Boondocking Lassen Ntn’l Forest

With plans to finally go into Lassen Volcanic National Park the following weekend, we backtracked a half hour’s drive to position ourselves not far out of the North entrance. There are so many forest roads all over the place up here, all mostly in fantastic condition too, we would have no problem’s finding a place to call our own for the work week.

Kerri’s scouting skills have surpassed mine – at least in the amount of time she invests into the scouting. I’m no fan of staring into an iPhone for hours looking at maps, while she happily plugs away at it, earmarking a dozen spots to recon each week. So, thanks again to Kerri’s tireless efforts, we had a few places to choose from – selecting a wide valley miles down a dirt forest road. Then, to to make sure we had some privacy we drove a 100 yards off that dirt road into the trees. Ah!

There was no creek. No lake. No river. No spectacular view. Just a stable cell signal (I dunno how, but there was) and a nice open space to soak in the solar rays for the work week. And it was simply quiet and relaxing all week, although we were just hunkered in the van and working. I even pulled the Camp Chef stove outside for the first time since Baja for breakfasts in the morning sun. The dogs enjoyed yet another week of total freedom to roam the forest. Byron slept, while Moose took full advantage of said freedom.

On our final night we got some visitors – Jeannete and Eric dropped in. We saw them last in Idaho in August and happily hung out with them for the evening over a camp-fire, drinks, and great conversation. Just as we called it a night, put the fire out (drown it!) and made out bed, the rain arrived for the night and following day.