Happy Cinco de Mayo everyone! It is remarkable we even remembered the Mexican holiday upon waking up this morning, since there is nothing about either our surroundings or the weather that would remotely remind anyone of Mexico.
After a couple of games of cribbage, Chris and I went to bed early last night. We were awakened a few times by the wind and rain, but the fact we were all able to get back to sleep is a sign we are adapting well to camping. This morning is cool and mostly grey, but bird song is everywhere and the vultures are circling just west of camp, so everything appears normal from our perspective.
We'll be breaking camp later today and moving east to the Lake Cowichan area. At least that is where we hope to end up. This will put us out of both cell and internet range, but we intend to be back in touch with the rest of the world by Mother's Day.
Zeus and Isis, the yin and yang of this adventure, are both doing well. Zeus is very much in the moment; spontaneous and yet predictable at the same time, if that is possible. He is slowly figuring out every person he sees does not need to be greeted with loud barking, but will never learn every stick isn't a game of fetch waiting to happen.
Isis, on the other hand, has reacted fairly calmly. When we first moved to Canada, the cab of our U-Haul became a miasma of white and grey fir, the product of stress related shedding. There is no indication Isis' first camping trip is producing a similar reaction. She has retained a calmness and rationality Zeus generally lacks. Each venture into the tall grass and Scotch broom lining the back of our campsite is slow and deliberate, with an occasional short "meow" indicating she is near, even if she has made herself invisible in the thick vegetation. We shall see what the next campsite has in store for us.
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