I better hurry up and finish this journey; Suzette and I text a lot, and if I don’t finish, I’ll never be able to scroll up far enough to find our conversations about the trip!
Last time, we were almost to Green River, Wyoming. Just past that photo, we came to this big tunnel up ahead.
Aloha kakahiaka! Good morning! Suzette and Owen were on their way an hour earlier than our time, and this is what greeted me when I got up and hurried to my computer:
“Utah!! Happy New Year!”
I should state, before we go any further, that I had absolutely no intention of becoming the obsessive, wild-eyed, vigilant, hyper, tethered-to- my- computer person that I ended up being on New Year’s Eve Day 2017. Nope. I was going to knit. I was going to fix lunch, cough, feel sorry for myself because I felt so junk, cough, and watch all the birdies outside feast on the food I’d set out for them. I was going to organize my yarn! (This, even though I was coughing up junk and could hardly keep my eyes open!) I’d even take a nap! Or two. None of that happened. Instead, I was truly
obsessed interested in the road trip.
Ho, get photos this time!! Keep in mind that while all this was going on, I was coughing like crazy, and was so tired all the time. So this road trip helped to take my mind off how junk I was feeling. The doctor told me it was one of the nastiest viruses to come around, and I believed it.
The first photo that Suzette sent on their first day out was near the turnoff to Goldendale, Washington. There was a blade being replaced on one of the wind turbines. So neat to see this! We’ve been by all those turbines on our way to Montana, but never got to see a blade being replaced.
Okay, so you folks already know I’m kinda weird. Call it lolo, call it pupule, watevah. I’m quirky. I’m an out of the box kind of person, right? So maybe you’ll understand what I did this month. No? Well, maybe. Gimme chance, eh?
So I got the sad news that my spinning buddy, Suzette, and her hubby, were moving to Colorado for a couple of years. She and I used to get together once or twice a month to spin, though lately it hasn’t been that often because the coffee shop closed where we used to meet.
Oh my gosh, I forgot to let you know what I was knitting! I’ll blame it on the fact that I was really sick from December 5th till now. As a matter of fact, I’ll blame my silence since November on that. Actually, it’s a good reason. I couldn’t stop coughing and ended up twice at the doctor’s. It was the virus from hell; I’m doing better now, mahalo ke Akua.
Well, here you go: this is what you were guessing what it was:
K’den. Here in the wilds of Damascus and Boring, Oregon, we see lots of critters. Some are like this one, my neighbor, Vaquero.