Monday, 13 June 2016 through Tuesday, 20 September 2016

Up before the alarm, rise and drive in search of a w-mart, finding a new one not on my GPS, but right on US 36 at Pearl street. The Front Range is so easily viewed from anywhere here in Bolder, and seem so very close and in fact they are. After all the shopping done in Denver, I still wish to find some more seaweed of the variety Dulse. I have found two packages but they are only two ounces each and wish to have at least ten ounces. While here in Boulder, I will shop in search of additional packages.

After finding a large hg-mart, I park, go in and find everything that I need, even some wants, on of which is a large container of chicken rice soup. After eating the soup, I pack everything into the jammer, first inside and lastly open up the read lift door and finish loading up my containers. Yolanda walks by and we talk, and I am able to place a Bible tract with her, calling notice to the web address on the back. After I finish packing, I drive back to the w-mart, park and take a nap. At five pm, I wake up, go inside and catch up on my journal entry.

After pounding keys for several hours, it seems like it becomes dark soon today but I know that is just an illusion because I have spent much of today grocery shopping or napping. I head back to the d-mart, park and read in the book of Psalms.

I wake shortly before the alarm, drive to the w-mart, park, carry my computer bag in and set it up at a corner spot, different from yesterday because this is quite the busy place in the morning, and begin pounding keys. I also checked online and found a hall nearby that has a midweek meeting Thursday evening that I hope to attend here.

After long hours and little food to eat, I pack out, drive to the d-mart and have grapes, blueberries, raisins and then read a chapter in the Bible before sleep.

The vacuum truck noise wakes me this morning and I rise immediately, drive to the w-mart for another day at key pounding.

At seven pm, I have finished for not with all of the web pages and begin uploading them to the web site. I stop at eight-thirty and pack out, drive to the d-mart and have something to eat. Then, I read in the Bible, after which, I close my eyes but it is still so warm that I get out my tablet and watch the June broadcast, staying up until midnight.

Awaken by the alarm, which had fallen down into the pantry storage box and after taking off the lid, turn it off. Then, I drive to the w-mart and begin my day of pounding keys while my tablet uploads all then new releases.

This day has proved to be one in which I have arrived at the point which I will transfer my journal writing to the new web site. So, from this day forward, methinks, my words will be found on this new version on my website.

At the end of my day of key pounding, I pack out, drive to the hall just north of town, park and get ready for the meeting tonight. The friends begin arriving soon after seven and I go in shortly after. Although a small congregation, these brothers and sisters are very friendly, greeting me warmly.

Recognizing that I am a visitor, several ask if I am moving into their area. The answer that I have been giving to the friends here on the highlands in front of and below the mountains is that this location is way too hot for me here during the summer, that I am headed up to the higher elevations to spend the summer and that I have just come down to these lower elevations for the convention. Others ask where I am from to which I reply, "I was born in New Orleans, grew up in Texas, but if you wish to know where my publishers card is, it is in Oak Harbor, Washington."

After the meeting, I return for one more night here on the highlands of Colorado, the over a mile high continental plains, but it has already been way too hot here for me to sleep comfortably at night. Tomorrow, I will climb to a higher elevation in search of cooler temperatures.

After another late warm night, I sleep through the alarm but when I arise, I leave this city and drive north on US 36, rising two thousand feet in elevation before stoping for coffee at a w-mart in Estes Park, Colorado. I have only been here for only two hours and already I absolutely do not like this turkey shoot, one totally packed full of turkeys. I stay long enough to finish making sure that the new website is working well and then head into the national park.

After stoping first at the visitors center, I then drive into the park and up Trail Ridge Road stopping a only a few spots to take photographs. Upon arriving at the Alpine visitors center, I stop to see what kind of salad is available and purchase a Caesar salad for a late lunch. Then, at about four pm, I head down from the alpine to the camp at Timber Creek campground where I take up a campsite for the evening.

The sun goes down quickly in this river valley between two high ridges and soon, I am cooking my Repast, adding a foil package of Albacore tuna. I make an extra large pot because I had offered to share with Jeremy and Delany from Maine who are in the campsite next to mine. We sit at their table to eat and afterwards, as the temperature drops rapidly, move to be near the campfire. As it becomes dark, I wash dishes, put away the kitchen and then ready for the evening.

Awaken by my alarm, I arise and head for the mens room. Then, I heat water for tea, pour the hot water into my cup and then put more on for Jeremy and Delany when they get up. I sit in the jammer and work on my computer and at seven-twenty am, the sun rises above the ridgeline. I get up to check the water kettle and to make my daystart when Jeremy unzips and climbs out, soon, Delany and I tell her that I have hot water for a cup if she wants. She comes over and fills her cup. Then, they get into their car and head into the park. I pack out and head into town, Grand Lake so that I have get some change to put in an envelope for tonight′s stay.

I also stop at Columbine Lake and pull into Roberts home. They are all outside, getting ready to drive to Estes Park and Robert asks me what I am up to. I tell him that I am camping at Timber Creek and will head over to Hot Sulphur Springs tomorrow morning. After telling them bye, I drive around Columbine Lake and see a bull moose browsing on the grass in the wood. Then, I go into Grand Lake, stop at a coffee shop and upload my journal entry. Afterwards, I return into the park, stop at a picnic area to bath in the Colorado river and see a cow moose with a calf. Finally, I head back to the campsite and after checking in for another night, take a nap.

At four pm, I get up and walk down to greet Jeremy and Delany, who are packing out to leave in the morning, and talk with them for a few minutes. Then I head back to begin my evening preparations boil some water for tea, and heat the leftover Repast from last night. After eating, I climb back into the jammer, run the engine to charge batteries and pound keys on the computer. Sunset is about eight-thirty pm, and sometime after that, I shut down the engine and read for a short while before going to sleep.

