might find me. i often would invoke the divine and surround the truck and camper in white light or blessings before drifting off to sleep, and never had any actual issues during my journey.