Ventura Ranch KOA RV Park

Arriving at Ventura Ranch KOa RV Park was wonderful.  The staff were terrific. Driving my Thor Motorcoach is a challenge.  I did 4 hours of freeway driving. Only 2 near misses.  In one I just got lost and was directed by the GPS map to make a U-turn off the freeway about 5 km from where I wasn’t able to get across 4 lanes in time.  The other was definitely more exiting. I was merging back onto the I 5 from a feeder when I cut off this corvette.  Thankfully the smart guy accelerate at the speed of light to avoid being crunched by the ‘assshole’ with Canadian license plates driving a motorhome.  I imagined him later telling everyone he was alive solely because his Corvette accelerated fast enough to save his life.  He’s problably right and I was thankful .  I didn’t see him as I was drifting across lanes to get positioned to avoid missing the separation that had me doing a half hour U-turn .  

I was sick with the flu.  Scarey business.  In Canada I’ve annually since childhood had a bad bout of bronchitis.  Terrible sinusitis.  Sore throats and laryngitis.  Smoking didn’t help but I stopped at 10 years and then was diagnosed as having Tubercuosis when I went to work in the US and was required to get an X-ray.  Nobody would work in the north because of the widespread TB.  The fly in doctor position I took had been vacant for several years and they couldn’t only get myself and a wild Irish doctor to fill. Later my friend Dr.  Moody would follow in my footsteps.  Then AIDS hit and people were dying of lung disease and finally Covid.

We called ‘pneumonia’ an old man’s friend.  It meant it killed him in his sleep and removed him from the misery of suffering and dying.  I was a GP and people brought their elderly to the hospital so they could die.  When I was a GP it was one of my jobs.  Palliative care is a fancy name for it.  I didn’t like the treatment for a year with anitbiotics for TB.  I didn’t like that several friends died of covid and lung diease.  I regretted smoking decades younger.  But I did get Covid in India and felt that if I didn’t pay the closest attention to breathing and didn’t panic I would have died. Funny illness. I simply couldn’t get a breath.  I’d had a scuba dive where I ran out of air in the last under the reef passage and had to surface.  Terrifying.  Not beating abler to breathe.

So that was last week.  I think I was overloaded with work. I always seemed to get sick when I overworked and felt self pity.  I met a fellow who knew my cousin. “Always work.”   I thought ‘he’s a Hay’.  My father and uncles and brothers and grandfather were all the way.  Since I was 6 I had some employment.  There was no ‘free money’ in my family. I had to so something to be ‘rewarded’ so feeding the dog, doing dishes, shovelling snow, in addition to helping my parents of course. I had my first job out of the home at 12.  Now I look back at years of multiple jobs, construction, labor, restaurants, office work, giving blood and cleaning septic systems, I suspect volunteer firefighting didn’t help the lungs.  The dirtiest job was clearing an attic of asbestos insulation.  Then all the sick people

Working with kids I was constantly sick.  Some cold or infection.  I felt for pediatricians, school teachers and nurses.  Today I see kids with fingers in their noses smearing snot on door handles.  I could be Howard Hughes but I have a dog and he’s filthier.  We survived.

But I’m past an age when that’s taken for granted and I’ve known so many friends around me dying.  It was once they were getting married, having kids, then divorces and then grand children and now it’s dying. I’m ’of the age’.  I’m actually blessed and know I’m insane. I have a multitude of irrational fears and anxieties and a severe case of poor me and catastrophizing.

Apparently the higher the IQ the more prone to depression and anxiety. That’s why the smartest computer in the world in Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy was so depressed.

I pray. It’s hard when your throat is refusing to swallow without the feeling of multitudes of Lilliputians cutting with little razor blades.  I like to think God is telling me to shut up. But even though I’ve worked my whole life and given half my income to the government gang and courts and divorces and felt like life was just work work work and die.  The fact is I have had a wonderful life blessed to know the most beautiful and brilliant women in the world with a family beyond anything I deserved and friends who were the best. I’ve had the greatest of mentors too. But meteors and teachers tended to be a decade or more older so for the last decade they’ve been departing. 

I like to think of Rainbow Bridge.  That’s my portal to heaven.  I liked Moody’s work on NDE’s and I have had many close encounters with divine. I’ve had the sense of the ‘presence’, the experience of ‘guardian angel’s’, communications of relatives and of all things dogs. I have marvellous dreams what I presume is the after life .  I liked Robin Williams Movie what dreams may come and Mark Twains Captain Storm get to heaven.

