Friday, November 2, 2007
We're Home!
Friday, October 26, 2007
Monday, October 22, 2007
Windshild Wipers
Sunday, October 21, 2007
A Day of Rest
Sleeping until you wake up rather than being woken by the alarm is the perfect start to the day. Since last night was late, we also slept late this morning. A long shower and a light late breakfast and we headed out to see a few sights. It was already late morning but it felt so good to not be in a rush. We stepped outside into sunshine and wind. The Opryland Hotel is just down the street so we began there. What a fun place! We walked around enjoying the beautiful indoor gardens, waterfalls, and canals. Watched the water show, did a little shopping, ate lunch and finished with a HaagenDas ice cream cone. Doug always needs to test chocolate chip ice cream to see if it is up to par. It was.
Next stop was the Grand Ole Opry. It was closed but at least we can say we saw it.
The seventh president of the United States, General Andrew Jackson, had his home here in Nashville. He named it the Hermitage and it is a beautiful old southern plantation. The home is filled with original furnishings, wallpaper, and art work. The family owned the home until it was sold to the preservation group in the 1890's which is why there is so much of the original furnishings in the home. One of Jackson's slaves, although freed during the Civil War, lived on the property until 1901 and was a tour guide when the home opened to the public. It would have been so fun to have him give you a tour. I'm sure there would have been much to learn from his stories. He is buried in the family cemetery which is on the property.
The tours of old houses, battlefields, monuments and memorials has been very informative. We've had glimpses into the lifestyle of another time and, really, of another culture. It's been thought-provoking. We have much to be thankful for to those who founded and built our country. But we also should learn from the mistakes of those that have gone before us. Understanding where our country has come from, both the good and the bad, should help us make better decisions for the future. We found ourselves sitting in front of the slave quarters at the Hermitage contemplating how slavery was ever justified. Trying to understand how people could own other people and think it was okay. The enormous wealth and lavish lifestyle of plantation owners was dependent on the labor of slaves. What an impact this aspect of our history has on our society today. We have found ourselves bewildered by men like Thomas Jefferson who wrote that 'all men are created equal' yet was a slave owner. I guess we all justify things in our lives. It does cause us to contemplate human behavior, sin and self-justification. No answers, just lots of questions.
Well, after all that thinking and contemplation, it was time to do some necessary grocery shopping in preparation for long travel days. Once the food was put away in the cooler, Doug picked up some dinner and we are now watching the play-off game between the Indians and Red Sox. A good ending to a good day. Well, the good ending part may depend on who wins the game. :)
Saturday, October 20, 2007
Backcountry Roads of Kentucky
To begin the day, we drove to Springfield, KY. to see the birthplace of A. Lincoln and of course, discovered that Lincoln was not born there but only spent some of his boyhood there. So back to the books to figure out where the actual birthplace was located. That would be Hodgenville, KY. Lincoln's birthplace was about 40 miles of great country roads through the hills from where we were.
The drive was fascinating. The hills are dotted with neat little farms. Houses ranged from the grand brick Colonial with tall white columns to the run-down mobile home with a front yard filled with every possible piece of non-working machinery and junk. Most of the homes were somewhere in the middle, brick or white clapboard with neat yards. One thing all the homes had in common was a front porch with at least two chairs. The richer homes had white wrought iron benches and the poorer ones had plastic chairs. The best ones were the white or wooden rockers that filled most of the porches. Watching the neighbors and passing traffic is obviously one of the Kentuckians pastimes.
As we drove through the farmland we began to noticed all the black barns. Farm after farm had big black barns. Our travels have taken us through hundreds of miles of farmlands and most of the barns we have observed are either white, grey or red but never black. We saw hundreds of these black barns just today. The barns fascinated us and as we began a closer observation we realized the barns were filled with drying tobacco. Although we never did see tobacco fields, we saw plenty of tobacco hanging in the barns. Question; are the barns black to produce extra heat to help dry out the tobacco? Does anyone know the answer? Regardless, the black barns and black rail fences against the green fields and Autumn colored forests made for a beautiful scene.
A non-black barn with hanging tobacco . . . so how many cigarettes will this barn's contents produce?
Continuing on the back roads of Kentucky we drove to Tompkinsville. Doug's grandfather and his family are from this town in Kentucky. We've heard lots of stories over the years about Tompkinsville so it was interesting to actually see the town. It is the county seat for Monroe county, named for President Monroe and his vice-president Tompkins.