Again, my alarm awakens me, I walk to the men′s room, then back to the jammer and drive out of the park. My first stop is in Grandby, Colorado for coffee, upload my journal and do my study for the meeting today. Then, I drive to Hot Sulphur Springs, stopping at the hall for the meeting and here get dressed . It is not long before the friends begin to arrive and I go in to join them. This is a small but friendly congregation and enjoy the meeting. Afterwards, I go with two other couples to the Glory Hole, a local restaurant. Finally, I head to the Pioneer Campsite and take up residence in space 8.

What I found out at the meeting is that there is a ministry meeting in the hall at 9:30 am on Wednesday and Saturday, the mid week meeting is Tuesday at 7 pm and the weekend meeting is Sunday at 10 am. Methinks that I will schedule my ministry for both days and overnight in Pioneer Park to be at each of the meetings. This will allow me to leave after the Wednesday ministry, drive to the nearest w-mart to upload journal entries and pound keys until Saturday morning for the next ministry meeting. After the ministry on Saturday, I will check for an open spot at the camp an if there is, stay the night and attend the weekend meeting in the morning. Sounds good to me, that is my story and I am sticking to it, well, I hope it is easy enough to stick to.

It is still early so I take a nap and upon rising at four something, make a couple of tuna, cheese, onion and mustard sandwiches and eat while pounding keys on the computer. At five a family pulls into the next space and begins to set up for the evening. I say hello to the man and ask where they are from. He greets me and says Oklahoma. I make a comment, jokingly insult him and then laugh saying I have family who live there. Then I walk over and say, my name is Thom, he answers, mine is Dennis, my wife is Jennifer and that is Bryce, my son. We talk and little, some about things learned in Boy Scouts. Soon, Dennis and Bryce walks out of the campsite to gather some firewood. I offer to show Bryce how to build a fire and then we begin cutting the branches to make a of four progressively larger sizes of kindling which Bryce and I build into a teepee. Then I ask Bryce if he has a match so he can light the fire and he gets a torch. Dennis helps him get the torch working and soon, the flames are over three feet high.

In no time, there is a bed of coals and out come the marshmallows to roast. Afterwards, we all walk to the river to wash all the fire building dirt and soot off. When we begin walking back to the camp, I ask Jennifer is she reads the Bible and she says, Oh, yes. She then tells me about how she stopped going to the Baptist church because no one there was able or willing to answer her questions. We continue to talk and I give a couple references to the paradise, then quote familiar scriptures, ones that she recalls, that refer to the earth becoming a paradise. She seems really interested so I tell her that I have a book that shows where one can find answers in the Bible to the most asked questions and most likely her question will be in the list. Then I ask, If I give you the book, would you read it and she immediately responds, Yes. Upon arriving back in camp, I walk to the jammer, find a copy of "What does the Bible Really Teach?" and bring it back and give it to her. She is making sandwiches and offers me something to eat but I tell her that I have already eaten. I thank her for the offer and then excuse myself to retire to my evening preparations.

I shampoo my hair, put on clean clothes and climb into the jammer. After starting the engine, I turn on the air conditioning and run it for a short time while catching up on my journal writing. Then at ten pm, I shut down the jammer, close my eyes and thank Jehovah for a wonderful day.

When the alarm goes off, I turn it off and go back to sleep. Later, I rise, put a pot of water on the fire and make tea. Next, I make a cup of Daystart and sit at my table to eat. After I clean up and pack out, I walk across to the next space to say goodbye to Dennis and his family. Then, I drive east on US 40 to the w-mart in Grandby, walk into the g-mart and sit down at a table at the w-mart. Here, I first check my com, then I begin pounding keys.

After long hours, I upload the Sustenance pages to the web site. I still have more work in adding recipes but that will come soon. At eight pm, I retire to the jammer in the parking lot and climb into the back to read.

The alarm sounds, I rise, go into the w-mart for coffee, an electric plug, and begin another day of pounding keys. Then at four pm, I leave and drive to the bank in town to get some account information and while there ask the clerk for directions to a barber. I drive back south of town, get a haircut and then head for Hot Sulphur Springs for the meeting.

Arriving early, I get dressed and soon after go inside to a much larger group that was here Sunday. I really love the way this congregation sings loudly. I meet Cory, Gordon and others. Then, I drive to Pioneer park, take a camping space, eat a can of sauerkraut, and because the evening temperatures are warm until late and need run the air conditioner for a spell, I reset my alarm to seven o&prmim;clock so I can sleep when the temperature is much cooler.

After climbing into the back, I shut down for the evening.

I arise before the alarm to a perfect morning temperature, get out of the jammer, put a pot of water on the stove to make coffee and then give a greeting to the man in the next site. A conversation ensues and soon we are discussing Bible topics. Later, a woman walking by greets us and she too joins in the discussion.

At nine am, I excuse myself, return to the jammer, put on my ministry blues and when about to leave the campsite, walk back to where they are still discussing the last topic I brought up and greet them goodbye. Then I drive to the hall for the ministry meeting, arriving first, Gordon next, Cory, Shayley and then Rebecca. After the ministry meeting, we all work together in Cory′s car in the Grand Lake area. We drive through the village to the end of the road and stop at the parking lot which is the trail head for Angel Falls and the input to the Big Thompson tunnel built in the 1940′s which crosses under the Continental Divide and supplies the eastern cities with water.

We arrive back at the hall shortly before two pm and I drive to the w-mart in Grandby to pound keys. Then at eight pm, I pack out, walk to the jammer and see that it has been raining. This is somewhat of an oddity here in the dry area but it has cooled the temperature considerable. I put up my shades and read until I am tired.

Up before my alarm, walk into the w-mart, set up at a table and pound away on the keys. I upload several more recipes to the Sustenance section. In the late afternoon, I look up and see a sister, whose name is Rebecca walking up to say hello. We talk for a short time and then I return to upload the latest addition to the new web pages.

