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QUIRE ELEVEN: CHAPTER TWELVE
The Quest for The Solace, Part Seven

On Loving the Brotherhood Go Down Go Back
A Journey of a Thousand Days, The Seventh One Hundred Days
Tuesday, 18 July 2017 through Thursday, 25 October 2017

Tuesday, 18 July 2017, Hot Sulphur Springs, CO.
(Day 600 TB) 51°F. 7:00 am, sunny
Pioneer Park, Space # 1
Up to a warm morning, put a pot of water on to boil and in short time I am sipping a cup of hot. Soon after, Gordon gets up and I make him a cup. Then he calls the ap-mart to see about the cost and availability of a water pump. The clerk says that he will have it in the store by four this afternoon. Soon, after that, we both leave the campground. I head into to town and stop at a ar-mart to see if the mechanic can replace the water pump. He agrees that it is the water pump that is leaking and will replace it for $225.00 if I supply the part and new anti-freeze. However, the one problem, he can not get to it until next Wednesday, but because I must need have it done, I make an appointment and then head to Grandby to get the pump.
After stopping at the ap-mart and purchasing the pump, I drive to the w-mart and get online. I renew my annual website URL service and then work on today′s journal entry. At four-thirty, I leave to pick up the pump, then return to the campsite and find Gordon under his tented truck. We sit at the table to talk about today′s events and soon it is time to get ready for the meeting. We both head to the hall at the same time and go in for the meeting, after which return to the campsite and retire to our births. I light my candle to flame the bugs and completer my journal entry.
Soon after, I am under the down bag heading towards sleep.
Wednesday, 19 July 2017, Hot Sulphur Springs, CO.
(Day 601 TB) 50°F. 7:00 am, overcast
Pioneer Park # 1
Wake and put water on the stove and when all my cups are full put water in the radiator. Then, I start the jammer and begin the drive to Grandby, stopping to fill up all of my potable water bottles (P-bottles). On this drive, I need to stop once more to add water to the radiator and then arrive at the w-mart, go inside and purchase four bottles of spring water (S-water) and four more bottles of potable water.
Then, I sit down at the table next to the electric plug and begin pounding keys and them I am amazed how fast six o′clock rolls around. I pack out load the radiator with water and head for the campsite. Even after filling the radiator in Grandby, it is now taking two stops to make the ten miles between Grandby and the campground, once to refill the radiator and a second time to fill all of my water bottles.
Today, it is raining when I arrive in the campsite, park the jammer, get out and ask Gordon how he is doing. He does not get out of his truck but just opens the rear hatch to talk. Soon, I too have climbed back into the jammer and use my candle to flame the insects. Then, I turn on the deep cell battery to charge the batteries while I play a couple games of solitaire and then read two chapters in my Bible. Finally, I blow out the candle, turn off both the inverter and the lights and then go to sleep.
Thursday, 20 July 2017, Hot Sulphur Springs, CO.
(Day 602 TB) 52°F. 7:20 am, overcast, wet
Pioneer Park, # 1
Rise, and see that Gordon has not risen yet. I open the hood, fill the radiator, then I start the jammer and head to Grandby. In a half mile, I stop to fill my water bottles and top off the radiator, then I head to Grandby. Just like yesterday, right before Windy Gap the engine light comes on so I stop to let it cool and add more water before continuing into Grandby. When I arrive in the parking lot, I refill the radiator once again before going inside to pound keys.
After I have finished drinking my first cup and just about ready to get a refill when Gordon walks in and greets me. I stand up, tell him that I am getting a refill and ask him if he wants a cup. We then both sit down with a cup of hot and talk for a bit. He then says he is going to the laundry to do a load and heads out. In the afternoon, I get a text message from Ellen, my brother Robert′s wife who ask me if I would like to house and animal sit for them during the first week of November. I answer that I will probably be still building the bridge in Spring Hill, Tennessee at that time, and will not be able to give here a yes or no until late October. I continue with my key pounding until six when I pack out and head for the camp again stopping twice to keep water in the engine.