At the Old Mulkey Meeting House -- Doug gets 10 seconds to push the shutter, run around to the front door, across the room, and look casual just before the photographic moment
Detail, log-built Old Mulkey Meeting House -- this bump-out portion of the building is where the speaker stood to address the congregation
Not far from Tompkinsville was a place on the map called the Old Mulkey Meeting House State Park. This sounded interesting so off we went. This was the first log meeting house in Kentucky built in 1807. Hannah Boone Pennington was a member of this church. She was the sister of Daniel Boone. Both she and her father, Squire Boone, are buried in the church cemetery as are several soldiers from the Revolutionary War. It is a beautiful log church set amidst the forest, quiet and peaceful.
Old Ford along Kentucky highway -- old cars, old appliances, old stuff . . . right along the road for our entertainment
From there our last stop for the day was to be Nashville, Tennessee. There was not a major road anywhere near the road we were on but the map showed that it would connect with the major road to Nashville that we needed. Maps are not always accurate. We headed south. The back country road kept getting smaller and smaller till we were on a one lane road traveling through the hills of Kentucky. The housing continued to get poorer and poorer, more junk in the front yards. The road dead ended. We turned left. That didn't feel right so we turned around and drove into the sun. After all, our overall destination lay to the west and south. We just kept taking turns to the south or west until we found the road to Nashville. This unintentional tour was totally fun as we were able to really see the back country of the Kentucky hills.
Friday, October 19, 2007
SERENDIPITY
ser·en·dip·i·ty (sěr'ən-dĭp'ĭ-tē) Pronunciation Key n. pl. ser·en·dip·i·ties
The faculty of making fortunate discoveries by accident.
The fact or occurrence of such discoveries.
An instance of making such a discovery.
Thursday, October 18, 2007
Plantations and Presidents
Colonial Williamsburg, VA
We arrived in time for a great and authentic old world lunch at the King's Arm Tavern. Then we began to walk the old Colonial town of Williamsburg. We wandered the streets enjoying the houses and buildings and envisioning ourselves as 18th century citizens of the town. Of course, we also carried our cameras to record the event. Not very 18th century of us.
Eventually, we left to find a motel for the night, walked back to Williamsburg and continued our visit of the old town. At one point, Doug went off to take pictures and I spent a little time shopping in the market area. Once we were reunited, we ate dinner outside, it was a warm evening, at The Trellis Restaurant. This is a very famous restaurant due to it's chef, the author of Death by Chocolate. Yes, we did have a chocolate dessert and it was incredible. Then we walked back to our motel. It seems that we may have walked about 6 miles yesterday. Today we are feeling the effects but it was worth the effort.
The toy store in Williamsburg, VA.
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
George's Home, Mount Vernon
The Mall, Washington DC
Sunday, October 14, 2007
Battlefields and Sisters
Friday was spent absorbed at the Gettysburg battlefield and in the town of Gettysburg. We started at the National Park visitors center and museum. Across the street is a large cemetery and the place where Lincoln gave the Gettysburg address. Then we began the driving tour of Gettysburg. It was a fascinating day. The weather was sunny and windy, really windy, blow-you-over windy which gave us clear skies and no rain. It was a great day for exploring Gettysburg.
The Inn keepers loaned us a taped auto tour. This was our tour guide and it worked beautifully. We spent about four hours going from one site to another and learning about the battle of Gettysburg. It was an awesome experience. To stand on the rise of a hill and look across the field to the woods and imagine 12,000 soldiers marching towards you ready to fight to the death in hand to hand combat, was disquieting. There were over 50,000 casualties; dead, wounded, missing and captured. That is a high cost of human life in one battle.
It felt more than a little callous to be driving around in our comfortable car munching on chips as we heard details of the battle, saw the monuments and battle fields, and thought of all those who fought there. For most of us, war is a far distant event. It is not something most of us will ever face. Yet, because of all those who have willingly left home and family and fought for our way of life, we have the privilege of enjoy freedom. I was reminded of how many men and women have sacrificed for the cause of American freedom. Since the Revolutionary War to the war today in Iraq, we have much to be grateful for. Personally, to Judi's dad, Doug's dad and our nephew-in-law Jason, Thank you!!
