Secret Haven.

Leaving Take Root was interesting. I had some time to kill, so I stopped at my usual spot when I was in college for some dinner: The Great Wall. The little girl behind the counter I remember helping with school reports is now in high school and vaguely remembers my face.

Driving out to the retirement party brought back more memories than I thought it would. When I got to the main street before turning off onto the gravel road to Rainbow Basin, I passed the TSU Ag Farm where I had so many parties, rode my bike to for peace and quiet, and passed on my many rides to Rainbow Basin for mental health days.

The very 70's style sign locating the gravel road for my destination was just as I had remembered it: kind of hidden an very run down, but comforting. I passed the random houses and lakes alongside the road, and the "no trespassing" sign which lead to the abandoned ski lodge where my friends and I would explore on occasion and hike up to the top of the ski lift usually in early fall or late spring so we could see all the lights in the town...our own little oasis.

I passed my destination and went to park my car and find my tree where I spent my first alone time in college. In previous post, you might remember me talking about my inability to be alone...well this is where that was broken. Many tears were shed under that tree, and many pictures were taken along the path leading to it. Another safe place to add to my list.

I turned around a made it to Jackson Stables, my favorite winery, and was met by so many faces I had forgotten in the last six years...

More to come on that, though, on Thursday.

Until then,

Cheers!

Sam Jo.