When I arrive, Gordon who had been laying down in his truck, gets out and sit at the table to eat while I make a salad and then sit down to eat at the table. He tells me that earlier, there was a heavy rain and it shows because everything is still wet. After we clean up our dishes, we spray up with bug repellant and continue to sit at the table until about eight-forty when it becomes quite dark.
The skies are still heavily overcast when I climb into the jammer and pound keys to complete today′s journal entry. Then I get into the back and read a couple more chapters in the Bible.
Friday, 21 July 2017, Hot Sulphur Springs, CO.
(Day 603 TB) 53°F. 7:00 am, overcast
Pioneer Park, # 1
Up to another overcast day, fill the radiator, drive into town to fill my bottles and drive to Grandby. Today, I keep my speed below 55 mph and the water does not overheat but I can drive all the way to the g-mart in Grandby. Previous days, I have been driving closer to the speed limit which is 65 mph. I am slowly learning how to drive the jammer with it′s current disability, the leaking water pump gasket.
I go inside and pound keys until four-thirty, when I pack out and drive to the bank to make a deposit. I then head to the campsite, park the jammer and get out my cook pot to make a pot of chili-mac. I know, both the can of chili and the macaroni and cheese have loads of salt, not to mention all the other inflammatory ingredients, but I made this one to show Gordon what chili-mac is.
He now likes chili-mac. After cleaning up the dishes, we sit out in the off and on rain for another hour before we both hit the sleeping births.
Saturday, 22 July 2017, Hot Sulphur Springs, CO.
(Day 604 TB) 54°F. 7:00 am, sunny
Pioneer Park, # 1
I rise, put on a pot of water to boil and soon, I am sipping on a cup of hot. Gordon rises and begins to dress for the ministry and I follow suit. We arrive at the hall for the meeting but there is not any other English going out that we can join this morning, so instead, we head to Grandby to connect to the WiFi.
After pounding keys all day, I pack out at eight and head to camp, stopping first in Hot Sulphur Springs to fill up my water bottles and finally arrive at the campsite at eight this evening.
I park next to Gordon′s truck, open the lift gate, get out my camera for a photo of camp and my newly applied sticker collection on my 1989 Aerostar.
A Wayfarer′s Wheels
1989 Aerostar
(b4wheels-1989-2017-0723.2044) Jammer parked next to Gordon′s Truck in Site 1
A Wayfarer′s Wheels
1989 Aerostar
(b4wheels-1989-2017-0723.2037) Collection of Stickers on Rear Window
With the light of day fading fast, I get out my cook pot, begin preparations for my Repast and when it is done, pour all the broth into my sierra cup. Sitting down at the table, I continue to talk with Gordon as I sip slowly on the steaming broth, after which I eat two servings of my supper. The remaining Repast, I put in a zip bag to store in my cooler.
Then, Gordon and I look up at the night sky to examine the celestial creation. Of course, we see first the planet Jupiter, then an untold number of stars, of which I point out several constellations. I ask, mostly rhetorically, "I wonder if we will see any satellites?" Not but a couple minutes later, Gordon points one out and we watch it sail across the sea of stars. After watching several satellites, Gordon says that he is retiring for the evening but I remain to see if I can spot more.
After he had just climbed into his truck, I see a very odd looking satellite. I know it is a satellite and not an airplane because it, (1) does not flash with green and red lights and (2) is totally silent (unlike a jet which usually is followed in the distance by subdued roar of it′s engines). However, it is not the normal pinpoint of reflected white sun light that is indicative of this type of object in the sky. Instead, it has an elongated main body and several wing like appendages emanating outward from the body and all reflecting light.
It is not long before I call out, saying "Hey Gordon, you have got to come look at this."
He sticks his head out, looks directly overhead and says, "Wow, that is really low! What is it?" We had just earlier been talking about low orbit satellites and I tell him, "it′s the space station" and go on to tell him that the space station is the largest manmade celestial body in low Earth orbit. 3
Internation Space Station
Crossing the Night Sky
(b1a11-12-06.20170722.2200) International Space Station
We both agree that seeing the international space station is really cool and then we both retire to our own sleeping birth.
Sunday, 23 July 2017, Hot Sulphur Springs, CO.