At eight-thirty pm, I pack out and head for the jammer and although it is not raining at this time, to the west the clouds are black with lightning flashes shooting in all directions. I watch the sky for a few minutes and then retire to behind the shades blocking all view of what is going on outside. I read for a while and then get horizontal by nine-thirty pm.

The first time I awake this morning is at 4:50 am and see light outside so I pull back the curtain and see that the sunglow is well under way. I do not rise but lie back down to sleep longer. The with bright sun coming in through the small cracks in the curtains, I arise, reposition the jammer closer to the w-mart, go in for a repeat of yesterday.

At four pm, I pack out, drive into town and stop at the bank to withdraw some money. Then, I drive to Hot Sulphur Springs, keep going through Byers canyon to check out the free campsites when you first come out of the canyon and cross the Colorado river. I was able to find them but was not impressed at all as they are really primitive, even more primitive than Pioneer Park. I decide to return to Pioneer park and take up a site for the night.

The mosquitoes are typically bad so I just take a nap and then later rise and pound on the keys until nine pm when I get out and find the air cool and comfortable. I greet the bicyclers who are tenting in site 8, I having taken site 7, and talk briefly with Mark and Matt. Then I have some seaweed to eat, share a little with Mark and Matt, then I have some water, and finally get back in the jammer to begin reading in the Bible.

Awake this morning to a bright sun shining into the jammer. I get out my stove, boil water and make coffee and tea. The capacity of the tea pot fills both my Zeti cup and my sierra cup, so I have been making a cup of each in the morning. As I begin sipping the hot liquid, Matt climbs out of his tent and we greet. Then Mark rises and unzips and both begin making their cup of hot. Matt uses a MSR propane stove but Mark has made his own stove from a aluminum can and uses a fuel called heat, which he says is ethanol. I will goggle heat the next time I have internet access.

At eight-thirty am, I return to my jammer, get out my cup and water and take a bath. Then I begin putting on my ministry clothes. I work with Malcolm and Mary this morning and after driving to a few calls in town, we drive through Byers Canyon and then turn left into another canyon past a large lake and out into the country on gravel roads. I meet Ken and Helen who have relatives who are witnesses.

After working into the afternoon, I am dropped off back at the hall were I change out of my ministry clothes and into my summer blues. I then drive to Pioneer park, and take a nap through the afternoon heat. At six pm, when it begins to cool off, I work on the computer for a while, then study for the meeting tomorrow. Finally, I use the food processor to chop roots for a salad. Then at ten pm, I retire to the back of the jammer for the evening.

The sun is half a hand above the horizon upon arising and this morning is the coldest it has been since arriving here. I get out, open the rear hatch, set up for boiling water in my tea pot and soon I am back inside the jammer with the engine running, sipping on a cup of hot.

As I sit in the co-pilot seat, I see the two couples in sites eight and nine wake, unzip and climb out of their tents to begin their day. All four are female, but this is the sign of the day is it not? As the nine o′clock hour rolls around, I begin my preparations for the meeting. I shave, put on my brown suit and then head to the hall.

After the meeting, I doff my suit, don my summer blues, start the ignition and drive west on US 40 and then south on SH9, a trip that takes a little over an hour, and arrive in Silverthorn, CO. I stop first at the w-mart and upload the many changes that I have been able to make to my website and then at five, I pack out and head to the g-mart for fruit and ice, after which I head to the hg-mart for a couple of powdered items for making smoothies.

While walking through the store, I see a man dressed in a tie, taking care of an infant and think he looks like a witness. Walking through the mart, I also see a woman in a dress but she does not appear to be with the man so I do not say anything. Later, I see the two come together and converse for a moment, the the woman goes back out to shop. I approach the man and ask, "Why are you all dressed up?" to which he answers "We are Jehovah′s Witnesses and we were just at our meeting." I then reply, "Hello brother." and tell him that I left the meeting in Hot Sulphur Springs and drove here to shop for some groceries. I conversation ensues about how much Jehovah is preparing us for the Great Tribulation and soon, I have two new friends, Tim and Leslie from the Silverthorn congregation. Before we depart both give me a hug. Wow, what a wonderful brotherhood to be a part of.

Next, I begin looking for a parking space for the evening and find a No Overnight Parking sign at the hg-mart, d-mart and the g-mart, so I drive back to the w-mart and find that it does not have one. I park in the w-mart parking lot, put up the curtains and proceed with my evening routine. Finally, I reset my alarm to six am and close my eyes.

Up before my alarm, and arise slowly because the w-mart does not open until six am. Soon, I see the open sign lighted and I go inside for a tall blonde and a day of key pounding. I will be updating and uploading my personal journal to the Journal Online section of the web site.

Just before eight o′clock this evening, the mart′s closing time, I pack out, walk out to the jammer and continue working until ten pm. Then I read four of five chapters in Psalms before turning off the light and closing my eyes.

The space where I have been parking is in the shadow and the sun is not as bright as it could be, and does not wake me up early. Still, my inner clock wakens me when it goes off, usually around six each morning. I move the jammer to the spot near the w-mart, walk in, set up my computer and then buy a cup of hot. Soon, I am sipping coffee and pounding keys.

Then, at four pm, I pack out of the w-mart, drive to the g-mart to look one more time and find the instant coffee that I have been looking for and much cheaper than the w-mart brand. Then, I head north on SH 9 to Kremmling, the east on US 40 to Hot Sulphur Springs arriving just in time to get dressed for the meeting. I am first in the parking lot and shortly after I arrive, Gordon arrives also. Soon, we are inside enjoying the meeting. Afterwards both Gordon and I head for the Pioneer Park for the night. I talk to Nate about the coming paradise but he does not want the book I offer to him.

Then, I say good night to Gordon and get into the jammer to avoid the mosquitoes.

