The last national holiday weekend of summer is always a poignant moment and a chance to reflect on seasonal progress. How could a person find a way to enjoy or be interested in their "fellow campers" when they seem to be about nothing more than noisy and showy toys? Perhaps I am not optimistic and persistent enough to find something of interest. Instead, I aim my efforts at non-human things like topography, clouds, creeks, and dogs. And it always seems to work. My little dog sent a text message down to "Duke," her doggie friend down in Utah. Water never seems more alive than when it splashes through a fast moving creek. I think my little girl was trying to make Duke envious of our Idaho location. He is a labrador retriever after all. My little girl loves her lifestyle. She runs to the bicycle to get snapped into the bungee-leash. She has learned to keep her distance from the front wheel. Her pace is a relentless fast trot, occasionally breaking into a w
Early retirement, mainstream-media-free, bicycling, classic books & history, RV camping, and dogs.