HURON LAKE SP, NM—In the morning, I drove north to meet up with Randy’s Quest for Community Caravan. As I pulled through their camping area, all the sites were either taken or had a picnic table blocking them. Though I could have easily un-blocked a site, that’s not how I work anymore—that’s not how you flow with Her.
I drove on to the next camping area, less than a 1/4 mile further on, but it had no sites which appealed to me. I pulled into a primitive area right next door, pulled the rig off the road and explored the area on foot to see if I could get in close to the lake.
No luck. But when I returned to where I had parked, I realized that the spot that I had quite offhandedly stopped, was a perfect campsite: A great view, a few trees for afternoon shade, good Internet and lots of privacy.
I smiled to myself (and in silent gratitude) at how once again She seems to have guided me.
I leveled the rig, walked down to the lake for a swim, then went over to Randy’s for an afternoon chat.