I thought it very rude that when I a doctor felt earth was imminent and I couldn’t work I had to fight to have space.  I love Zorba the Greek for that Image. I’m as narcissistic as the next person.  So I love. I forgive and then I slip into self pity my go to mood. Thank God for AA and Church and Mystical Teachers. Brother Lawrence is the best.  But I stop sucking on the tit of despair the second it raises its naughty head.

That was the old ‘pour me, pour me, pour me another drink’.  “Look at me mommy.’  All that attention seeking one downmaship stuff.  CBT teaches thought blocking so before I even get a run going I repeat All shall be well, All shall be well. All manner of things shall be well. I also do a lot of thank you’s .  Gratitude is the ultimate answer to despair. Not easy. Especially with pain and not getting air.  I especially like the Monty Python ‘Look on the bright side of life sung from the crucifixion.  Don’t know what happened to three days and night. I suspect a little delirium.

I have a closet of antibiotics and I’ve the best travel insurance but I thought it was ‘just a flu’. The last time I was sick a few years back my neighbour Nicolina cured me with chicken soup she made. “It cured my husband s flu’ she told me.  A simple random act of kindness when I wondered if i was going to die and thought no body cared.  

Everyone cares but we are all busy with our own living.  But three days, brain fog, fever and chills, sore throat, headache , full sinuses, cough and phlegm and the dog thankfully needed to be walked and when he wasn’t pooping and sniffing he’d cuddle up beside me hoping his can opener carried on.  

And just like storms at sea I got better.  We’d actually had severe rain and wind and cold and a terrible couple of days of storm. So of course my microcosm was alliogned with the microcosm.

It didn’t help to read that Carney was serving his own Brookfield interest getting rich like the PM before him, something that didn’t happen in the ‘good old days’.  Now the PM goes into office with a million and come out with hundreds of millions. Meanwhile all my work is going to pay rich dictators overseas and Liberal buddies in the ‘foreign affairs’ game of money laundering .  Meanwhile the Climate Change Barbie has lost a few billion dollars and no one can account for the missing money in Canada and there’s no accounting overseas.  Pakistan is the bet Bermuda Triangle for my tax dollars.  See the creeping poor me.

So gratitude. I really do have all I need except life is slipping away and my relationship with God always needs work. I tell people I play peek a boo with Jesus and whack a moll with the devil. 

Thank you Jsusus.  I’m looking forward to Mel Giblson ‘s new movie and am delighted he got into the Coptic Christians. I just saw how much love the Copitic Christian Nurses gave my dying mom.  So I went off to Ethiopia and visited the Balack Jesus scrolls and the ARck and the places of worship.  I like the sacred and holy. I loved being in Bethlehem even if I had to walk thorough a block of snipers.  Makes the hair go up on the back of your neck.  All these guns pointing into this squared.   Best to think positive.  Hope no one is going to twitch. 

Nothing i could do about it.  I love the Serenity Prayer.

Yesterday I felt better. I’d stopped coughing My throat wasn’t sore. I couldn’t concentrate. I couldn’t read. I wrote precriptions to keep the ball rolling thankful to be part of a team then.  Worried always about making mistakes. Perfectionism.  I could ‘argue’ like I do for disability and insurance and legal forms. I wrote a draft for a court case. There were all these unreasonable deadliness. Patients being told they need a psychiatrist opinion in weeks or months when the dying are doing it daily on waitlists and Carney has reduced health care to euthanasia .  And I’m like the guy living in the Invasion of the Body Snatchers. How can they vote for someone who’s given away our gold mines and now our pensions.  See the ‘poor me’.  I support the opposition. I’m a conservative. 

The driving this bus though takes total concentration.  I’ve ridden my Harley across the country to Sturges. I loved Kid Rock  It was great to hear him at the alternative half time show for the NFL.  I bicycled across Europe. I’ve driven cross Canada and the US in trucks and cars. I drove to Napanee and back with my truck and camper last year. I drove this route with the truck and camper. But the bus is so much bigger.  Riding my motorcycle if I don’t pay attention I die. The trouble with this bus is that I’m not at all likely to die if i nod off or become distracted. But I will munch the car or motorcycle in the lane beside me .

