Saturday, Aug. 1, 2020

Road trip 2020! We finally left the house at 8:30 AM. There seems to be so much to think about when you’re leaving for 5 whole days. We dropped Ozzie off at Forever Puppy and headed north on the five. John and I had decided to listen to The Plague by Albert Camus. We kept finding familiar parallels in this story from Algeria—the initial disbelief, the assurance that “at least it isn’t catching,” the reluctance to actually call it “plague,” the slow realization that this would change plans, cancel trips, rewrite our days.

Driving north through Los Angeles through sparse traffic we noticed a sign, “L.A. Zoo Closed.” About 30 minutes later we passed the towering roller coasters of Magic Mountain, strangely deserted on a Saturday morning. Going over the Grapevine I reminisced about how we always used to stop for lunch at Denny’s, but this time Denny’s was closed.
Later we came across one a few exits north, serving outside under large umbrellas raised against the afternoon sun.

We approached Kings Canyon the back way, toward Grant Grove and picked up the keys to our cabin. It is so beautiful to be among the redwoods again! There are people up here, but it’s far from crowded. The little grocery store was open and the restaurant was serving outside only at specified times for each meal. Everyone wears masks in the lodge and store, and many do outside as well. I’m using the scarf type, which I can pull up as needed, and which incidentally matches my outfit.

Lovely to sit on the front porch of the cabin and greet the people going by, answering questions, furnishing directions to the lodge or the store like old timers. Our neighbor is an ER nurse from Cleveland who loves to travel. We shared stories about the trips we cancelled this year.

Sunset at the lodge

Tomorrow’s plan: breakfast on the patio and then explore.

Today’s Notable Headlines

Sorry, no access to my usual sources!

Why am I doing this?

The coronavirus pandemic will be indelibly written on our memories just as the Great Depression or the Battle of Britain left their mark on past generations. It is my intention to journal the events of these days from three perspectives: as a retired medical technologist, a historian (Ph.D., 2014), and an ordinary person living through an extraordinary crisis.

You are on History’s Edge.

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