6 months ago we had to abort the Pan American Highway trip that we had planned and worked hard on for over two years. We felt kicked in the gut, forsaken, and had absolutely no idea that the Lost Coast would actually be what we were looking for: a place to call “home”.
We have all fallen in love with this place, and we plan on being here for the long haul. Sure, we want to travel, explore and make disability connections abroad (- the idea of an Inn in someplace balmy – in addition to a retreat center on the Lost Coast – is percolating for the future). But while the kids are young and less tethered to the Best School Ever, we’d like to leave for the winters, returning for the summer.
I was looking through photos and could not believe how much has changed in these past 6 months. It’s incredible, as in literally “hard to believe.”
When we came, the loft in our yurt didn’t have walls – you could roll off and smash into the concrete floor on the first floor. Not exactly kid proof! The stairs were unguarded, there was no furniture. All 5 of us crammed onto a double futon. It was freezing and Mikey had to go out and chop wood in the mornings. The outdoor shower made it all okay – we’ve always loved that – and the well-crafted outhouse, strangely enough, is also something we like.
I’m sure many people would think we are still roughing it, but for us, our set up is comfortable and we are content.
Here, I wanted to share some of the highlights of the past 6 months –
Our first views of the Lost Coast –
With steep switchbacks,frequent heavy fog, wandering deer and cattle, narrow rough roads, sun in your eyes and views that make it difficult to concentrate at times, the way to the Lost Coast is not for everyone.
It’s not a breeze through suburbia; it’s like dipping your toe into a wild California, a place that time somehow forgot.
It’s fitting that parts of Jurassic Park were filmed here.
We arrived on our hill from the drive, parked our truck Myrtle and loped up into the yurt, dragging our jaws behind us.
I don’t know how easily you can tell where the loft is in the photos? the lack of any protective walls or really, anything! It’s all funny to me now only because I don’t have to sleep with all the kids anymore.
The beauty of this place hit us hard and didn’t stop.
It doesn’t end.
It’s like, beauty upon beauty upon beauty.
Changing beauty, relentless beauty, embracing beauty, enveloping beauty.
Beauty is the one constant here on the Lost Coast.
I can live with that
In fact, it’s true to say that I’ve learned that I cannot live without beauty. I mean, I can’t function, I am not a whole person if I am not surrounded by beauty. It’s like something in me just dies and the pieces that make up the whole of who I am become scattered without the beauty of nature around me to hold me enthralled and keep me focused. I don’t know if that makes sense.
Both Micah and Moxie started school. They are thrilled.
School here is something to treasure – small classes, caring and intelligent teachers, an authentic and holistic view of community and the world. It’s a dream come true for me and I deeply appreciate the opportunity to have our kids be a part of it.
It feels like a life time, it feels like no time.
A blink of an eye, an eternity.