----->>> In a Home Named Destiny: The Ranch

We spent the next two days in Royal, Arkansas (which is right outside of Little Rock); Jordan’s Aunt Wendy owns a 20 acre ranch. It took us a couple tries to find the place as it was tucked in the woods. We finally made it to the road which she lives off of and just started laughing. The hill up to her house was steeper than any hill I have EVER seen, and I grew up in Lake Arrowhead with more steep and ridiculous access roads than you can imagine. We gave Destiny everything’s she got and we only made it about half way up the hill before she basically just shut off. That little four cylinder engine just wasn’t going to cut it. So we parked her down at the bottom, grabbed our stuff and hitched a ride to the ranch. I was pretty blown away by the beauty and simplicity of the place. It has a big four bedroom log cabin on one side of the property and then a smaller A-frame house up the street. The big house is being rented out so we stayed in the A-frame with Aunt Wendy. As I was just soaking in the place, Jordan was recalling memory after memory of the ranch; he used to come out here as a kid. It was really fun to finally see all these places he has been talking about for years. We had such a good time catching up with Wendy, which was completely random that she was in Arkansas this week since she is currently living in Oregon. It worked out perfectly. We fired up the grill the first night we were there made some burgers and watched the elections take place on our IPhones, since there was no cable. It was great to spend the night talking about all the things that might happen in the future and different ways to prepare. The next day Wendy had things to take care of in town so Jordan and I walked down to the lake (on her property) and went fishing. It was beautiful and so peaceful. In between snapping a few pictures I just laid on the dock. The breeze was light but passing through the trees just enough to make the leaves dance. We basically spent the entire day there. That night when we got back we were surprised with Fried Catfish from Grampa’s ( a little place in town). That was my first time eating catfish and it was awesome. We had coleslaw, beans, and fruit. It was another wonderful night of conversations. Such a great little blessing and surprise visit with Wendy. Her generosity was incredible and we can’t wait to get back there. Next stop Memphis, Tennessee!