Divermarv

I’m on vacation. But this vacation is coming to a close. I left Keystone South Dakota this morning bright and early. I rode north and got in I-90 in Rapid City. As I headed east I noticed the traffic picking up. Still nothing as compared to back east, but much more traffic than I’ve been used to for most of this trip. (Excluding the Denver/Fort Collins area.)

I started feeling a little sad that the west was fading away behind me. This trip has fed a craving I had ignored for some time. Ignored for so long it was crammed into a crevice in my innards. The first sight of the aspens and the naked hills awoke that craving and it fed. And it was delighted. And it was sated. For a bit. I feel I’m going to need to do this much more regularly.

This piece is going to be less sensational than the others… meaning fewer pictures. But a nice little close to the adventures. Tomorrow is the Ashfall Fossil Beds near Royal Nebraska. The final planned visit. I have altered my return plans, and am going to scoot home quickly. Tomorrow I’m leaving the fossil beds and heading to Bloomington IL for a comfy stay in a hotel, and then it’s on home on Monday. Two long driving days, but Monday night I should be nestled comfortably into my familiar bed again.

I’ll write another piece on Ashfall, but before I sign off I’d like to mention the place I’m staying today. I’ll provide more details in tomorrow’s piece, but I’m staying at a little primitive spot in a small town in north central Nebraska. I’m up on a little wooded slope behind an old high school building. Think small high school. There is a nice little concrete pad with a fire pit and some tiki torches to make the bugs skedaddle. I hope.

Here are some pics…

For now though I’m going to sign off. I’ll be heading out to a town just east for a nice meal and then back for a quiet and solitary final evening of car-camping.

Peace and love mes amies. Marv

P. S. Unlike Mr. Gump, I did not abandon my family. Poor little Forrest.