It was a lightening fast summer, and although we just moved this past spring, we are moving again. For many years now I have been trying to make my way west and now the time has finally come. N and I are heading to the mountains of Washington near Mount Adams. I am looking forward to the slower pace and wide open space.
The only big treasure not making the cut for the 2980 mile trip is my beloved bike named Greta la Fleur. The room in the van is limited and this trusty friend is going to be finding a new home. It will be fun to see what new wheels come my way out west.