The town of Gettysburg is very quaint if a bit touristy. We ate a late light lunch at a pub in the center of town, then went into the antique store next door. By that time, we were bushed and went back to the B&B for a quick nap which turned into a long nap. That meant we almost missed having the opportunity to get back to the battlefield before dark for a photo shoot. The day ended with dinner at the Dobbins house. The house was built by a minister in 1776 for his family of wife and 10 children. After the death of his first wife, he remarried a women with 9 children, so there were 19 children living in this house at one time. He also ran a school in his home. It was a large home and now is an excellent restaurant. Dinner was outstanding.
Saturday morning we left for Jack and Joan's but took a detour through the Pennsylvania Dutch area. It is interesting to have to slow down for a horse and buggy. The farms are beautiful and amazingly neat. We saw numerous of the Amish out and about in plain dress, long beards, horse and buggy. What a fascinating segment of our society.
By the late afternoon we arrived at Jack and Joan's. What a relief after over three weeks of travel to be here. Joan and I have already spent hours talking and catching up on each other's lives. Jack and Doug have watched at least 7 football games. Five of these they were watching last night simultaneously. Today we went to church, heard Jack preach, saw the new buildings and then came home for lunch. While Jack and Joan were out this afternoon, we took a long walk and relaxed. It's been good to be here. Currently, Jack is watching the game (some game,) Doug and Joan are talking about business techniques and I'm on the computer. Jason is supposed to make it by this evening so we can visit with him. It's nice to be with family.
Thursday, October 11, 2007
Raining Day Driving
Anyway, we did make it to New Oxford outside of Gettysburg and our B&B, Chestnut Hall, is really something. It's an old Victorian that has been beautifully restored and decorated. Our room is really sumptuous and this is one of the least expensive places we've stayed. The Inn keepers are delightful, warm and welcoming. I already wish we had more that two nights here. We walked to a pizza place for dinner and are now sitting in the living room of the B&B and watching a playoff game. The rain has stopped.
Wednesday, October 10, 2007
New Road
This morning dawned cold, cloudy and rainy. At breakfast we talked with a couple from Texas. He grew up in Indonesia where his parents were missionaries. It is always fun to connect with other Christians as we travel. Once refreshed with breakfast and good conversation, we were ready for those 'new roads.' The Litchfield Hills of northwest Connecticut are for the rich. It's an area of rolling hills covered with forest and farmlands. The houses are large white Colonials with immense yards covered with neatly mowed lawns, old stone walls, and red barns. There are lakes surrounded with summer homes and private docks. Quaint villages with the requisite town greens encompassed with old white churches and town halls and the occasional covered bridge just for charm. There were even some rowing crews practicing on one of the lakes. It all seems so New England. We stopped for lunch at the Wandering Moose Cafe just across the river through the covered bridge. Doug took a short hike while I picked up leaves to press and tried to identify them. More new road and then a stop in Litchfield to window shop (too expensive to actually buy anything here) and then a final stop at the bakery for hot tea and cookies.
Back at the Inn, we're relaxing in the library where there is good Internet access. Doug has fallen asleep in one of the big leather chairs. We'll stay in this evening, snack on apples and cheese and get to bed early enough to do this all over again tomorrow.
Tuesday, October 9, 2007
BEYOND CATEGORY
Sunday night it began to rain and was still raining when we woke up on Monday morning. We wondered if we should chance the drive along the Green Mountains or just go to town and shop. We decided to shop first but as we neared Woodstock the line of cars going into town was so long we turned around and headed for the hills. Literally!! Are we glad that was our choice. This was the day I had pictured when we first began planning this trip.
The clouds hung on the top of the mountains sending fingers of fog streaming down over the tree tops. The rain had stopped and left the roads and tree trunks dark with the wet. The day was cold and damp. Fall had arrived in full force in the Green Mountains. Yellow, gold, oranges and red covered the hillsides. Every view, every turn in the road, was breathtaking. We were beyond words to describe the beauty of the forests and roadways.
We stopped in a little village for lunch at the general store. Eating outside on the front porch we eventually got a little cold but inside was full and it made the hot cider taste all the better. Then back in the car and more driving. Covered bridges, white-steepled churches, village greens, quaint shops, waterfalls and more colorful trees than we have ever seen. Amazing. All we imagined for our trip to New England and more.
Today we drove to Connecticut and were surprised to see that fall has arrived here as well. Although the color isn't as concentrated as it was in Vermont, it is still beautiful. We'll explore the Litchfield Hills area tomorrow.
