Driving down the interstate, my lunch is a can of kidney beans in my solar cooker…the dashboard. I will sleep this evening in an undesignate campsite off the road, probably in national forest and probably recommended by local folks I will meet at my only restaurant meal, the one in the early evening before camping. I read at rest areas and before dark, which is about 10pm now here.
My current read is “Sex and War” by Malcolm Potts.
Most people think they are too busy to read a serious book like Sex and War. They are in a hurry continuously to arrive at their death, which will mean a meaningless life at the end. I drive 55 on all roadways except when I drive slower…I am on interstate 94 now, which follows the Yellowstone River, and I feel real sorry for the folks that pass me because they have their windows rolled up and cannot smell the newly mowed hay and recent rain…and wildflowers. They waste their lives hurriedly. My windows are usually rolled down and I stop frequently. My stop at Pompey’s Pillar made me realize that the cottonwood groves along the Yellowstone are all excellent bird sanctuaries and now I stop more than ever. I am in a small library and will stop again at one in a couple hours.
In addition to following the Yellowstone, I am following the route of Lewis and Clark. My next stop is Theodore Roosevelt National Park…and then VFP in Bismark, Fargo and Duluth!
I’m in Medora North Dakota (entrance Theodore Roosevelt NP) now at their library. I don’t have a computer but use the libraries as I go. I camped last night on the national grasslands along a lovely road from Sentinel Butte to Medora that runs parallel to the interstate but a couple miles away and winds through the valleys and hayfields. I slept a bit off the road surrounded by great rolls of hay with the rain drumming on the roof of my Luv Rozinante. Today I will enter Theodore Roosevelt Park and probably take a campsite there for the night. Tomorrow, Wednesday, I may proceed towards Fargo unless something unforseen takes place. I have about eight VFP members along the way, several in Bismarck and three in small towns, I remember Springfield as one. I will try to call them as I pass through and see if I get a response.
Best wishes, Lane
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