Which way do I go?

After spending five weeks with friends in Port Angeles, it’s time to shove off and on to the next spot. Currently, I’m in eastern Oregon looking at maps, thinking about quarantine orders and trying to decide where to turn. I was hoping to go to Minneapolis to see my kiddo, but sadly, extenuating circumstances continue to loom. I miss him, and want to get there … Continue reading Which way do I go?

Private Idaho

Traveling using intuition over a map can be quite exhilarating, as many times a map doesn’t tell you everything you are hoping to find when you make a pit stop on the journey. Crossing the boarder into the US was anticlimactic. I didn’t take a boat, wait on a line or drive through transformative scenery. Down a narrow road, I arrived at a small customs stop where I was asked a few questions and waved through. The officer didn’t even ask to see my pet’s papers. Continue reading Private Idaho