Hello! It’s me.
Anytime you take a trip, it is worth taking a few minutes to reflect on where you’ve been, and where you are going.
To the naked eye, it is obvious where we’ve been.
And to be honest, I don’t know where I am going. I’ve been told we are going to visit the Valley of the Sun.
So today we began our journey. As we prepared to board the ferry, I noticed this abnormally large canine.
A bit blurry, but you get the picture. Could you imagine a human riding me? Me!? It’s back-breaking work, I’ll tell ya that much.
I told ferry staff where to park our vehicle on the vessel.
From there, it was six hours of driving through this.
You can only see so much of “that” before you need some of “this”.
We arrived in Salem, OR … 37 degrees, 40mph winds, raining sideways, intermittent flakes of wet snow peppering the windshield. It’s December in the Pacific Northwest, and we are like fugitives on the lamb, trying to outrun our native weather.
Tomorrow we will probably make it well into California … aka “Cali”as the kids say … and I’m California dreaming on such a winter’s day.