I almost did that. I’m a doctor who’s committed his life to service,  Silly shit.  And here I am trying not to kill people with my bus.

Thankfully the Hound of Heaven taught me God’s chasing me like I’m chasing him. The guy with corvette beside me today hit Mach 1 to avoid me. His life wish was great.  I was just overwhelmed with the limited time between seeing the sign and having to get 6 lanes over going at 70 mph.

I have this incredible IPhone that has a Map and I chart my route and look at this IPad type thing on the console and it tells me what to do. I can’t see it because of the sunshine and it’s one of those things I have to change . The iPhone speaks to this screen but if I turn then the cameras for turning come on and I lose the navigation page.  Fortunately my Apple Watch has the tiny direction which I look at or feel and I somehow stay on track.  It’s a steep learning curve and I was so tired and so fatigues and so weak and when I pulled of for gas there was literally no room and I was hoping for a truck stop. But I got it done.  Pick up more orange juice.

I survived.  I’m here for 2 nights.  Minimum stay on KOA Holiday weekend.  I’m shaking when I pull in . I’m ecstatic when I park and hit the automatic jack then put out the slide.  Then I hook up wanted and electriciticy,. 

All the while I was doing this peacocks were interested in me and walking buy.  I gave them some bread when I set up the Starlink. It was roadrunners in Palm Beach and Quail in Yuma and humming birds in Niland.  I love the birds.  Evolution of dianoaurs.  Great sex lives.  Weird behaviour. Amazing survival skills

Madigan was anxious about Big Bird and watched them from inside through the door and didn’t even bark.  

I watched Star Trek Acadmy and was disappointed in this episode but Boston Blue with Whalberg was worth the watch.  I ate microwave chicken pot stew.  Drank looks of orange juice. I’ve been doing aspirin and teaspoons of apple cider vinegar and bottles of listernine.  Otrivin got me through a couple of nights.  Now I’m must up at 2 am and writing nonsense.  

I was worried about Danny and thinking of my brother and parents and then all those night vigils I did in intensive care.  All the fights with administration for oxygen or IV’s or nurses.  I don’t know why I remember the negative. I was married to the greatest girls in the world but rather than remember the joy and wonder of love my mind goes to the divorce.  The ugly months out of a decade of alright with ecstasy and love blooming in beginning.  I really have been blessed. 

Life has been good. I ‘m enjoying JD Vance’s Hillbilly Elegy.  I remember seeing white poverty in the north and maritime and how no one talked about it. Now it’s DTES and drugs and overdosages .  

I’ve a meeting in the morning. I enjoy the fellowship. I’ll try to go back to sleep again.  Usually journalling gets the puss out my head and I can sleep.  I coughed and cleared my lungs so don’t have that breathing challenge that woke me up.  I’m rallying.  Just enough work and movement and concentration and the systems coming back on line. If this doesn’t work I can have the peanuts butter and jam therapy. All those decades of on call I’d use peanut -butter and jam and milk with morning coffee to look forward to and somehow got through the nights.  I’d worry about a patient and God would give me an answer and a miracle would occur.  

Thank you Jesus.  The peacocks were a real reward for today. Well worth the struggle and challenge.  Thank you Jesus. 

Palm Springs Joshua Tree KOA , Feb. 15, 2026

I am so happy to be here. Palm Springs is terrific. This KOA Holiday campground is just perfect.  Easy to find. Great standard back in 30 am sites with full service and some pull through 50 Amp sites which I didn’t need given the easy lay out. Driving the hour and a half from Fountain of Youth was easy too.  Beautiful views. I love my Thor Hurricane Class A Motorhome.  Stowing is easier every time . Taking in the slide and retracting the jacks isn’t nearly as terrifying. Even loading the Vespa is becoming easy. I catastrophise so have to pray as I do each of these complex tasks.   

Leaving FOY the drive was stupendous.  Great view of the Salton Sea and sandy mountains. Incredible vista with the class A window.  I have my iPhone 17 with the Apple Watch so not only do I see the blown up version of the map on my navigation screen my watch gives me tactile cues telling me to turn as the map flashes. It was a sun blue sky whisps of white cloud day.  75 to 80 degrees 

Dillon is big road with a lot of dips but KOA was easily identified and simple entrance. . The office was terrific. I’d booked ahead a couple of days. They say it gets busy on the weekend.  It later did fill up.  I paid for the week.  I’ll have 4 days more of work then I’ll devote myself to the journey home.  Some 2000 km and I do 3 to 400 km a day. This 2 hour trip was easy.  4 hours is stressful.  