Monday, October 8, 2007
Maine to New Hampshire to Vermont
Heading west from Maine on last Thursday morning we drove across the state to New Hampshire. We’ve come to believe that every drive in New England is a scenic drive. It was a beautiful drive filled with colorful forests and quaint towns. Jackson NH, where we stayed, is a ski resort town. Nothing like Mammoth or Vail, just a one mile loop with a couple of restaurants, stores and lodgings set in the White Mountains. The Inn is very nice and comfortable.
Friday morning we decided to drive along the White Mountain scenic drive and look for waterfalls as there are numerous ones in the area. We found a 3-mile hike, leading to the Arethusa Falls, described as moderate to difficult. That means that it’s moderate for Doug and difficult for Judi. There was a lot of uphill over boulders and up log steps which meant a lot of slippery downhill over boulders and log steps on the way back. The end result of the hike was a sparkling clear waterfall tumbling down a rock cliff and it was worth the trip. The forest was spectacular, colorful and peaceful. The trail was covered in fallen leaves. It really was a great way to spend the majority of the day. Not taking any food along, we were very hungry once we returned to the car and ended up at a roadside eatery for a late lunch of hot dogs. Expecting to wake up on Saturday unable to move, it was nice to feel no negative effects from our hike.Here we are resting on one of the log steps on our way back down the mountain.
Saturday morning we walked around Jackson and then drove off in search of covered bridges. The day was a little more relaxed. Once back at the Inn in the middle of the afternoon it was time for Judi to have down time and for Doug to go on the hunt for the perfect picture. It began to rain which made Judi's down time under the comforter on the bed perfect and Doug’s time out taking photographs more interesting. It rained all night but Sunday dawned clear.
On to Vermont Sunday morning, driving along the Kancamagus highway, definitely one of the most scenic we’ve seen. The foliage was truly beautiful with trees ranging from the typical green through yellow, orange, red and scarlet. Even though we’re not seeing ‘peak’ foliage, we are seeing what is called ‘high’ foliage color. It is spectacular. The only negative part of the drive was the number of people enjoying it with us. Some of the turnouts were so crowded we could not find parking and had to keep driving. Still it was well worth the time spent enjoying the drive.
Yesterday was also Doug’s birthday. Yes, he is now 57 years old and none the worse for wear. We celebrated with dinner out at a nice restuarant in Woodstock Vermont.
Wednesday, October 3, 2007
Fog, Lobster and Blueberry Pie
Tuesday, October 2, 2007
Mt. Desert Island, Maine
Today was great. We are staying at a B&B so the day began with an amazing and huge breakfast. I love having someone fix me an elegant and wonderful breakfast. It is one of my favorite meals of the day but one which I never spend time on myself. So, it was a treat to have a special breakfast to begin the day. Then we were off to explore Acadia National Park.
This is truly one of the most beautiful and spectacular places to see. Every turn in the road brought more exclamations of 'Isn't this beautiful!' The weather was perfect, just about 60 degrees, a bit overcast which is perfect for picture taking, with incredible scenery. The trees here are beginning to turn colors more than anywhere we've been to date. Rocky coastline, blue ocean dotted with small islands, colorful trees, quaint houses, and plenty of time to enjoy it all. We spent about 6 hours in the park taking the loop road and most of the turnouts to enjoy the scenery. There was time to walk along the shore or along the cliff trails, take pictures and occasionally just stand and enjoy the magnificent views. God's creation is amazing.
After leaving the park, we headed to Bar Harbor for a late lunch and actually sat outside to eat. Then Doug needed to do a taste test to see if New England has good chocolate chip ice cream. Although it might take a few more tests to be sure, the early verdict is that the ice cream is good. After walking around town, which is a bit too touristy, we headed back to Southwest Harbor.
Southwest Harbor is on the quieter side of the island and it is where our B&B is located. We're glad to be staying out of the main tourist area. It's a beautiful harbor and much less crowded. There were two ocean liners docked at Bar Harbor and all the passengers were in town or in the park. So leaving Bar Harbor and heading to the other end of the island and the light house to wach the sun set was a perfect end to a perfect day.
Travel Observations
- It is a long way from La Habra, California to Mt. Desert Island, Maine.
- The word 'beautiful' can be overused, as can the phrase 'Look at that!'
- We grow a lot of corn in America.
- White is the only color of house paint sold in New England, or at least mostly white.
