The rain pounded on the roof, wind gusts of over 60mph causing the camper to sway. A slight whistle sounded through the vent, even as our collective breathing fogged the windows. Pacific NW camping during a storm. An excellent idea!
Our weekend mini-adventures are our saving grace. After the tedium of the weekday routine, our weekend escapes are essential to our peace of mind. As we pulled into the gas station, the evening before, the attendant had expressed shock at the fact that we were just then heading to the coast. Yes, it was dark. Yes, a huge storm was forecast to roll into. Yes, it was pouring rain. No matter to us, we were heading out!
As expected, the campground was sparcely occupied. As expected, our walks on the beach and around the bay loop proved lonely, a good thing since we weren’t looking for company.
The weekend provided exactly what we were looking for and merely brought home the end truth…. wherever our little pack is together, that is home. That is all we need. The dogs are never happier than we are all together in the camper. While we love warm weather camping, hanging in the sun, and long evenings around the campfire, there is much to be said for off season retreats.
Empty campgrounds, open beaches, and total relaxation thrills our soul. Bad weather gives us permission for sleeping in, afternoons playing cards and drinking rum, long naps, and stick- to- the- ribs dinners, along with no agenda. We spend our weekends planning only with the whims of the weather. If it’s dryish, we go hiking. If it’s storming, we hunker down and read a book by candlelight. No plans exist beyond seeing what the next storm surge brings.
Inevitably, the weekend ended and we headed home to prepare for another week of work, feeling more strongly than ever that this camper, this home on wheels, is all we need. Our little family together, in spite of the weather, is sheer perfection.