I saw an (RV repair guy FreedomAdrillRVTech.com -9078887370) on the way to my spot and asked him if he’d repair my awning. Turned out to be the best guy.  I ‘d broken a wire on the awning which I think was a low hanging tree outside the market. I’m learning.  I’d thought it was a fuse but not. The awning is important here as I have the sun shining directly on that side and it really does heat up. The awning helps keep my motorcoach cool.  The A/C is a god send. My little fur bear dog loves me for the A/C.

I liked that I had my Vespa off and the Thor set up in less than an hour.  I’m getter better at arrival and departure.

This KOA Holiday has a lot of amenities, best the pool and natural mineral hot springs .  They have several dog parks too. I immediately took Madigan for a walk around the park. He had his poop and liked the little dog park. There’s a really big one for big dogs.  You could exercise horses in there.  Once he was walked I put on my swim trunks and headed for the pool.  Three hot tubs of different heat 100 degrees to 104 degrees. .  They weren’t as hot as FOY’s Lobster Pot or tubs but they were hot and the jets were perfect.  I’ve had a couple of days of these ‘waters’ and my back really is feeling better. I suspect it’s the soothing waters and the  positioning of the jets. 

Yesterday I also got talking to Dawn a beautiful mother with some teen girls her husband was watching over and the cutest little surprise guy a few years old.  He really was as adorable as Madigan.  She was working in media and told me about the variety of KOA’s., the basic “Journey”, and the “Holiday” destination and a luxurious “Resort”, one of which was in San Diego. “It’s like a city in a campground, all the amenities and games. The ‘Holiday” and ‘Resort’ have cafe’s on site.’ 

I so enjoyed listening to her.   I must have been in the tub for over a half hour rather than the 10 to 15 minute recommendation.  The pool was full of children.  Such a contrast to the over 55 FOY.  I admit I liked the variety of ages as a change but boys with water pistols letting off steam in the pool made the over 55 crowd less ‘startling’.  I liked them both.    

In the afternoon I put Madigan’s box on the Vespa and headed out sightseeing. There are nearby markets but about 10 mile away was the Walmart and Costco I found. I need the AREDS 2 formula eye vitamins and was glad to find these.  I don’t need more food. My fridge and cupboards are full but I went hungry as a student and during divorces so guess I have a trauma response.  Alternatively I could just be a fatty.  Anyway I picked up port chops, steaks  and half and half for the coffee.  Then once I’d checked out I had to figure out how to load it all on the Vespa with Madigan. I look forward one day towing a little truck like the maverick.  I did 10 minutes on the 70 mph freeway on the VESPa FOT 120 km.  With cross winds I thought I really would like 4 wheels. Yet when I got off the freeway I was again sure God loved me and Madigan.  Meditation and prayer in motion and 2 wheels high speed mass traffic certainly focuses the attention especially if you’re carrying a little fuzz ball you adore. He loves the ride and I see him in the mirror smiling behind me. Biker Dog.  

Friday was a busy day.  I had Deli potato salad and fried chicken.  We watched the latest episode of Star Trek Academy.  I actually enjoyed it Really good plot and the characters are growing on me.  The Betazoid and her capacities made her especially enjoyable.  I love Star Trek.  Ever since Captain Kirk I’ve been a fan and I enjoy following the progress of Artemis and the brilliant Elon Musk plan to build a Moon Base as platforms for the Mars mission.  

I woke this morning with a sore throat.  It’s like I slept with my mouth open. I worried I was getting a cold but it’s not progressed and seems to be getting better. 

Yesterday I rode the Vespa by myself to O’Reilly auto parts to get chains. Now I can go back on the I5 and face the Sisyou and Grant pass. It’s more direct and mostly better driving for the motorhome. However I don’t like the idea of snow and I’ve always come back the longer route on the Coast 100 and 101.  Either way I’ll do fine . I am looking forward to returning to Canada and completing this expedition.  I’m adding a skill as bus driver to my collection and am even getting good at backing up and parking. I think of taking Laura and Madigan up to our Whistler RV Park or the Harrison RV park, places we enjoy up north which will be better now with the Thor.

