“Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it. The river was cut by the world’s great flood and runs over rocks from the basement of time. On some of the rocks are timeless raindrops. Under the rocks are the words, and some of the words are theirs.
I am haunted by waters.“ Norman Maclean

Alas many of our days start to merge into one and certainly we can say a river runs through it. Anyone who has read the novel or more likely seen the movie based on Norman Maclean’s book “A River Runs Through It” can relate to this quote and man’s primal cleave to water and the great outdoors. The vistas and chance river and lake meetings we are experiencing are simply soul stirring for us. Makes it hard to relate adequately in words and photos even though they are supposed to paint 1000 each. Much of each day on the road is mundane talking, joking, laughing, me arguing that the Garmin girl is NOT right or just being quiet taking it all in. My token foodie blog shot was indeed the best chocolate milkshake made in the West and you decide which is scarier the Grizzly or the skeleton? We’ve left Montana and Wyoming and are headed west across Idaho passing many a tater truck along the way. Adventure and yes a Friday night cocktail  will meet us in Bruneau Sand Dunes State Park shortly.

Life is grand from the open road! 🥂n&j