To celebrate the completion of our first Femme45 segment (which can be seen in LVM #33) we decided a road trip was in order. We had been planning on going to Vancouver Island, but when the weather didn't cooperate we made the call to rally down to the Kern River Festival to soak up a little sun.
To no surprise, our adventure started off with a bang. We made it to around Orland Thursday night, finding an RV park to crash around 1am. Since it was late and dark, we threw our pads and bags on the ground and passed out. A short while later Christie was up and moving around...she had been woken up by a snail in her hand, several inches from her mouth. She quickly chucked it across the yard and settled back in. About an hour later, I woke to Christie kneeling in her sleeping bag, staring at me. Thinking she may have lost her mind, I asked her what was up. She replied with, "Snails! They're everywhere! Hundreds of them!" She then pointed out the snail making it's way across my pillow to my head and exclaimed that she had woken to one on her forehead, rolled over and crunched several more, and discovered all our stuff was covered with snails and slime! I would pay some serious money to be a witness to the scene that followed, with the two of us squealing and jumping around trying to shake the snails off ourselves and our stuff.
Attack of the killer snails!
After finally relocating to the back of the truck and settling back in, Christie had the unfortunate experience of finding that the snails had actually taken over the inside of her sleeping bag as well!
Christie's little surprise
Ahhhh, let the adventures begin!!