Awake at the sound of the alarm but rise quite slowly, remaining in the sack for a few minutes longer. Then, I rise, get out the stove, tea pot and begin boiling water. When the water begins to boil, I pour it out into my two cups, the sierra cup for mela-tea and the Zeti-cup for the coffee. Soon, I am sipping on a cup of tea with the Zeti-cup filled with coffee, the new product I found yesterday, which is less than one fifth the price of the w-mart brand. However, the test will be in the taste and I wait for Gordon to arise and share the cup with me. Meanwhile, while I sip on my cup of tea, I also get out my computer and pound on a few keys while waiting for Gordon.

At about eight this morning, he comes over, cup in hand and after I pour half of it into his cup, we both began sipping on the coffee. He appears to like it, drinks it all and says, "I am going to the c-mart and get a refill." Methinks that for twenty cents a cup instead of a more than a dollar a cup, this new product will become a regular purchase.

We both arrive at the hall close to half an hour before the meeting begins, prepare ourselves and go inside. Cory conducts, and in attendance are Levi, Shaley, Gordon and myself. All but Shaley get into Cory′s car and then meet Shaley at the Brickhouse in Grandby where Shaley offers to drive. This is when I realize that I did not bring my wallet but I can deal with not having it for the morning. We then drive southward on East US 40 and stop in Winter Park, Colorado to begin our door to door. After working eleven three stories, a couple of us got good calls including myself. I had talked with Mikie who has family who are Jehovah′s Witnesses. When I offer the magazine, he takes it quickly and I tell him that that I will return on the same day in one or two weeks to discuss what he reads. Then by noon, Shaley needs to leave the ministry so we drive back to Grandby to get Cory′s car.

From there, the three guys want to grab a bit at the c-mart and offer to buy my something but I tell them that I don′t eat anything that they sell in that store. When they return to the car, each is carrying a packaged hot item, one a burger, another two foil wrapped burritos, the last one, two slices of pizza; and each one also has a sugary drink. I say, "See, that is what I mean, there is nothing in there that I eat." We drive north to the Grand Lake area and work near the area that we worked last week here in Grand Lake. By three o′clock, it begins to rain hard so we head back to the hall.

After changing into my summer blues, I get into the jammer and drive to Grandby, stop at the local Mexican food restaurant, bring in my tablet to begin my study for the weekend and order a plate of fish tacos. After eating, I tell the waitress that the fish was very fresh and a few minutes later, the cook come out to tell me that the fish was Tilapia. A discussion ensues and soon, I have shown him the video on Why you should Study the Bible in Spanish. I also give him my card and share some of my TWS spice mix with him. He says the spices mix smells really nice and will try it on some of his dishes.

Leaving there, I continue east on US 40 and pull into the g-mart in Fraiser where earlier I had seen sprouted pumpkin and sunflower seed with out any added salt. Because I did not have my wallet, I had told the service group that I would come back here for the weekend and purchase some. This is where I am parked now composing today′s journal entry and sipping on a bottle of coconut milk.

Up to the alarm, rise and get dressed, then walk into the g-mart wherein is the w-mart, start with a cup and then begin key pounding.

By seven pm, I pack out of the w-mart and return to the jammer and have some fruit to eat. It has raining today, quite hard and just as uncommon for this place and this season. The world is coming onto another holiday, this one being on a Monday which only enlarges the weekend providing more time to celebrate, and most will do it outside, that is unless the rain that is falling right now continues though to the holiday.

The alarm wakes me but since it was late last evening before I fell asleep, I turned of the alarm and roll over. Then, upon opening my eyes, I walk through the rain, inside to the w-mart, purchase a cup of hot and then resume the pounding of keys. At two pm, I pack out and head for the bank in Grandy, deposit moneys for the jammer insurance and then head to the w-mart to make the payment and while there have a baked chicken lunch. At about five pm, with somewhat drying weather, I pack out and drive to Hot Sulphur Springs (HSS) and take up my place in campsite 7. Look to see if from here on, I use HSS to indicate when I am referring to this location, Hot Sulphur Springs.

Upon setting up camp, I open the real lift gate and while rains flows down inches from me, I stay dry while making my supper, a fruit smoothie including blackberry, blueberry, kiwi, mango, strawberry, to which I added almond flour, chia seed, coconut flakes, ground flax seed, hulled hemp hearts, and some coconut milk. It is really good, sweet and almost needs a spoon. After finishing, I put more coconut milk in the mixer bottle, shake, pour it into my cup and have a fruit flavored drink.

After eating, I turn on the inverter and continue pounding keys. At nine forty-five pm the generator comes on next door but is is a quite one so most likely it will not keep me from sleep. Soon, I am horizontal with my eyes closed.

Awaking first before six am, I wait to turn off the alarm and go back to sleep for a while longer. Upon arising, I open the rear gate and begin boiling water for hot drinks. When I have both of my cups filled, I close up the jammer to keep the mosquitoes out, climb inside and begin my journal entry.

Then at nine am, I dress for the ministry, drive to the hall and go in for the meeting. I work with Brian, his wife Michelle and their daughter Olivia. We work in Kremmling doing return visits and drive up the Gore to meet Ed. Also, when back in Kremmling, we stop and sister Nitta in room ten. As we are leaving, Kurt and Jennifer are arriving. After returning to the hall I change into my blues and drive to Grandby for the WiFi and to pound keys.

At five, Gordon calls my phone to tell me that he has a space in Pioneer park and there is room enough for me to park in the space. I tell him that I will drive there right away, start the engine and arrive there in about fifteen minutes. We sit in the jammer while the mosquitos are out but by eight, the temperature drops and so do the mosquitos and I boil a pot a water to make tea for myself and coffee for Gordon. By nine, we both retire to the backs of our vehicles for the evening. I am horizontal by nine-twenty.

My routine of yesterday seems to have stuck to a pattern. It is about eight while I am writing my journal entry when Gordon crawls out of the back of his truck and starts to clean up by taking a bucket bath. It is nice to be able to talk with someone, especially when that person is your spiritual brother.

We both then dress and leave for the hall, arriving as others are arriving and go in. After the meeting, we both drive to Grandby and go into the f-mart for coffee, lunch and wifi.

