Jaci Dawn

Don took off for the mountains yesterday. His plan was to camp out one night & be home tonight but he would check in with me via his SPOT GPS. Funny thing is: it only works in certain places and it only works when he turns it on. I don’t know if he had it on and tried to send me updates or if he just forgot but the only update I had as of 8:00PM tonight was where he was yesterday at 1:00PM.

Not that I worry. I got him the SPOT because he spends an inordinate amount of time in the woods and it’s just wise to let people know where you are so *if* the unthinkable happens they can find you. But he’s only had the SPOT for a year and we’ve been married for almost 31 years. That means there’s been 30 years of trust between us. Trust that he’s OK in the woods alone and he might be spending an extra night.

I was going to blog at 8:00 and upload a bunch of Don’s photos from his computer just because I could. I figured he was spending the night in the woods (again).

At 8:01 he sent me a GPS signal that interrupted my blogging and confirmed my assumption: he was spending another night in the woods.

I got side-tracked after that.

But I am back and before it becomes tomorrow I thought I’d hijack Don’s computer and his vast  collection of photos. Don’s world, as it were.

Murphy is in a lot of Don’s photos.

That’s my husband. He’s somewhere “out there” hiking, camping, observing.

I know where he is right now. I know where he will be tomorrow night at this same time.

In between… He’s out where no one else is.

And that’s pretty cool.