Tuesday, July 12, 2011
Metcalf Musings 2
We stopped at a little "rest stop" on 395 and it was amazing. The "facilities" were just a hole in the ground with a couple of picnic tables setting outside. There was a rock formation that had water flowing from it for both drinking or radiators. While we were sitting there we were moved. The air was so clean and desert, the quiet unbelievable and the beauty indescribable. Had we been able we would have lived right there. (Of course far enough away from the little "shack.") Did I say we loved the high desert?
They got up and took us to Perko's for breakfast. The biscuit's and gravy was outstanding. The visit was priceless and I sure love my mom and dad. We left Modesto at 8:00 AM and headed north to El Dorodo Hills and Irene's sister Lucy's house.
Don and Lucy were wonderful hosts. The house was filled with 21 or 22 adults and kids running all over the place. They put on a good spread! We had sausage and cheese, Breschetta, and fruit for snacks. Then the BBQ was heavenly. We had burgers, cod, and salmon.
I left our return time to Irene. I told her when she was ready to just say the word. We woke Sunday morning around 5:30 AM. I took Fi Fi outside for her morning constitution and sat in the early morning heat. It was gorgeous. I prayed and spent some time in fellowship with God. Irene came out later and said she was ready to go home. So we both showered and dressed and packed waiting for everyone to get up.
We left Redding and headed north up I-5. The drive was easy, fun, and uneventful. The closer we got the more we thought we would just drive home. We did. WE drove straight through and arrived at home around 11:00 PM. We stopped at Subway a couple blocks from the house and got a foot-long and went home. It was so good to be home.
Posted by Gregg Metcalf at 4:00 AM