Day 22: What in the Sam Hill is that?

This post is dedicated to my friend Ben, who advised me to stop in Maryhill, Washington on my way to Bend, Oregon today.  He said that there was an American Stonehenge here and he wasn’t kidding. As I left Walla Walla, I entered in the coordinates for this attraction and within 2 hours, I was…

Day 21: Lewis, Clark, Sacajawea, and me.

This was a LONG day.  I drove from Condon, MT. to Walla Walla, Washington along the beautiful but torturous Route 12.  This scenic highway follows the path that Meriwether Lewis, William Clark, their guide, Sacajawea, a few US Army soldiers traveled in 1804-06 on the Corps of Discovery Expedition.  They were charged by Thomas Jefferson…

Day 20: Glacier National Park drive-by

After managing to find my legs on Monday, I muscled through and headed up to Glacier National Park.  My first obstacle was a low tire pressure light going on in my Rav4, so after pumping in air, I thought I was good.  But an hour later, the light came on again, so off to the…

Days 17-20: Fellowship and Compassion in Condon, MT

Where to begin?  Well, I guess I’ll start by saying the sciatica has not improved – which is depressing – but I have a plan and I am managing, so I guess it is as good as it can be. What really helped, mentally and physically, was stumbling upon new friends in the wilds of…

Day 17 & 18: Bozeman to paradise, MT

After leaving the rutting elk in Yellowstone, I headed up Highway 89 to Bozeman.  I had booked a cheap motel called the Bozeman Inn (surprise) and I found my room clean but worn and smelling of cigarette smoke.  Hey, you get what you pay for. After checking in with MSNBC to see what the f**k…

Days 15 & 16: Yellowstone!

After hauling my sore arse out of Cody, I finally made it to Yellowstone!  And what a gem.  It really is an amazing place.  So many different landscapes and environments.  From geysers to glaciers, from grizzlies to bison, this park has it all.  Unfortunately, it also has a ton of people.  And mind you, I…

Day 14: Wild, wild west.

Laying low in Cody, WYo today.  My first move after a painful rise, was to head up to the main house and properly meet my Airbnb hostess, Jo, who served me delicious locally roasted coffee and scones made by her mother-in-law.   Jo and her husband, Bounty, and their son, Hector, and big, beautiful Akita, Rooster,…

Day 14: From Buffalo to Buffalo Bill

This morning, after a very rough start, I left Buffalo for Cody, Wyo.   This morning, as I lay writhing in pain in my motel room, I thought my trip was a goner.  I had calculated how I could possibly make the drive back to Boston, let alone drive to Cali, and around the SW and…

Day 13: Men in Stone, Woman in Pain

I am writing this post from the comfort of a bed at the Buffalo Inn located, where else, Buffalo, Wyoming.  I have to start of this post informing my dear readers that I have succumbed to physical ailment I didn’t see coming.  Sciatica. Before I left Boston, I was religiously doing my stretches for my…

Day 12: The Prairie and Deadwood, SD

I need to begin this post with the evening before.  First, let me say that the distance between the North and South Units of Teddy Roosevelt is a long and harrowing drive along Highway 85.  On Day 11, I had driven from my beautiful campsite under the old cottonwood tree in the North Unit, down…

Day 9: Holy crap! It’s the Aurora Borealis!

Well, my plan worked.  Two beers at the Rock Nook restaurant in Ely, Minnesota before bedtime and I was up at 12:30 AM looking for the bathroom (or rather level ground in the woods next to my campsite).  I had known the chances of seeing the Northern Lights was pretty good since I religiously look…