- Sight seeing all day on foot makes for sore feet and tired limbs but great memories.
- The Eastern side of the United States is filled with forest, sometimes blocking the view.
- New England clam chowder tastes even better when eaten in a fishing village on the East coast.
- Chocolate chip ice cream is also very good on the East coast.
- There are not any Dodger or Angel fans here that we've discovered.
- Just because a trip is planned to New England in the fall doesn't mean the leaves will turn color on schedule.
- It is possible to spend 24/7 with your spouse and still be in love.
- Bringing along your own pillow is a good idea.
- Bringing along too many clothes makes your suitcase heavy.
- Gas prices are about the same all the way across the country.
- There is road work being done on every highway in America.
- This is a beautiful country and well worth the time and effort required to see it the slow way, by driving.
Sunday, September 30, 2007
Saturday, September 29, 2007
Boston -- History City USA
Well, here we are in the big city -- high-speed freeways, high-rise buildings, highly-congested traffic, and high volumes of people. I mentioned to Judi today that throughout the West and Midwest we saw large herds of buffalo and cattle roaming aimlessly over the plains. Today, we were the herds and we were roaming aimlessly. Well, maybe not aimlessly -- we actually followed the famous "Freedom Trail" that wound throughout Boston. But nonetheless, I find the city an unworthy competitor to the wide open plains and forests of the West . . .
The Freedom Trail is a well-marked walking path through the sometimes narrow streets of Boston that covers 2-1/2 miles one way. Key sights included the Old Statehouse Museum (Boston's oldest surviving public building -- see photo above), the site of the Boston Massacre, Paul Revere House, Old North Church ("one if by land, two if by sea"), USS Constitution ("Old Ironsides"), and Bunker Hill ("Don't fire until you see the whites of their eyes!") -- 1400 casualties on June 17, 1775.
The visual history lessons have been great -- we're staying in Concord, just down the road from the North Bridge where the American revolution began. We stood there yesterday evening as the sun was setting . . . visualizing the Minute Men -- farmers and merchants -- opening fire on the red uniformed British troops. And then today we stood at the crest of Bunker Hill where one of the bloodiest battles of the revolution took place.
Today we walked more than 5 miles -- much like our walking tour of Paris last year. But we find that, unlike an organized tour, we see things and touch things and experience things that we might not see, touch, or experience any other way than slowly and methodically walking.
Tomorrow is Sunday and we will attempt to conquer Cape Cod in a day.
Friday, September 28, 2007
Where it all began!
Thursday, September 27, 2007
1838 Sturbridge
This is the Publick House where we are currently staying, built in 1771. Yesterday's blog entry tells a bit more about the Publick House. There is a link there to the website for the Inn so you can read more about it.
Yes, there is color in Massachusetts, it's just a little harder to find than it should be this time of the year. Isn't this tree beautiful? There is more than just this one but you can tell by the background that this one, at least, is standing alone. Over the next two weeks, we will be on the hunt for the elusive Fall colors of New England. It should be fun!
Wednesday, September 26, 2007
We Made It!!
This morning we visited the National Baseball Hall of Fame. It was very interesting. Do you know when baseball began and who is credited with creating the game? Well, it began sometime in the early 1800's and Abner Doubleday is credited with creating the game. It was supposed to have been first played in Cooperstown and that is why the Baseball Hall of Fame is in this little out of the way town. Also, Cooperstown is named for James Fennimore Cooper. More trivia to add to your brain for the next game of Trivial Pursuit. The picture of Babe Ruth is of a life-size carving of him. It is made entirely from one piece of wood and no cloth or leather or any other material is part of the carving. It really is amazing.
Tonight we are staying at the Publick House in Sturbridge. It was built in 1771 and the floors let you know the truth of that statement. They creak and slant but are beautiful old wood. It was built by Colonel Ebenezer Crafts and is where he entertained his revolutionary troops. We ate in the Tavern tonight and the food was excellent. Our room is complete with a four poster canopied bed that is so high that one almost needs a step stool to get into bed. Speaking of bed, I think it's time to get some sleep. More later.
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
Erie, PA to Cooperstown, NY
Monday, September 24
The original plan for Monday was to visit the Rock 'n Roll Hall of Fame in Cleveland. We ended up taking a highway that by-passed Cleveland proper and just for once, we wanted to get to our hotel before dark. So, we drove through the beautiful country and then went straight to Erie, PA. It felt really good to have time to just rest, get a good dinner and be in bed at a reasonable time.