Later when he leaves, I drive to the w-mart and take my seat at my office and begin pounding keys.

Once again, Saturdays pattern repeats so that I can sleep longer in the cool morning air. Then, I walk into the w-mart for a cup of hot and electricity. It is a busy day but I am able to find a corner and get much done. The main effort is spent on updating the digital book catalogue on the store page, bringing it up to date with the new format.

The next step in changing the website to this new format is to update episode one and that is what I am planning to do tomorrow. At eight pm, I leave the w-mart, return to the jammer and have my supper.

The alarm wakes me but I remain in my sack for a while longer and then finally, rise, don my blues, and walk into the w-mart for a cup of hot. After many pounds of the keys, Gordon calls and tells me that he is next door and will come in to the w-mart shortly. We talk for a while and soon depart only to meet again at the midweek meeting at seven in the hall. He seems distressed about all the out of state campers in the nearby surrounds but I tell him that all the weekend warrior vacationers are only temporary in the long scope of things.

After the meeting, I tell Gordon that I am going to Pioneer park to find a place for the night and that I will see him in the morning for the ministry meeting. Then, I drive to the campsite and pull into space 6, set up camp and prepare my Repast. After eating, I finish my journal entry for the day and then get horizontal for the evening but it is quite late and besides the RV in space eight has been running his generator.

Up the the crack of late, put a pot of water on the stove and make some coffee. The man in space five greets me good morning and as I am making my coffee, I talk with him. It does not take too long for me to begin with the subject of the Bible and before I leave this morning, I have talked with him on several Bible topics and placed a magazine on the survival of the Bible. Then, after putting on my suit, I leave for the ministry meeting at the hall. There is enough for two car groups and I work with Gordon, Rebecca and Stephanie west of Hot Springs. Then, by one pm, we are back at the hall, and each going our own way.

I head for Grandby, drive to the w-mart and continue pounding on the keys. By eight pm, I pack out and set up for the evening in the parking lot. I have completed the first new episode using my pseudonym and set it up with a new ISBN number and Library of Congress number. I also have created an account at a on demand printer and will soon upload the first episode to that printing business.

Up during sunglow and begin driving immediately north on SH 125, to Walton where I stop for a cup of hot to go and then continue north on SH 125 to Wyoming where the highway number changes to 230 and drive to Encampment, Wyoming on SH 70 which I take up into the Sierra Madre Mountain range to Battle Pass, and stop to read the info boards about the Continental Divide Trail.

After taking a few photos at the pass, I drive back down on the Atlantic side through Encampment and then north on SH230 to Saratoga, Wyoming. Once arriving in this small community, I drive directly to the Saratoga hot springs, a free facility with three pools.

Several people climb up on the rocks next to the hot pool, put their feet in but pull them right back out, usually screaming "Ow, Ow, Ow." No one is getting in the hot pool, however, I walk over stick my feet in and see why, it is really hot. So, I get back into the main pool to warm my core a little and then try again. Now, I am able to step into the pool which is about two feet deep. I continue going back and forth from the main to the hot and on the forth try, I am able to sit down in the hot pool for five seconds. The fifth time, I stay in for fifteen seconds and the sixth time for twenty two seconds. Then, I get out take a shower in the bath house and put on my dry clothes and come back out to the hot spring.

With a huge walking event going on this weekend, the Hood to Coast relay, I have come to appreciate that this time of year makes the Oregon coast very crowded and no where close to the solitude I have always preferred, (which time would most likely be mid to late September.) But hopefully, when all the participants leave later today, it will be less crowded on the coast. However, next weekend is another holiday and suspect it will be equally as crowded; still, I am here so make the best of this sojourn I must.

I drive out of the campsite and head south on US 101 along a very familiar route and stop at the w-mart in Seaside, Oregon. After parking, I go inside for WiFi and to pound keys for the morning while waiting for the meeting which begins at one this afternoon.

At noon, I drive north out of Seaside to the hall, stop for the meeting and find a warm welcome from the friends. Also, I find out that the midweek meeting is Tuesday at seven-thirty pm, so after the meeting, I return to the state park and check in for two more days so as to be able to be here for the next meeting. I head for the campsite, take a shower and then fix my Repast for supper. When after the sun sets, I turn in for the evening.

Up to go to the restroom, then return to the jammer, pack out and drive to the brick bath house in loop E. After my shower, I drive to the w-mart in town and spend the day pounding keys. Today, I work on updating the campground rating system that I already have created, then upload it to the old website. I will create a new website page on another day. Then at six pm, I leave the w-mart and head back to the campsite to begin evening preparations.

After location the site, D111, I park, plug in the electric cord, then the batteries, and then head to the brick shower house for a hot shower. Some one tells me that the tile floors are even heated. After my second shower today, I climb into the jammer and play a few games of solitaire before finalizing my journal entry for today. Then, I read in my Bible for a few chapters and call it good for this day.

This constant key pounding over the last many months has been keeping me constantly busy. This is a good thing because methinks that it also keeps me out of trouble or from just being bored. Even with these poundings, I still have been keeping up with my ministry goal but I am not sure how my ministry will fare while I am working for Richard in southern California. Maybe I will be able to keep up my ministry goal, I hope so since this chapter is entitled, Upon Preaching the Good News. It is after eight now, so I will shut down and climb into the back.

Up before daystart, walk to the brick shower house and get under the hot water. Then, I pack out and drive to the w-mart for coffee and com. Later, I prepare a cup of daystart because all of the eating in restaurants has put ten pounds on and I must needs loose it again. One of the barista, Katlyn, greets me and asks my first name. After I tell her, she says that she already knows my last name, Brother Buras and then I realize that she is a sister in the Seaside congregation. We talk for a short while and then I go back to my key pounding.

At one pm, I leave, drive back to the campsite and work on cleaning the jammer, straighten and date the new supplies purchased recently, take a hot shower, study for the meeting tonight and then climb into the back for my nap. I set my alarm so that I do not oversleep and miss the meeting tonight. I awake at six something, dress for the meeting and then drive to Seaside.

