The sky is falling

It’s official – Fall has arrived. The cooler temps have been nice, and the less crowded everything has been a true blessing for us full-time nomads. After spending an night (and morning) exploring the small town of Winthrop, we found ourselves parked down a dirt road. Well off the main highway, we have just enough cell signal to work. Only a few steps out our door is a nicely flowing river keeping it from being too silent out here. The dogs have been enjoying some freedom again with small hikes each morning and room to run through out the day.

Speaking of the dogs; one night – well after dark – Byron needed out to do his business and accidentally fell down the embankment and into the chilly waters. Once he stood back up, in the darkness, he got lost and chose the wrong direction to look for us. By the time Kerri got dressed and outside he was on the other side of the river, soaking wet. It took a bit of work but we got him back on our side of the river and up the embankment to the van. Crazy dude.

Kerri and I are still just trying to keep our minds occupied during the couple weeks before the boat inspections. Putting a few miles between us and it hasn’t helped at all. We are still excited and very anxious to get this thing done. Kerri has work to keep her [somewhat] occupied for most of the day. On the other hand, I have temporarily paused the project I have been working on, knowing I will not have time to work on it once we are boat owners. In the meantime I have been tinkering in the stock market, finding my luck there to be roughly the same as my poker-luck… not too bad at all.