My Dad and I were talking today, and he mentioned how much my recently-passed mother loved road trips. It must be, I suggested, where I got it.
Road tripping. The ultimate in freedom and escape.
Going to have to get one planned and get back on the road. 2016 is nearly over.
It's time to start 2017 doing what I love.
My car, amidst volcanic cinder cones in the Mohave Desert.