Afterwards, I drive back to the campsite, plug in and then make today′s journal entry. Methinks that the weather here is just perfect, it has not rained, which is unusual for this part of the coast, and the temperature requires that I get into my sleeping bag to sleep. It is about ten thirty when I climb into the horizontal.

Awake, make a cup of hot, pack out and drive slowly out of the campsite. My eyes catch Michael′s and we greet each other. I ask him what kind of youth group are you working with to which he answers "A church school. I hope we were not to loud last night." I then tell him that no, you were not and that I enjoyed the singing. I tell him a little about the focus of my web site and offer my card which he takes and tells me that he will take a look at it. I drive to the visitors center to ask about the road closure and meet Janna again cleaning the restrooms. I comment that I have seen her before and she shows me her ten year pin. I head out of the park, stop briefly at the petroglyph site to take some photos and briefly talk with a woman there. Then I connect to SR 139 and head south to Susanville, where I buy a couple of burritos and continue south on US 395 past several completely dried up lakes and arrive in Reno, Nevada by three pm.

I stop first at a g-mart to purchase sprouted mung beans, Maine sea weed and other items I am out of. Then, I drive to the nearby w-mart, upload web pages and check to find a hall to attend the meeting, which is at seven tonight.

It was a warm night last night and evidently kept me awake until late. Upon arising, I search for the w-mart that I had seen nearby yesterday and soon I am inside sipping on a cup of blonde from a pot, which, unless you get a pour-over, is getting to be a rare item these days. Yes, most of these w-marts only do a pour-over if you want a blonde. Usually, I do not want a pour-over and choose the medium roast (Pike Place) for my morning brew. That is of course, unless I can get a cup of Cafe du Monde, which methinks is the best.

At noon, after updating all web pages that have had recent changes, I pack out and head south on US 395 out of Reno, gas up in Gardnerville, NV and then head south into California to Manzanar.

The drive continues until after sunset and I drive a short ways past Manzanar to the Alabama Hills Recreation Area on the Whitney Portal road. Arrive after dark, I stop at the entrance turn out and park for the night. It is really warm and must needs leave my windows open to let the light breeze in. I step out of the jammer to look at the night sky and immediately notice the Milky Way but it is nowhere near as bright as it was at the Lava Beds campsite. I also read the information sign and learn that there is a campsite, Lone Pine campground, six mile into the recreation area but I choose not to drive there after dark. It is almost eleven pm when I finally get horizontal.

Upon arising, I step out of the jammer, open the tailgate and use my bottled water to wash my hair, face and upper body. Then, I drive into town, stop at the f-mart for coffee. After filling my Yeti cup, I drive north on US 395 to Manzanar, park and while waiting for the site to open, work on my journal.

At nine, I walk into the visitors center, up to the ranger desk and wait in turn to talk with a ranger. Soon, Mike greets me and I ask "Was anyone born here during detention?" Mike replies immediately, yes over five hundred during the four years the detention center was in operation. In fact, here is a sheet of statistics listing how many each year. My only reply was "Wow, and thank you." I go into the display room and begin to read the displays.

Later, I go to the back of the room and begin looking through the rooster of detendees of which there is 251 pages. After several hours of searching the rooster, I go back to the ranger desk and ask about some who were transferred to Hunt, Idaho and Heart Mountain. The ranger told me that Hunt, Idaho is Minidoka detention camp, one which I have previously been to. Also, Heart Mountain is another detention camp that is restored by a private organization and is in Wyoming.

Mike then goes online to the national archives and looks up the names of the families that I am interested in. He also gives me a print out of how to access the archives. I thank him for his help and then walk back to the rosters to recheck my information. Afterwards, I walk out to the jammer, take a tour around the camp and stop a only a few places for photos. Then, at about three pm, I drive back to highway and return to my drive south on US 395. I stop briefly at the Eastern Sierra visitors center and then head south.

After several hours, I gas up at Kramers Junction, which is where SH 58 crosses US 395 and then continue south to Victorville, where I take a couple of back roads to connect to SH 18 and head east to Apple Valley, Lucern Valley and then up onto the back side of the San Bernardino Mountains. As it driver higher and higher, I feel the air cooling off and arrive at Big Bear Lake at nine pm.

Upon arriving in Big Bear Lake, I drive to the w-mart and see that the bank building next to it is still empty so I drive down the street and find a place to park for the night. I really like the cool here and will sleep well tonight. Still, I do not get horizontal until after ten pm.

Up at early sunglow, put on my blues and drive to the w-mart for coffee, check my com and upload my latest journal entry. Once all the key pounding work is done, then I begin my study for today, Why we must Keep on the Watch. At nine this morning, I walk out to the jammer, put on my suit and then drive to the hall across the street for the meeting.

It is a fine thing for a wayfarer to return to visit good friends and really enjoy my visit here in Big Bear Congregation. Afterwards, I return to the w-mart for a round of pounding keys. Then at four pm, I pack out and head for the Outback. Just before, I send a text to Richard and he text me back saying that he and Kim are shopping and will be back later. I tell them that I am going to the w-mart and will see them tonight. At sunset, he lets me know that he is heading home and will be there soon, so I tell him, see ya soon. I pack out and head back to the Outback, drive into the recreational vehicle space, park and then Richard comes out to greet me and we go to sit in the pagoda and talk; later Kim comes out to say hello. After I ask about my box, he retrieves it from the shed, I open it and hand him a copy of Episode One, tell him to read the first two pages of print. While he does that, I go to the jammer and get the pot set and stove that I have for his emergency bag.

When he finishes reading the two pages I explain to him how I have changed the web site. He gives me a couple of suggestions which I think are good ones. Then we continue to talk about the work that we will be doing. Finally, he leaves to go in for the evening and I ready for my evening.

