Posts Tagged ‘Astoria’

Changes

My first post in three weeks. My life has taken some fun and unexpected turns. I got a job at Ft. Stevens State Park as a Host. My duties include keeping the new cabins clean in change for a free spot for my RV in one of the most beautiful places on earth.  Ft. Stevens is situated at the mouth of the Columbia River where it empties into the Pacific. Ft. Stevens Military Reservation guarded the mouth of the Columbia River from the Civil War through World War II.  5 miles of hiking trails and 7 miles of bike path through forests and dune grass opening to the Pacific on one side and the Columbia River on the other. The name of this blog “offthegridwithcathyherman” will still be appropriate as the Host position only lasts 3 months at a time, my next assignment is at Nehalem Bay State Park near Manzanita (I know, tough duty).

The most important lesson I took away from my road trip was my ability to adapt to life as it unfurled in front of me, all while enjoying the ride.

The other decision I made was to start my own business. American Woman Promotions. Travel with me as I start a small business in America, selling promotional products made in America to promote American companies and events.

The transition from travel and adventure to entrepreneurship is full of comparisons.  Facing new situations daily, making decisions on which direction to travel, navigating road blocks and government red tape, tracking expenditures and planning for the unexpected. The joy of launching a new business is terrifying, taking the leap of faith in yourself and your abilities. The same terrifying joy I felt when I hit the road last March and started this blog.

Cathy

Squirrel Attack

Getting up in the morning, I noticed the roof of the car was left open.  Opening the door and sitting down to start the car to close the roof really scared the dickens out of the squirrel sitting in my backseat enjoying a delicious organic d’anjou pear.  He scrambled up over the head rest and out the way he came in, scaring the dickens out of me!

All I had left of the encounter were some footprints on my car and chewed pear bits and hunks.  The attack occurred on the poor pears, it could have been worse….