It is my plan to make this man happy ... or at least not unhappy. The day is coming.

My wonderful Barbara Jean and me before THE inauguration.

A non-Chevrolet, non-Cavalier, non-cavalier, chevalier who, sadly, will not be part of the cross country caravansary.

This post and many following posts are mostly practice before the trip begins. Hopefully, these practice posts will not be completely without something interesting or amusing to be found in them ... if only my fumbling attempts to make them have an element of interest or humor.

I will not repeat this message.

The caption for this picture otherwise would have only been:

During one of our mystical walks with Meg, we encountered a fuzzy forest farmint that Meg made docile. She is "the Wildlife Whisperer."

*No black bears were harmed by Meg's mesmerizing murmurs.

mud blog
(not a stop on our schedule for the upcoming trip)

Mike giving all the driving directions to me for the whole trip in ten seconds.

Another part of the great walk.

Part of the great walk near Meg's in Maine. One might easily encounter elves and hobbits here.