Awake, set outside, begin boiling water for coffee and see Kim leaving for the ministry. I walk to the house, knock and Richard says come in. He is boiling water for his tea. I a short while, I go back out to the jammer to check the water, find it boiling, so make a cup of hot and then a cup of daystart. Soon, Richard and I are both driving to Hemet and go the the rental that I will be staying at and working on.

Upon arriving, he introduces me to the neighbors on either side and Jim on the south side is a Vietnam veteran as myself. Then, we go inside the trailer which is an older double wide and we discuss the tasks at hand; some painting, repairs, a lot of cleaning and a couple upgrades. Later, I ride with Richard and Jeanie to the hw-mart to buy a shower surround, then return to the rental and while Richard and Jeanie go for a walk, I prepare my Repast. As I am finishing the meal, Richard returns home, puts Jeanie in the truck and then comes inside. Shortly before he returned, I had retrieved from the jammer, a clean cup and fork to share my meal. As he walks in, I ask him if he would like a cup of Repast and he says Ok.

He sits down and begins eating, and I ask him if he can tell me what the ingredients are to which he names about half of them. I tell him what else is in it and he replys "This is really good, and healthy," I then respond, "So you like it." We finish eating, then he packs out and as he heads for home. as I wash the dishes and set up for the evening in the jammer.

Awake, set the GPS and drive to the w-mart for coffee, pound keys and then upload my journal entries. I also check for the location of the local congregation, d-mart, bank and find locations all less than a mile from the rental. At nine this morning, I pack out and head back to the rental and while waiting for Richard to arrive, I work on the back door lock which one I have never seen before. I take it apart, clean it, lubricate the parts and put it back together and get it to word right again. This ability to disassembly and reassemble all started when I was just a boy as I would take every thing apart to see how it worked and then put it back together.

After it was completed, Richard shows up and he asks me to start working on taking off the door to the shower stall while he goes up on top to continue painting the exterior. About two pm, we both take a break for something to eat and I have my daystart.

We have already purchased the new surround and once I get the door removed, I try the new corner piece and find that there is much old material that must needs be removed, so I continue cutting, chipping and scraping the old surround until the two corner pieces finally fit. After that is done, I clean up, put the tools away and walk outside to watch the sunset. Then, Richard leaves to buy paint and a couple other items while I begin my supper which is very much like what I cooked last night only I added a chopped up beet to the boiling pot. Too, like last night, I use sesame oil for taste and as always put in my spices.

After eating, I take a bath as the shower stall is not available yet and then wash a few of my nylons and soon after, Richard arrives back to put the paint in the shed while I sit on the front porch in the cool night air. After he leaves, I retire to the jammer and write today′s journal entry.

Up at the second bell, drive to the w-mart for coffee and when parking feel the tire roll over something. Upon looking see that it is a wallet, pick it up and take it inside to the barista. Then, I go set up my computer, plug in, and return to the line with my Yeti cup for coffee. The barista fills the cup, tells me that the person who lost the wallet just called and my coffee is free. Returning to my office, I begin pounding keys and sipping my coffee.

Then, as the hour approaches nine, I return to work on the Palm Avenue rental. As I had told Richard I would do, I start working on painting the front window awning. He had told me that he could not disassemble the awning and that I could paint them in place. I bring the ladder to the front, climb up, look at the awning and find all of the metal slats covered in dust. So, the first thing that must needs be done is clean them. I fill a bucket of, grab my scouring pad, climb the ladder and begin cleaning but it is hard to get all of the areas. While cleaning the slats, I am able to remove the slats, so I begin cleaning them removed but then I realize, since the awning is now disassembled, I should set up a place to finish the cleaning and then paint the parts. That is what I do and begin a day long job of first cleaning, then painting all the parts of both the front awning and the bathroom awning that Richard previously took apart.

At noon, Rita stops by to say hello. Rita is Richards tenant who lives in the rental on Johnston Street and when I am done working on this rental, she will be moving into to this one, Richard′s Palm Avenue rental. During our conversation, I am able to witness to her again, showing scriptures to answer her questions. When she leaves, I resume work and finish the painting at about the time the sun sets. I pick up the tools, put away the paint and go inside and eat my Repast leftover from last night. Then, I clean the dishes and take a bath, after which, I retire to the jammer by eight pm and write my journal entry for today. After shutting down the computer, I climb into the back and read more in the book of Psalms, then sleep.

Up to a bright sun shining above the horizon, boil water for coffee and then continue working on the shower surround. After reading the instruction a second time, I see that I need a level so I drive to the d-mart, which is less than two miles west of here and purchase one for six dollars. I also get some fruit, water, onions, and other food items. Upon arriving back at the rental, I finish installing the awning hardware and then install the awning slats and I notice that they will need a final touch up. Finally, I go inside and work on the shower surround.

At five pm, having completed one of the three walls, measured and marked the remaining two walls, I stop, get dressed for the meeting and then drive eight blocks east. I find out that the congregation that I much needs attend meets on Tuesday evening at seven pm and Sunday at four pm. Afterwards, I return to my temporary home make a skillet of Teriyaki chicken and rice from a prepared package. After eating, I decide that I will not buy that meal again. The I retire to the jammer and sleep.

Awake to the cockcrow, don my work blues, walk inside to the rental and put a pot of water on to boil. While I wait for the water, I clean one window and the kitchen light fixture. Then I make a cup coffee and one of tea and sip coffee while writing this morning′s journal entry. Going outside, I paint the shutters the same accent color as the awning, which is called Fire Roasted. While the shutters dry, I return to the kitchen an continue cleaning the cabinets. When Richard wrote clean the cabinets on his list, I assume he means also to clean the range, range hood, range vent and counter tops. Well, they are done now. At four pm, I take a break for some water and to add to my journal.

