Showers are wonderful y’all. I appreciate them even when they aren’t great. The water is warm, even hot? Check. It’s above me and there’s enough water to do the things? Check. BOOM. I’m in. Yes, I have been showerless for a few days. Bathroomless even, although there was one down the hill. I had a porta-potty nearby. The flies buzzing in close proximity to the gentler parts were a worry, but survivable.
We left Wednesday and went to see Alice Beasley’s 30-year retrospective show at the California Heritage Museum in Santa Monica. No, LA traffic has not changed. It was worth it though to see more of her work in person.
This is Isle of Dreams Revisited.
And the incredibly relevant From Russia with Love…
Definitely worth a drive up. No matter how much the Man complained about LA traffic. If you just accept that there will be traffic, it’s a lot easier to take.
From there, we headed to Ojai and the showerless campground. It was OK…nothing to write home about, but serviceable for our needs. A nice tree, some great views, and these weird tanks.
The view…in one direction…
And the other direction…
The Man has a thing for campfires, but occasionally we’ve had starting issues. Solution? Buy firestarters…
Totally worth it for my sanity. Oh yes, I draw while he fights the wood and the fire.
I started with the mountain ridge line and added the figure.
On Thursday, we picked what we thought would be a reasonable hike. You know how some 5-mile hikes feel longer than others?
Yeah, this was one of those. It was fine. I think we were both tired and hadn’t been exercising much (for me, in the last week…too much school crap and then going to Boston).
Depending on which app you were talking to, it was 5.5 or 5.6 miles with 1400+ feet of gain.
There’s some gain right there. It wasn’t horrible. It just took us a lot longer than we thought it would.
Lots of spring flowers and butterflies…
I came around the corner into a flock of these little blue butterflies.
You’ve heard of slowing down, slow stitching, slow cooking?
We slow hiked.
It’s not a race. Came back, hung out, had a drink to celebrate the end of the hike, stitched a bit, read a lot, took a nap…
Another drawing…shit, that’s what I could be doing while I wait for all these pictures to load…draw!
This morning, we slept in, then fed ourselves and packed up in just 90 minutes. Drove out of Ojai to Paso Robles, where we have an actual shower and stove and bed. OK we had all those things in the campsite except for the shower.
Tonight is art, tomorrow is hiking and some entertainment. Then book it out of here on Easter for Pinnacles National Park (has showers!). I know lots of people wanna know why I don’t hike the PCT with the Man. There are quite a few reasons (my job is one), but also…showers. My goodness, it has taken two hours with the slow internet here to get this written. Time for dinner and then art! Not sure when I’ll be able to write again. We’ll see. Rest assured that I will be reading, stitching, hiking, napping, and photographing…and trying to avoid thinking about school.
One thought on “Ode to a Shower…”
You are just around the corner from me!!! Well – sort of! LOLOL
Why don’t you get one of those solar shower things? It even has a little enclosure…
Happy Easter! 🐰