I’ve been off the grid for a while. The past sixteen days were spent in Trinidad, California (thank you Bunny and Ed!). Remarkably laid-back, Trinidad is a seductive kind of place. The ambiance of Trinidad/Arcata/Eureka just sucks you in and soon the rest of the world slips away. The ocean, the redwoods and sequoia, the wild bursts of wildflowers and ocean fogs all contribute to its mystery. I have a backlog of photos to share. Stay tuned.
I’ve been on the road for about six weeks and turned back eastwards on May 29th. I passed through Lassen Volcanic N.P. in California, across the Nevada desert, back up into the Rockies and across the Snowy Mountain Range highway, which was closed under six feet of snow when I passed by in early May. Now all the snow is melting and the rivers are swollen downstream. In Saratoga, Wyoming the town was sandbagged against the rising North Platte River.
I stopped and spoke with some National Guard troops who had been helping the community fill and pile sandbags. The told me the worst was over and the town was spared. I thanked them for their good work and wished I had added, “It’s good to have you home.”
As we came out of the Snowy Range and down into the town of Laramie I watched thunderheads form, great huge thunderheads that made the great huge hills in front of them seem very small. They were forming in the north and would move on to pummel north Wyoming and the Dakotas but my trip back into Denver was sunny and smooth. All is well with Tango and Alice. ❧