Tales from the Off Season: the early days

Now that camp is empty, really since I've been back on Saturday I haven't seen any other people. I know they're here, I just haven't seen them. The quiet is expansive at times but then there's always the constant chatter of the thoughts in your head to keep you company. It's hard to imagine that being the case on the mainland, where there's always something to keep you busy, someone else to distract you. But out here I've found that I have to find a way to be alone with myself because that's all I have. Some days it's harder than others because what's going on in your head is more or less chaotic static and there's no way to get away from it. There's no making sense of it, and there's no running from it. You just have to figure out how to let it be that way until it stops buzzing in your ears.

Speaking of running I've been doing that a lot lately. Seems to be a way that I can quiet those voices in my head. When I'm focusing on taking one more step and continuing on around the next bend I don't hear my head quite so much. Which is comforting.

Well, I have some animals too. Gato seems to have taken a liking to me, following me around and coming up to the house at night to snuggle and spend a little time. It's nice to have her there, she's at least a little company when the house feels empty. There's also a bison that comes into camp sometimes. He's around here every once in awhile, been a bit since I've seen him, but I'm sure he'll be back.

I don't know when the construction of the pier will start. Soon I would expect. It's being delayed for several reasons, many of which I'm not sure I fully understand, but such is the way of things. It'll happen when it happens. And then there will be more folks around. Which I'm sure will be good.

And now follows, some photos recently of the off season days.