I enjoyed the meetings in FOY and have kept up with my on line meetings.  Yesterday I had to do several hours of patients messages.  I was paid and glad to continue paying the bank for my Thor which I really like.  

I haven’t made it to church this morning.  The rough throat was a good excuse.  I walked Madigan around the park and he had his morning poop. Hooray.  He met a labradoodle too and they enjoyed the meet and sniff.  I pulled out the recliner and expect I’ll do a little hot tub time and then return to lie in the sun with sunscreen.  I really haven’t done much of that this year though in other years I did that much more. Maybe this week in my noon hours.  I’ve maintained working 30 hours a week most of the time I’ve been away which is good. I like that and am very thankful to Gary and Mary Lou at DocSide to keep the administration going with me working virtual these couple of months.  

I was blessed to see a road runner when I first pulled in.  Another one returned yesterday. There was no accompanying coyote.

I’m really enjoying this KOA Palm Springs Judas Tree.  

Thank you God for your love and protection.  Thank you Jesus. 

Bombay Beach Outdoor Church

Praise the Lord.  What a beautiful day, sunshine and blue sky.  Madigan my dog loved running free on the beach among the incredible art installations.  Steam punk.  Surrealist or just plain camp.  Meanwhile I’m sitting beside the Salton Sea reminiscent of the Dead Sea.  

Pastor Jack spoke today on the gospel of John.  “There were miracles and healings but the message was the ‘word’”. In the Bible we have the words of Jesus today and if we read them especially daily, the Holy Spirit comes into us and begins the  work.  He called himself  version 4.1 in computer language being rewritten by the Lord.  “Jesus said ‘believe in me’.  He said you ask for the Lord to come in.  I remember hearing the handle was on the inside of the door.  .   Pastor Jack said, “It’s like C.S. Lewis who taught we were a soul inhabiting a body on our journey, not our body.”  Jesus said ‘if you know me you will know the Father’. 

Jack spoke so fondly of his wife and his marriage of 40 years ago.  I was grieving.  The marriages , the love, the loss of family and friends. 

Pastor Jack played a Psalm sung in Aramaic, the language of Jesus.  I just read that Jesus said Fear Not some 90 times.  The NIV changed some of  KJV “fear not’s “ of the Bible  to ‘Do Not Be Afraid”. 26 times Jesus said  choose faith over fear.  The importance of faith in a living  loving present God.  

I was at peace there on the beach this morning listening to the scripture.  

It’s Super Bowl  Sunday.   Jack shared how he’d slept with his football as a boy loving the game.  I felt that way about baseball and hockey. Today though I’ll watch the football a bit. really am more interested in the half time all American alternative show put on by Turning Point in honor of Charlie Kirk who was assasinated.  NBS has Bad Bunny as their ‘woke’  half time show..   Kid Rock is headlining the Alternative All American Show celebrating family, faith and American culture.  I saw Kid Rock at Sturges when I rode my big Harley  from Vancouver Canada to the Black Hills. A bit of me sees the half time shows as spiritual war between life and death.  

Listening to Pastor Jack talking of his Christian services in the prisons and how his attitude changed I thought how I must learn to love  and fear less.   But then I’m trying to ‘let go and let God’, learning ‘serenity ‘ and accepting  that the struggle is inside me ,not ‘out there’.  .

At the end of the church service as we were breaking up for coffee a man and a woman arrived with a little baby . The smiling baby’s  head  was the size of the father’s hand.  I liked the family scene. .  Jack’s daughter had been there last I was on the beach in worship.  I liked the dogs too. The service was spiritually so meaningful. I was reminded of spiritual meetings we had on the Saipan beaches reciting the Lord’s Prayer and Serenity Prayer.

Bombay Beach is in the midst of revival in so many ways. 

Pastor Jack said, “I think that Bombay Beach with the sand and sea is like Galilee..”  Having been to Israel  I had to agree. 

Thank you Jesus for Pastor Jack and the mission of the church of Bombay Beach.  Thank you John for your Gospel. . Thank you God. 

Fountain of Youth RV Spa, Niland, California - Feb. 7, 2026

I’m here at Fountain of Youth RV Spa in the Thor Hurricane Motorhome having come from Sleepy Hollow RV Park, on border of California, Arizona and Mexico at town of Aldegones.

