That’s how many miles we traveled in the two months we were on the road. Thinking about driving that distance while on vacation would be a depressing thought if you were to just think about the miles. How far we traveled or where we would go was never part of the planning for our last journey.
A couple of friends have asked what kind of mileage I got with my truck. I haven’t a clue. Somewhere more than 10, probably a lot less than 20. It wasn’t part of the equation when planning our trip. When the gauge read a quarter tank, it was time to fill up.
We had one destination and time frame when we left home. It happened to be the Kansas Eggstravaganza the last week on our trip. That left us free to travel where we wanted, when we wanted, without having to be under the gun to be somewhere at a specific time. Because of that we were free to discover places like the Dennis Weaver Park near Ridgeway, CO. Dedicated to the actor who had a home in the area, it was a beautiful park with an eagle sculpture carrying a 20’ wingspan that was beyond description.
Wanda and I are truly blessed to see some of our dreams become reality. I’m a firm believer in seizing the moment which is now. A person can spend their entire life saying “one day, I’m gonna do ??????” If you don’t fly with your eagle when the opportunity presents itself, you may one day find your eagle has become an albatross.
Things are looking up around the home place. The limbs have been stacked and burned, and all the grass cutting and weed eating is done. Plans are to wash and wax the Casita within the next couple of days. By then it may be time to start planning another short trip…...jc