My Life on the Lake

After leasing my business and finally officially retiring, what to do next?  I had been a single father to my daughter and son who were now finished college and off on their own journeys, leaving me with an extreme case of "empty nest syndrome".  I packed way too many things into a 2-door Honda Civic with a seat removed after I had converted into a micro motorhome. 

This little home carried me to California and to the Eastern coast of the Carolinas.  Next up was a Ford van

which I lived in traveling from Florida to Maine from a beginning half-way between.  This trusty steed proved not so trustworthy when it refused to start after I gassed up in Chattanooga. I had to add a hundred and twenty bucks to my AAA towing insurance to get myself and my rig back home.  Next I built a 1992 Chevy S-15

into a right useful and interesting home for trips that took me across the Mighty Mac into the UP and later to California again.

Slab City and Quartzsite became my roosting place for a warm alternative to home during a rather rainy February back at home base.  This little turtle let me down in Western Kentucky on my last night before I would have been safely back at the farm.

  AAA almost paid my way this time.  Beginning to detect a pattern and finding the country in mass hysteria because of the Fauci Flu, with fear and caution closing many camping sites, I abandoned my wandering ways.  For a few months.

Actually I kept to my wandering but I limited my range to a lake that had been my neighbor throughout my entire life and yet I had hardly explored its 800+ miles of shoreline.  Here, I hope to tell about my discoveries, challenges, new skills, and learned patience as well as my `downright joy.