I was so anxious the night before departure but every thing went just fine as I did the next right thing. Loading the motorcycle wasn’t an issue. I was moving through molasses remembering past challenges and praying through out.  Then when I was on the highway and heading west again I was ecstatic. I was at the apogee of my jouirney and heading home.

It is good to be back here.  Yesterday it took only 45 minutes to have my home all set up. It had only taken that long to take down the home. I remember when I planned to pull anchor sailing the SV Giri,  I wanted to be able to ready to go at a half hours notice. Here I am moving in that direction with my ‘land barge’.  I remember thinking how much better it would be to drive down the coast at a 100 km/hr rather than sailing at my maximum speed of 5 to 7 km /hr under power.  What I didn’t consider was the traffic. On the ocean once I was out of harbour I put on the autopilot and there was very little traffic. I had a ship detector and had to on watch but even at night it was not nearly as exciting as it is on the 10 lane freeways around LA.  

I liked the highway 8 headed to San Diego from Yuma.  I turned north at 111.  I loved the views. The Thor front window is magnificent. I might like the endless sky and barking with hills in the background because it reminds me of the prairies heading to Alberta and the Rockies.  

I’m parked in 17 one slip over from 19 where I was before.  Yesterday I walked the dog to the park and he met another dog. I also had to soaks and ate fried chicken I’d picked up on the journey when I stopped in Calipatria looking for eye vitamins. I’m down on the official kind though I have a bottle of almost like eye vitamins from the Vitamin Store. I believe they are maintaining my aging sight. I like the new glasses I have from Sol optical in Aldegones.  2 hours of driving was all round doable. I did 5 to 6 hours driving each day and plan to head back doing 3 to 4 as that’s not so tiring.  I still have to decide whether to take the I-5 through the Sissyou Pass for which I need to have chains.  Or i could head over to the coast where the weather is better and the views are great. I just don’t know the RV parks.  Peter was so kind to give me the list of ones he and Larry use with their Tiffany. That was a god send on the way down.  

My awning isn’t extending so I wish I had travelhome or Kelvin here to fix that.  I checked the fuse and it wasn’t obviously so I stopped as right now the awning is in and I don’t need it.If I were to get it to go out it could be I’d not be able to get it back in. There’s a motor and a wire that needs to be checked.  That was the joy of known Kelvin of Travco.  He was really good at diagnositics and fixing things like this.  I’ve been very fortunate on this trip with RV repairs services so have to remember it’s not like I’m in the extreme backwoods off road hunting with my camper or the Rv’s before that.  There’s help and I really am thankful for that.

I meant to mention God. I had my meeting on line this morning and we talk about spiritual connection and a higher power.  Kirk shard on facebook te bliss he experiences meditating.  Wendy shared how she was able to attend a family funereal calmer thanks to her prayer and meditation. I have a friend Reg who turned 75 and I remembered Willy inviting me for dinner on my 50’s birthday. I’ve had so many family and closest friends die.  Now a friend on face book is recording his end stage cancer from palliative care.  Like my brother Ron he wanted so much to spend as much time as possible home with his little dog. An emergency has him back in hospital again and hopefully he’ll get over this glitch and get more time at home.  I shared with him that he’d brought to mind ‘do not go gentle into that still’ night.  I also thought of Leonard Cohen’s,  As I lay dead, an angel came’.

I’m comfortable with life as a stage on the journey. I’m enjoying reading Dan Brown’s latest book discussing identity as in the ‘cloud’ so to speak. The body is the repeater site.  I look forward to the love of seeing might family and friends again. I dream of this conference in a place like Santorini.  That’s my Captain Stormfield’s Visit to Heaven.  I liked the Moody work on the NDE and the seeing the light.  

I’m pretty happy here. I will be driving the Vespa with Madigan over to Salton Sea beach for him to run.  The town of Bombay Beach seemed like my mind with the new growth, the old shattered mind , the stress of divorce and drugs and death of work.  

Today I’m trying to let go.  I want to know God and know God’s will for me but my ego, that limited sense of self pulls me down into fear and selfishness.

