Unfortunately, right now at San Ysidro, that seems to be only an idea thus far. The folks living there are about our age, and very busy, working multiple jobs and one is still a student. Nobody was around much, so we pretty much had free reign of the place, and not much instruction when it comes to agriculture. The garden was winding down for the season, so all we had to do was finish planting a few fall crops. To be frank, there just wasn't much work for us to do, or knowledge to be gained, so we're moving on.
We took yesterday afternoon to explore Caledon Natural Area, which is an old growth forest about 20 minutes east of here. We saw some pretty impressive-sized trees, a few deer (Christy's spirit animal), and enjoyed a 4-ish mile hike through some beautifully silent forestland along the Potomac.
After picking up some Oktoberfest brewskies, we settled down for yet another evening of cooking over the fire, playing with the dogs, and staring into the flames.
This morning, we packed everything up, stopped by the local farmers market for some eggplant and apples, and will soon be on our way to our Camp Two Fists reunion, (Three Fists) with folks from WM in the mountains near Luray. This means we'll be out of communication range until Sunday evening sometime, hanging out and catching up with good friends.
Our next stop: to be determined. Maybe near Barboursville, VA. Maybe DC to visit folks. Maybe Charlottesville. Maybe Shenandoah National Park. Maybe a doctor's office for Christy's fairly severe allergies. Or maybe we'll be hightailing it south and west sooner than expected. We'll just see.
Photo gallery for your enjoyment:
Our campsite
Romeo and Uh-oh the horses
Ancient Black Oak and Christy with handkerchief
Laurel Glen
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