We’re on the road again. No van this time. No more travels from years ago. We are back to the present. Pulling a small trailer, we are like snails dragging our home on our backs. After driving through scrub land in the state of Washington, we found a perfect oasis near the mighty Columbia River. Wanapum State Park was a great place to stay for the night. All the services were available for trailer hookups, and although our trailer is a very modest one, we especially appreciated the convenience of having electricity.
The grounds were lush and well cared for, but a stone’s throw away, was the semi-arid scrub land reminding us that we were, nevertheless, in the middle of nowhere. The sign posted nearby reminded us of that. It said: “Rattlesnake Area.”
That night, I heard the yip-yip-yipping of coyotes. Ruby, our springer spaniel, gave a little woof and curled up more tightly on her mat on the trailer floor, knowing we would save her if anything came near. In the morning, in the scrubby area near the campground, one of the coyotes was enjoying the warmth of the sun on his coat.
That’s the Columbia River in the background.
I thought this fellow looked very well fed. He posed for me for quite a while, and just when I thought he would turn and run, he sat down instead to enjoy more of the sunshine.
I hope he can read, so he knows about the rattlers. Be careful out there!