I had so much fear leaving Sleepy Hollow and once I was o the road it was heaven again. I remember when I was on pilgrimage to Israel there was unrest with people being shot. The pope had recommended everyone go but because of the crisis that didn’t stop me going, the Church of Nativity was almost empty and I was able to enter the Grotto with a few other I’d sund a hymn with.  Now I was discussing sexuality with a friend saying that I recommended ‘Why can’t I buy a Canadian’ from a course i gave for years in which I handed that out. Willie Gutowsky told me that JEsus said ‘do not be afraid’. Or ‘fear not’ some 70 times .  I’m working on being ‘grateful’ I can’t nip all fear but don’t need to dwell on it.  I’ve had a lot of life and negative experiences I dwelt on. My job today is to focus on the positive.  I’m truly blessed and despite being in car crashes and plan crasshes and surviving various sickness I’m here today.

This really is paradise.  I’ve this great little mutt with me. My motorhome which I share with the bank is paradise. It’s all I need and very elegant.  There’s so much more room if I were to just sort and clean. So much stufff I just brought over from the Fuzion RV and I don’t really need it.

Thank you God for all these blessings. I don’t know if God is reality or a loving reality. I really suspect there’s’ pre destiny and I maybe wrote the script to learn love over fear.  It’s a good life serving and healing and now older I can contemplate God.  I’m ’supported to be’ finishing a book on addiction and spirituality.  I have these books in progress and right now rather than write in that genre I’m blogging and journalling which is what I enjoy.  I’m having God on my mind. It was here I road the VEspa to Salvation Mountain and contemplated the prayer Jesus. I am a sinner, please come upon my body and into my heart.  

I’m looking forward to going to the Bombay Beach Church tomorrow with Pastor Jack. He’s preaching on the Gospel of John and I began reading that again on this journey.

Then John gave this testimony (about Jesus) “ I saw the Spiirt come down from heaven as a dove and remain on him. And I myself did not Know him, but one who sent me to baptize with water told me, “The man on how you see the Spirit come down and remains is the one who will baptize with the Holy Spirit. I have seen and I testify that this is God’s Chosen One.”

Jesus Christ is God’s Chosen One.  I suspect that means the ‘messiah’ too.  ‘Christ’.  

Thank you Jesus for this day. Thank you for Love and Life. Holy Spirit come. 

Fountain of Youth RV Park, Niland, California, Feb. 6, 2026

So happy to be back here.  I had real trepidation about departure. I had to block all this negative catastrophizing.  I prayed the whole way and was thankful. Once I had the Thor leveled and the slide in and Vespa stowed on the back I took Madigan for a last walk in the Sleepy Hollow RV dog park. He really likes that.  

Then we were on the road.  I felt great once I was on the highway.  Highway driving my big bummed class A is getting better.  I love the massive window view out front. I filled with gratitude going through the Imperial Dunes. How wondrous is this.  I’ve begun the journey home and despite the initial panic and resistance all was well and I was enjoying the journey.  

Blue sky.  Sunshine.

Easy drive.

I’m very thankful..  Madigan is settling in and sat down for part of the trip. He’s normally standing by my side still getting use to the ‘bus’.  

I enjoyed my Red Bull.  I have them driving.  It was a thing I did on the motorcycle rides. Now I have a half thermos of hot coffee and one Red Bull.

The 111 old road was perfect.

I really am grateful . Did I mention how thankful I was.  I’d had nightmares last night of the end of my marriage and the crash of the clinic and the guys doing drugs.  I’d gone to bed at 9 and woke at 330.  I was able to get a little sleep till 6 but the negativity was loud.  I remember sailing the challenge sometimes to lift anchor and go.  Superstitions and fears.

I am so glad I moved through the molasses.  Loading the Vespa was easy and unloading was easy too.  I just have to do it before I level the Thor.

I arrived parked, unloaded the Vespa, then set up electricity , water, sewer and Starlink. I even set up my little table and barbecue. I’d stopped in Calipatria from eye vitamins but they didn’t have those. I’ve a few left and some other eye vitamins but will pick some up on next passage. I’m thinking of Palm Springs.  Bakersfield and Orange Grove are 6 hours away where as Palm Springs is an hour and a half. I might stop over a night or two to keep the distance to 3-4 hours trips.  

Larry and Peter do 400 km jaunts and their map of places they like on the way down was a god send.  Going back I’m still not sure if I’ll take the I-5 or head to the coast.

Right now I’m going to take the little guy for a little walk then I’ll get into the hotsprings.  I texted Laura to say that she was all that missing.  I was thankful Adell wished me a safe journey. 

