Last night I had a dream. I dreamt I was as light as the ether, a floatin’ spirit visiting things to come. The shades and shadows of the people in my life wrassled their way into my slumber.
And then I dreamed on, into the future, to a Christmas morn’ in the far away land where Nathan Junior was setting up camp with a kindly couple who preferred to remain unknown.
And still I dreamed on, further into the future than I’d ever dreamed before, watching Nathan Junior’s progress from afar, taking pride in his accomplishments, as if he were our own, wonderin’ if he ever thought of us, and hopin’ that maybe we’d broadened his horizons a little, even if he couldn’t remember just how they got broadened.
If not New Hampshire, then a land not too far away, where all parents are strong and wise and capable, and all children are happy and beloved. I don’t know. Maybe it was Utah.
Nathan Jr. Comes Home
The trip home was filled with excitement. (Thanks, New Mexico!)
And did you know about Diesel Exhaust Fluid? Well, don’t let it get low…
Moab is high on the “camp here, now!” list.
Actually, the entire southwest is on that list.
Nathan Jr. Visits the Ranch
Hey! That’s a nice looking rig!
Introducing: Nathan Jr.
I got Nathan Jr.! And Stewart’s RV was totally awesome. Adam (the head service tech) was very generous with his time — he made sure I knew what was what and that I was totally good-to-go.
Just to be safe, Nathan Jr. and I camped close by on our first night.
And I managed to get everything hooked up!
Look — running water!
Everything was perfect. Much fun ahead.
Utah or Bust: Day Five
And THAT, ladies and gentlemen, is the Flaming Gorge in Utah. Gulp. But I’m getting ahead of myself… Let’s start with “Good morning from Wyoming!”
