You know who you are.
Our mileage, for your entertainment. You'll notice our "big push" is continuing. You'll also notice that this is the first clear picture of the odometer you're getting. That's because I took the picture.
Mountains. With trees. From my early collection, entitled "Mountains with trees. Oil on canvas." You'll notice it's deceptively titled.
I think the lines you see in the picture are game trails. We've noticed them on many a mountain, with and without trees. They could also be a reverential monument to the mythological being "Whiskey Jack", otherwise known as "Wisakedjak", a trickster god/spirit who has much in common with "Inktomi".
You'll appreciate, I hope, how hard I'm trying here, as all I've got to work with is mountains and trees.
Aha! Mountains and trees, but the trees themselves form a mountain! What supernatural being would have deigned to create such a wonder? We'll just have to guess!
(Thor? Maybe Thor. I always liked Thor. I know a dirty joke that involves Thor, but this is not the appropriate venue. My Noini reads this.)
(How about Captain America?)
Thank goodness, Exit 0. I was running out of thoughts, pride, and deliciousness.
(I just like that there's an Exit 0, and that it's Lookout Pass. Sorry you had to be here for this.)
Here we come!
And...
...there we go!
(There is nothing to see in Idaho.)
The sky is already bluer. I can feel my destiny unfolding before me, like one of those paper "fortune tellers" which always have something horrible written inside, but you play it, because you're 8 years old and dumb. Not that all 8 year olds are dumb. It was just me.
Yes, destiny. I will be the greatest Power Ranger of all.
(I'm hoping you're so mesmerized by the pictures that you're not reading this, or noticing that I've all but stopped writing...)
Ok! Tomorrow I'll try to wrap up the last few installments. Hopefully Cat will actually help me next time. For both our sakes.
(I'm really sorry about all of this...)
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