People often ask me what is my favorite place I’ve visited. It’s always too hard to pick just one place since so many pieces of trips were all fantastic in their own way, and I wouldn’t have missed going to any of them.
But today I got a Facebook message from a dear friend I met during my summer of 2011 around the Great Lakes of Michigan. In thinking about this afterward, it brought clearly into focus two of my very favorite memories ever since I started fulltiming:
“Hi Malia, I don’t know why but, when I saw this video, I thought Malia would crack up over this one. Kinda makes ya want to smoke what this guy must have smoked.” Yosemite Bear Mountain Giant Double Rainbow
My response after watching video:
OMG, Rod, this really did crack me up! Double rainbow – all the way! LOL!
But you really did get to know me well to have thought of me because I really have felt that way at some of the sights I’ve seen along the way, but never more so about the Porcupine Mountains and Lake Superior! The only other time I sat there and cried like this dude was beside a frozen lake early on the way to Alaska.
(From my Inspiration’s Journey website 5/8/2003 – Muncho Lake):
“Even though this was very early in the trip, this stop was one of the most memorable moments for me – not only on this trip, but in my entire life.
There was nobody else around and I was just standing there gawking and then became aware of this cracking-like sound. It was almost imperceptible at first as the snowy white silence seemed complete. I couldn’t figure out what it was and finally it had me a little worried. I inspected Inspiration thoroughly, and then realized what I was hearing was the sound of the lake melting beside me! When I looked closely, I could see the subtle shifts in the water and the thin ice covering near the shore giving way to spring. I then literally dropped to my knees in tears – it moved me almost more than I could stand. Still don’t really know how to explain it. I just sobbed like a baby, saying over and over to myself, “You’re hearing the lake melting – and look at that, and look at that – you can see it melting, too!”
It really was one of the most cosmic, magical moments in a mostly magical trip. Who would have ever thought the sound of ice melting could be magical, but I assure you it was.”
“So, yeah, I could totally relate to this guy. And I swear (from one who really knows these things) that you don’t even need to be smoking anything at moments like these!”
I guess I’m a little more nostalgic about my Alaska trip lately because my Fulltime RVing Class of 2005 friends, Tab & Deanna and Terry & Dale are on their way there now. This is their first time to Alaska and it’s been great to keep up with them and see it all again through their eyes. I’m pissed, though, that they’ve already seen bears on the road!
I didn’t have my first encounter until I had a “Backyard Bear” in an RV Park in Anchorage! I was pretty excited that day, too, for sure – almost lost my glasses!
What really killed me tonight, though, is when I checked on their last blog entry from June 6, they were heading to Muncho Lake!
I got to thinking it was also funny to get this from a guy I met in Michigan because that trip was the second time I had such a profound experience of sheer bliss and contentment being exactly where I was.
I fell in love with Lake Superior at McLain State Park:
And Lightening on Lake Superior was an amazing spectacle
(public Facebook pictures):
And Lake Superior rainbows and sunsets that made me ga-ga, too!
(public Facebook pictures):
So I really appreciated the chance to clarify and relive those fabulous memories.
But right now I’m totally excited about exploring the Great Smoky National Park this summer. I wonder what my favorite memory there will be? I’ll be in Tennessee tomorrow!