four years ago today [2012.09.14]
i woke up on the side of the road somewhere in idaho. i was on my way to the moon.. i would always joke with my mom and say i was going to the moon when she'd ask where i went or was going. this time i could really say it on my way to craters of the moon national monument. when planning the route west, i think as soon as i saw it on the map, i decided i had to go there just because of the name. i didn't look up anything about the park.. it just sounded interesting so i picked it. in fact, i think that's how i picked most of the places i went to.. they sounded interesting or were a green spot on the map somewhere in the general direction i was going, so i decided to check them out. i'm sure many people do a lot of research, planning, and reading up on reviews or tour guides, though it's often more fun to just go with what sounds or feels good.. it's more spontaneous, and is trusting the divine guidance that's been taking us all along this journey we call life anyhow.
just outside the national monument and preserve, i started to see some of the dark landscapes and it was unlike anything i'd seen before. it was neat to see how diverse the land is. the main loop of the park was closed as they were paving it or something so i started exploring a path near one of the parking areas that was open. it ended up being a couple hour hike by the time i made it up, down, and around the craters and back around the loop to the parking area.
i left and headed west toward oregon. i stopped at a rest area just over the border about 45 minutes before the sun went down and decided to spend the evening there. it was nice to just stay wherever i wanted rather than have to plan out or go looking for a campground or hotel. there was no need to check in, check out, carry or unpack a suitcase, make sure nothing was forgotten when packing back up, etc. at some points in my truck camper journeys it did take quite a while to get out to a rural area where i felt i wouldn't be disturbed, though it was a tradeoff for staying someplace free and being able to get up and go. my home was always with me wherever i went (or just down a trail).