Then I return to the currently white tool shed and proceed to paint it green. I start by brushing the raised ribs, then I roll the flat areas, finishing it by six forty-five pm. There is enough paint left over in the paint can to begin the second shed. After cleaning and putting everything away, the sun having already set, I next drive to the d-mart to purchase a small jar of wood filler to use on the shelving that I am putting back together, leaving home by seven pm. After returning home, I prepare a supper of chili-mac, the ingredients just purchased and then eat while playing solitaire.

My legs and feet pain me tremendously, so I forego washing the dishes and head for the jammer to get horizontal.

Awake first at five-fifty am but being overly tired, I opt to return to sleep. Later, the sunlight wakes me and there is a soft chirping from a soft bird somewhere nearby, the first bird that I have heard hear, well except for the crows. I put a pot of water on to boil and soon I am sipping coffee while eating a banana. At eight, I put on my work shoes and begin work painting the trim color on the tool shed and finish shortly after ten this morning. Then I hook up the hose and wash the drive way, first using a alkaline degreaser to remove the oil that has leaked from my transmission. (I crawled under the jammer yesterday evening and tightened the pan bolts again, which their loosening seems to be a common occurrence the last year or so.) After removing all the grease, I hose off the back of the drive way pushing all the dirt to about the middle. Then I use the push broom to move the water forward towards the street which scrubs and remaining dirt and move it all to the street.

At noon, I go inside and have fruit and water, then after, eating I wash the jammer. Upon resuming work, I go inside and put together the cabinet for next to the front door and then I see Richard arrive. He has come to work for the afternoon and we both stop at six pm when I begin cooking my Repast. Just as I put in the onions, I smell meat on the grill and look out the south window and see Jim cooking on his grill. I greet him to which he responds in kind and when done with the Repast, grab a cup and walk over to talk with him. He invites me in and we sit at his board to eat during which we discuss Bible topics. Later, when he has to take a call, I return to the jammer to get my Bible and we are able to compare words until nearly eleven pm.

I then return to the rental and pack out to the jammer, climb in and must needs turn on the engine to run the air conditioner. While the jammer is cooling off, I complete today&prie;s journal entry.

Today is my day off from work, choosing to go to the w-mart to keep cool and rest my toilworn body. Richard has gone to a circuit assembly today but my going there is out of the question because of the throes that persist in my bones and muscles from the last week of work, pain that would make sitting in a auditorium for long hours near impossible. At three pm, I leave the w-mart, return to the jammer to get dressed for the meeting and then head to the hall.

Upon arriving at the hall, I am greeted warmly and enjoy the meeting despite a irritated right eye that occurred earlier. Afterwards, I go to the d-mart to shop for some more fruit and such. Then, I return home, cook supper, and then get into the jammer. It has been so hot today that I have had to run the air conditioner all day, even tonight trying to cool it off enough to be able to sleep.

I wait now for the cool but I suspect it will not come soon, so I grab my pillow, go inside the rental, turn on the swamp cooler and lay down directly in the path of cool air. This works and I am able to sleep but wake up later with the need to cover myself, so I walk outside to the jammer and grab my sleeping bag and return to this temporary sleep birth. At three am, I arise again this time due to not sleeping well away for my regular birth, go outside and find the air cool enough to return to the jammer and do so, spending the remaining hours of sleep in the jammer.

After a really hot night, I arise walk into the rental and put on a pot of water to boil, then make a cup of hot to sip while eating a banana and pound keys to write my journal entry.

Then at eight am, I begin working on the shower surround, first cutting the back wall to size and then installing it. Richard still has not brought me a drill bit to cut holes for the faucets which has a diameter of 1¼ inches. After gluing the old wall and need to wait for the glue to set, I continue work cleaning the kitchen cabinets. I complete all the uppers and even paint the inside in the one above the stove. I know Richard did not tell me to do any painting on the cabinets but after I have cleaned the inside and it dries, now it the perfect time to paint the ugly brown a nice white. At noon, I stop for lunch and make a fruit smoothie with kale and broccoli.

At five pm, I take my next break to have some peanut butter and crackers after which, I continue on the kitchen cabinets, cleaning, then rubbing on the staining restorer and finally, screw on all the handles. It is almost seven-thirty pm when I call it and then take a bath. After getting clean, I drive to the w-mart to upload my journal entry, then to the sub sandwich shop for supper. Finally, back home to crash for the evening.

After another hot night, I awake go inside to get my shoes and then head for coffee and try to connect to the w-mart but for some reason, it is not working so I reboot to correct the problem. Having not brought my battery brick, I can not stay for very long so, I check my email, reply to a couple and then head back to the rental to begin working. Starting this morning with cleaning the aluminum door trim and threshold to the shower and then wait for it to dry so I can silicone around the edges, after which begin installing the door parts. While waiting on the drying, I take apart the oven to clean it, a very old OKeefe and Merritt gas.

Richard arrives at two-thirty pm with the saw and begins to cut the line that I have drawn on the shower stall wall and I finish the window that I am working on and then have a fruit smoothie from the batch I made yesterday. When he finishes the cutting, he goes up on the roof to clean and prep for sealing. I go into the bathroom and continue with the shower surround, first cutting the next piece, drilling the hole for the faucets and then spread the glue on the wall. Once this wall piece is installed, I begin preparing the final wall, the one opposite the door. I have to chisel out strips of the painted glossy board so that the glue can stick to something. At five-thirty pm, Richard leaves because he has a meeting tonight and after I pack away the tools, I tool begin getting cleaned up for my meeting tonight.

Then suddenly, the sun comes out from behind the clouds, lights up the inside of the rental with the rain still coming down here and immediately methinks, this is the perfect circumstances for a rainbow, possibly a double. I go outside, walk to the back of the rental and see the start of some color in the sky. With the sun now close to the horizon, any rainbow will be large and high in the sky, so I grab my camera and wait to see a full double rainbow form and become very bright. I take several photo and when leaving for the meeting, take some from across the street.

Then, I drive to the hall and my legs throb all during the meeting after which I drive home and get horizontal before ten pm.