Sunday, September 23, 2007
How to Entertain Yourself on an All Day Drive
1. Think -- about anything because you have time
2. Converse with traveling companion
3. Switch off between driving and navigating
4. Listen to a book on tape -- Undaunted Courage about Lewis & Clark
5. Watch the changing scenery - from corn fields to forests to corn fields to forests to corn fields...plus a city or two for interest
6. Nap
7. Call Amy to check on the USC score
8. Watch for a place to stop for lunch -- there are lots of Arby's along Hwy 90
9. Have money ready to pay tolls
10. Continually check mileage driven against mileage to go
11. Play license plate game if there are enough cars on highway
12. Try to identify road kill as you speed past.
There should be more interesting things happening tomorrow as we drive through Cleveland and on to Erie, PA. Hmmm.....
Saturday, September 22, 2007
Great Faces, Great Places
Friday morning, we left Billings around 9:00 a.m. on our way to Little Bighorn Battlefield National Park. This is about an hour drive. However, do you know that if you miss the turnoff along the highways of South Dakota that you will probably have to drive 16 miles out of your way before being able to turn around? My suggestion is to get off the highway if you just think you might need to. Then figure out if you are at the right place. Prevention is half the cure. All that to say that we did arrive at the Battlefield but not before seeing some extra countryside.
Even though we only expected to make this a quick stop it was actually very interesting and we spent several hours there. Add that to the wrong turn and lost time, it was later than planned when we left there for Mt. Rushmore.
Driving through South Dakota is mostly what you would expect. Lots of rolling hills covered with golden grasses and cattle and pronghorn antelope and not much else. It's big country and beautiful. But the surprise to us was the mountains. Okay, we're not talking Rockies here but mountains none the less. The drive to Mt. Rushmore was wonderful. (I really could use a thesaurus because I'm running out of descriptive words quickly.)
Everyone has seen pictures of Mt. Rushmore. I think it's required to be an American. It looks just like the pictures only more. It's big and magnificent and even a little awe-inspiring. The ability of Borglum to imagine this sculpture in the side of a mountain and then be able to accomplish it is amazing. We arrived in the very late afternoon and were there until dark. I'm very glad we took the time to go and recommend it to you as well. Go when you have the opportunity.
From there, we drove in the dark along winding mountain roads to our lodge in Custer State Park. The dining room had closed by the time we arrived but a very nice dining room host managed to get us some dinner and bring it to our room. End of a great day.
This morning we were able to actually see where we were staying and decided it was very nice. The lodge was built in the early 1920's and was the summer white house in 1926 for Coolidge. Custer State Park hosts the largest publicly owned buffalo herd. The Wildlife Loop Road winds through the park and we spent the morning exploring. We did see some buffalo but certainly not the entire herd. The road wound through pine forested hills, green grass covered meadows edged with golden leaved trees and made a great start to the day.
From Custer we drove a couple of hours to Wall, S.D. home of the famous Wall Drug Store. Along with all the other tourists, we stopped for lunch there and then across the highway to drive through the Badlands of South Dakota. This is where you will see the differences in personalities between Doug and Judi. The Badlands consist of eroded mud cliffs in unique formations and colors. It was hot, 94 degrees hot, and there are lots of these mud cliffs. They look a lot like sand castles on the beach and I will admit that it was unique and interesting but a fairly quick drive would have satisfied me. Doug, however, was totally intrigued and stopped at every turnout to gaze again at the mud cliffs. Do you see my prejudice for this afternoon's adventure? Doug wants to come back and believe me when I say he will come alone. Well, actually, I'll go anywhere with him if I just have a good book to read while he's exploring.
Once again the day ended with a long drive to our hotel arriving well after dark and dinner time. Once again we made a wrong turn which resulted in a 19 mile detour. Once again, it was a good day, mud cliffs and all.
Thursday, September 20, 2007
Yellowstone traffic jam
Wednesday, September 19, 2007
14 hours in the car
That's how today felt. Like a cattle drive and we were the meat. However, we did make it to Idaho Falls and we are now safe in our motel room ready to get some sleep. It was a beautiful drive even if long. High desert, low desert, mountains, rain, sunshine, clouds, we were driving long enough to experience more than one day's worth of weather and scenery. No pictures but there will be so keep checking. Good Night!