In 2001, I took a solo 70 day, 7000 mile camping trip across the US and Canada. I was 52 years old and an elementary teacher at the time. I left my home the Saturday right after school let out and returned the Saturday before school started up again. Having taken many camping trips that seemed to end so quickly, I wanted to find out what an almost infinite vacation would be like. I kept a journal, 88 pages of observations, insights, and some whining. Being middle aged and newly menopausal, I needed to find out what this part of life meant to be me and others, where I fit in, and what the future might hold. I hoped a completely different context and a little adventure would bring some answers.
All school year I saved money for the trip. My daughter didn’t want me go and she made me promise not to get in a car or boat with anyone. I swore I would follow her instructions and told her I would call my friend every three days to check in and report my location. I didn’t have a computer at the time and I used pay phones for communication. I think I had a bag phone which was only good for 911 calls.
I asked my dad to search for a minivan for me. He loved to wheel and deal and found me a used Dodge Caravan in great condition. I gratefully reimbursed him. My plan was to tent and use the van if I couldn’t find a place to stay (this actually happened one night) or if I didn’t want to take the time to set up camp or if the weather was really stormy.
I left on June 23, 2001. Many friends have told me I should write about this adventure. Well, starting this Saturday, June 23, 2018, I will be including my daily writings from my journal and some insights from the present.
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