BG Report: Driving around magical golden fields of California
Gorgeous and seldom-visited part of California • Inyokern to Lindsay
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DAY 70 – Driving through central California is a spectacular adventure. The area is swollen with waving fields of gold-colored grass, gentle hills obscuring the view, and, for contrast, groups of dark green trees.
And when we were there, it just happened to be a perfectly sunny day.
The day began badly for diabetes: I was 324 in the middle of the night, which actually woke me up. I took some Humalog and went back to sleep groggily.
Still 240 when I got up. Better, anyway. The morning was spent, after waking up at the hotel in the town of Inyokern, getting Masayo’s stitches from Utah removed at a local clinic. On the mend, she got in the car and we set out to the interior of California.
We were away from Death Valley. The clumps of Joshua trees that go on and on here remind you that you’re leaving the hot desert part of the state near Nevada and Arizona, and going to the cooler hills.
A highlight was Lake Isabella, man-made in 1954 but strikingly beautiful. We even stopped in the town of Lake Isabella for a gas station bathroom break. (As I waited in the car, a woman wandered up to a trash can and began rooting through it.)
By lunch time, I was still 235. And after the lunch shot, things finally got better.
We turned onto a smaller road, California 155. It had less traffic and even lovelier landscapes. This kept happening: the smaller the road, the quieter and the more attractive it was.
After hours of mesmerizing driving, we came out in the town of Lindsay, population 14,000. Lindsay is an agricultural center and we passed endless rows of olive, blueberry, and other trees on the way to the hotel.
In the hotel, we were done for the day, so after putting our picnic food and my insulin in the refrigerator, we made a sort of campout in the room. My BG was now 124, perfect.
And before bed I was 127. Another excellent reading.
So it was a quiet night in, as we watched the sun go down over the fields, and gazed toward the mountains to the west, where our next destination, Sequoia National Park, awaits tomorrow.
