Note: I am TRAGICALLY behind in my chronicle of our journey because….Michigan. I get to Michigan and I just LIE… Read more Days 16-18: 8.2 Miles of Magic
We left Madison mid-Sunday morning, all in a funk. We were tired and vaguely sick of being around people, most… Read more Days 14-15: The Restorative Power of Biting the Waterfall
Planning this trip was a logistical puzzle, which wasn’t helped by my overall reluctance (some might say severe procrastination) in… Read more Days 12-13: On Wisconsin
We happily awoke on Wednesday at Jill and Michael’s to a day of rest. We were looking forward to a… Read more Day 10 and 11: The Wednesday Sabbath and The Pilgrimage, part deux
The day arrived. It was time to drive our trusty house on wheels back to its home in Salt Lake… Read more Day 9: Delirium
Today was slated to be a long day of driving. Lots of hours in our motorized stagecoach. So we decided… Read more Day 8: A Pilgrimage
Memoir is my favorite genre. I find it FASCINATING, because it’s truth-y. It’s not like biography and autobiography, which are… Read more Day 7: Perspective, baby. Perspective.