Author: Steve

You knew we were driving west. You knew we had to send this picture. Dillon.

Aren’t children something else? Sometimes they just fall asleep in your
arms while you’re holding them.

A two state day. Colorado and Utah. Lunch at the Rifle rest stop. That’s
where Judy initiated the afternoon crock-pot torture. She started the
teriyaki chicken. Chicken, teriyaki sauce, and pineapple. Cooked all
afternoon while we drove. I was ready for dinner by the time we stopped in
Richfield. Mild weather. Supposed to rain tomorrow.

Time to head for California. It doesn’t feel like we know much from here.
We’ll go see if it seems like we know any more from there.

Our view through the windshield in Montrose. Our windshield has a name. We call it Imax.