Thank you Jesus for getting me here.  Thank you for keeping Madigan and I safe and for protecting the Thor on this journey.  Thank you!!!!

Sleepy Hollow RV Park, Quechjan Reserve, Friday Feb. 6, Apogee

I’ve stowed and am having my morning coffee, last coffee here.  It’s the apogee of my journey. I begin to head back. I’m booked a couple of hours west at Fountain of Youth RV Spa Niland.  I enjoyed the drive from there to here. 

I had rough dreams of stranges times in the past. They say before dying your life passes before your eyes. I’ve had dreams and memories doing that the last few years. So maybe that doesn’t happen as a flash but begins after 50.  Today is bright and shiny.  It’s a wonderful place here. Quiet.  Friendly.  Again I’ve enjoyed the dog park and walks.  The first week I was walking across the border to Algadones. This last week in addition to work I’ve just stayed here and relaxed. I’m sleeping more.  

Best to move along. Madigan knows something is happening so he’s ready.

Thank you Lord for this Thor motorhome. Thank you for Sleepy Hollow RV Park. Thank you the Quechan Indian Reserve.  Thank you for gas.  Thank you for internal combustion. Thank you for slides and leveling systems. Thank you for sewage and electricity. Thank you for my Vespa. Thank you for my family out east. Thank you for Laura and her family and Kevin and Anna and the God Children

I really appreciate Peter and Larry for the inspiration. I was so blessed that Peter shared the RV parks that they take to come south. It really worked well spacing the journey. I don’t know if I’ll follow that route back as I’ve a desire to go to the coastal route I’ve returned on before. I need to watch the weather and road condition on I5 for Siskiyou and Grant Pass.  Then there is the consideration for the incredible coastal view.

I’m getting ahead of myself.  Get your head in the same room as your ass is.  

Thank you Jesus.

Sleepy Hollow RV Park , Winterhaven, California Feb. 4 2026

I’ve 2 days before pack up and depart. I’m anxious about this.  It’s nothing to get set up and stowed but I feel like it’s a big thing. I hope as I do it more it will be less daunting. My last passage was pleasant and I’m hoping this is too.

The plan is to drive to Fountain of Youth for a week, maybe two.  It’s a couple of hours and I’d get to ‘take the waters’ some more and go to a meeting.  

My anxiety is loading the Vespa though it’s now something I know.

I was glad that President Trump made a treaty with India.  Xi Jin pings purge of the moderates and desires to invade Taiwan seems in the offing. However there is hope there won’t be a world war though France and Englind are aligned with China.  I’ve been caught up in Social Media watching X and FB for daily news.  I have been playing guitar again. I’m supposed to be writing the book but at the end of the day of work I’ve just been making meals and watching old episodes of NCIS I missed . I thought I’d seen them all but this is the LA group when it appears Hetty is departing and it looks like they’re trying to find a fit for her replacement. The general was a good choice.  

I’m looking forward to getting back to Canada. I miss the variety of occasional clinic visits.  Anil has me doing the taxes paper collections.  I’ve a desire to have Alena and Alyina clean my place again. I also miss Laura’s visits .  I think of going up to Whistler with its view and Harrison Hotsprings.  I need to find a good location for the Thor there that’s easy to get into and out of.  I’ve been thinking about the Maverick truck to tow and imagine that’s in the offing. I don’t like debt though.  There’s no rush. I’ll be glad to get my mini back when I get home.

I’ve been thinking ahead like that.  It’s the green I’m looking for and exchanging my Vespa for the Harley form storage.

Epstein list is all the rage with Carney and his wife friends.  It really does seem that all the elites were kinky like Trudeau and having sex with young girls was the catch.  When Buddha had every option with so many orgies and women and presumably girls and boys and whatever he stopped looking outward and went inward.  Gates and Clinton seem to have continued to lust while Musk and Benzo got their kicks heading for space. I’d definitely be in the later group looking for new places to explore.

I do like the journey.  I’m looking forward to driving back to Canada with the stops.  Five days over a few weeks. I like to speed up and take fewer breaks when the weather gets colder. Last year I thought I’d rather be in Canada than northern US so got home a week earlier. I was thinking of Laura and familiar routines.  I’m antsy.

I’m longing to be heading home but anxious nonetheless.  A couple of work days. I pray I can be of service.  

Thank you God.  Thank you Jesus.