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Monday, June 30, 2008

Day Two: Wells, Nevada to Cheyenne, Wyoming

Day two on our journey, and Fuzzy has his adventurin' hat on!

By the way, when I said Nevada was desolate, I hadn't yet gotten into Utah, because Damn! The Great Salt Lake Desert is a giant pile of nothingness. If you'd like to simulate the effect, flatten out your backyard, then burn any foliage into nothingness. Then spread a large layer of salt over everything. Voila! Your very own pit of despair!

It continues much like that for most of the state, until you emerge on the other side of Salt Lake City. Then things get a bit more pleasing to the eye.

This is Zeldarelly. She *loves* the car! Can't you tell?

Wyoming, it has to be said, is absolutely beautiul from one end of the other. I've never seen the sky so big and full of clouds. It also has lots of cows and some other variety of ungulate. We can't decide whether it's a deer or an antilope, so we've been refering to it as the deeralope.

There have been tons of signs warning of deer and or elk crossing, so Chris has been on ungulate watch most of the trip so far. So far, we've only seen them lookin' pretty next to the road in fields of grass. Lets hope it stays that way!

And we arrived safely in Cheyenne around 7pm, so we've had lots of time to relax and will hopefully get a good nights sleep before starting again in the morning.

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Day One: Arcata, CA to Wells, NV

Well, the time finally came to leave California. Day one saw us leaving Arcata, CA at about 6:30 in the morning. As usual, we wanted to leave earlier, but the packing went on until about 11 pm, so we needed to sleep later to make it through the day.

I planned the trip so that day one would be the worst in terms of distance and duration. I figured it would be best to get the worst part over with first, and as of now I think that was a good idea. It took about 17 hours, all told, because all of our time in Northern California was spent climbing mountains on windy roads, which is slow-going with a loaded trailer. Chris did a great job loading the trailer, though, and it's been very stable all this time.

Chris always drives on the windiest parts, because they'v freaked me out since I got into a car accident when I was 17. I can drive them, but he's more comfortable at it than I am. The drive was, as always, beautiful, winding through the redwoods going through Shasta. I'm going to miss the redwoods something awful, they're one of the most beautiful things I've ever seen.

Here I am looking oh-so-stylish. Note the ingenius way I've artfully arranged my hair to make it appear as if I just rolled out of bed. Totally on purpose. Seriously. Also, Chris likes to make buzzing noises at me when I wear these glasses, but they do a good job of blocking he sun out of my eyes.

And here is Whiskeytown. Methinks this one may have been named by minors in the goldrush days?

And here is Lassen National Park, another gorgeous area in California... this is making me sad, all these beautiful places I'm leaving behind! Oh, the things we do for love.
And then, you cross the border into Nevada, and Bam! Instant ugly. I think the Nevadans got swindled on this one. And I don't mean to insult the intelligence of any modern Nevadans, but in my head, the exchange goes something like this:

"Well, why don't we draw the border over here. Then you don't have to worry about any of these pesky trees."

"Gee, thanks! It'll be a lot easier to build stuff without all them trees in the way."

"And look, it's all such a lovely neutral shade of brown... That'll go with anything!"

So yeah.... lots and lots of dirt. Hours and hours of it. *sigh*

Oh geez, hours of traversing the desert, and I'm still in Humboldt?

Okay, this is really getting silly.... Eureka?

And one last thing... not sure if you can see it without enlarging the photo, but this is a sign for "Deeth Starr Valley". Star wars nerds rejoice!!! And no, that's not rain, thats the insect graveyard on our windshield. Eeeeeeeeewwwwww.

Finally we made it into Wells, NV, which is a dinky little hole in the middle of a giant sea of nothingness. Fortunately we were only there to sleep.....

posted by Cat Named Eggroll @ 6:07 AM   0 comments

Sunday, June 22, 2008

update, since Fuzzy has decided I should update

we're still buried in boxes.

we leave California in ONE WEEK. or, more specifically, one week from today we should have pulled in to the hotel in Wells, NV.

I'm really damn excited! And also freaked out about money and jobs etc. And mostly I just can't wait to get on the road...

so yeah, pretty much just like a week ago ;)

posted by Cat Named Eggroll @ 9:09 PM   1 comments

Tuesday, June 10, 2008

From the file of "It's scary/funny because it's true"

posted by Cat Named Eggroll @ 11:21 AM   1 comments

Monday, June 09, 2008

Help! I'm buried in boxes!!!

So we are leaving California in THREE WEEKS. Holy crap, people!!! By this time on June 30th, we will (hopefully) be nearing the eastern side of Nevada. Now, if you look at our apartment, well, you might cry (at least you would if you were me.)

Zelda is soldiering on mightily, and I must say she is a very smart girl. She has scabs on all of her little toes, and some of the scabs open when she walks, so getting into the litter box isn't a good idea because the sand would get stuck in there... so we had some wee-wee pads from when we had the dog, and Chris put one down next to the bed, set her on it, and told her "potty". Next thing we know, she's using it. The vet was shocked as hell to hear about it, but she's a good, smart kitty. We're in the process of trying to change her medicines, but we're having trouble finding a source for the right dose pills. Hopefully we'll get her switched soon, this medicine has a higher success rate based on the research I've read. All in all she's hanging in there, although with the fur loss she looks a little worse for the wear, but she'll be alright.

The other girls have been wearing their harnesses in preparation for the trip, and THAT has been hilarious. The first thing that happens when you put a harness on a cat, at least most cats that aren't Zelda, is they sort of lay there with a woeful expression as if the harness weighs 1,000 pounds, as if to say "but it HURRRRRRRRRRRRRTSSSSSS!" Then they slowly realize that they are, in fact, still alive and that their limbs still work. Still, a week later and Franny is still doing what I call the "ferret walk" where she walks with her legs bent and her body closer to the floor. Tres amusant!

My feet are doing better, although I still have problems with the randomized pain. It's hard to convince my feet to walk normally, seeing as I've been walking on the sides of my feet for more than 5 years now, but I'm getting a bit better. The toes haven't healed up all the way yet, but I keep soaking them dutifully every night, so hopefully soon. I am cautiously optimistic that, with time, I may become less gimpish. I may even, dare I say it, be able to chase children around some day. We'll see how my progress goes.

I am excited about this move. Soon I'll be back east, deliving the husbeast back home on the fourth of July, which he's always spent with his best friends, and 2 days before his birthday!!! Every year he's lamented on the fourth that he should be at Jerids uncles house watching fireworks and eating large quanitities of some sort of meat, so this year we should be pulling into the area around 1pm in the afternoon, which I hope will be just in time. And then! I will be close to my Chatham ladies again, and I'm sure we'll spend lots of time pounding on tables and being very ill-behaved. In fact, I'm counting on it!

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