Well it is finally going to happen. I am going to leave the warmth of Stacey's home town and nurturing care. Tomorrow we, Mother Goose, Alphabet Soup and I will be heading off to Hwy 10, avoiding the knee deep snow on Fuller Ridge and the potential disaster of falling off a snow bound cliff. Dramatic sounding I know but it has happened. But it won't to me! I don't know what the next days will hold but I am assured of adventure.
Say goodbye to the San Jaciento Mountains.