(Day 605 TB) 46°F. 6:50 am, sunny
Pioneer Park, # 1
After the clear sky last night, the temperature dropped quite a bit an when getting up this morning, there was need to put on my sweat shirt until the sun rose high enough to warm the day up. Gordon rises at nine this morning which by then I have already done my study for later today, caught up on my journal writing and now just need to get dressed for the meeting.
The visiting speaker provides exception insight on our hope in the resurrection, and then I drive back to the campsite. After I arrive and have parked the jammer, Gordon arrives to parks his truck and then I get out my floor jack, tools, oil, filter ad begin changing the oil in the jammer because it has reached 180,000 miles and five thousand miles since the last oil change. The oil change goes really fast and next, I install a patch on the tail pipe and re-hang the pipe with coat hanger wire, a temporary repair until I arrive in Spring Hill this fall when I can replace the exhausts system from the converter flange all the way back to the tail pipe.
With the auto maintenance and repairs complete and it still being early in the afternoon, Gordon and I just sit out the heat of the day under his umbrella trying to stay cool. After a while, the sun begins to cast shadows eastward and we take up a place in the longer shade, him under the umbrella and myself on my step stool next the the jammer and wait out the heat of the day. Clear Sky at Sunset
with Crepuscular Rays
(b1a11-12-06.20170723.2005) Clear Sky and Crepuscular Rays.
At sunset, the sun cast crepuscular rays out from behind the clouds.
Monday, 24 July 2017, Hot Sulphur Springs, CO.
(Day 606 TB) 46°F. 6:00 am, sunny
Pioneer Park, # 1
Up early and head right to the w-mart in Grandby where I spend the day working on my online journal. I begin by rewriting quire one, updating it to the current format. Then, I begin working on succeeding quires until I run out of day.
Leaving the w-mart and Grandby shortly after six this evening, I drive back to the campsite and begin cooking chicken-macaroni for both Gordon and myself. After Gordon says the prayer, we begin sharing the meal about which he says that he really likes this recipe. We sit and talk until dark hoping that the stars will be out and we can spot some satellites but that does not happen because the sky is nearly full of clouds. We are able to see Jupiter briefly when there is a break in the clouds but for the most part, few stars and no satellites.
Tuesday, 25 July 2017, Hot Sulphur Springs, CO.
(Day 607 TB) 54°F. 6:30 am, sunny
Pioneer Park, # 1
After rising, I fill the radiator, start the jammer and drive to the w-mart in Grandby for one more day of key pounding. I have been working on my online journal and have quires one, two and three nearly complete. I upload what I have completed each day.
At five-thirty this evening, I drive to the camp, don my suit and head for the meeting at the hall. Afterwards, I drive to the campground and park for the .
Wednesday, 26 July 2017, Hot Sulphur Springs, CO.
(Day 608 TB) 58°F. 6:50 am, overcast
Pioneer Park, # 1, Elevation 7680 feet.
Up just before seven and put a pot of water on to boil, then make coffee for both Gordon and myself. Then at fifteen minutes to eight, I drive to the ar-mart and Rich begins work on replacing the water pump. At nine-thirty, he has the pump installed and is putting coolant in the radiator. When he looks under the jammer, he says, "It is still leaking." He then lifts the jammer back up on the rack to examine it further and then says "I think that the leak is coming from the head gasket."
He fills the radiator up and then tells me "No Charge!" to which I say thank you and give him fifty dollars. I leave there and head to the ap-mart where I purchase a bottle of head gasket sealer, drive to the w-mart for coffee and to wait four hours for the engine to cool before I can pour the sealer into the engine.
Then after reading the instruction on the bottle one more time, I pour the head gasket sealer into the radiator, top of the radiator with antifreeze, replace the cap and let the engine idle for fifteen minutes. Then, I look under the engine and see that the pavement is dry. Methinks that this is working, but I wonder is it will hold up for the drive ahead of me. So, I close the hood, climb into the jammer and drive west on US 40 slowly through Grandby, turn north on SR 125 and head up to Willow Creek pass keeping a constant eye on the temperature gauge. When I summit the pass, I look down again at the gauge and see that it is still pointing to the O in Normal.
The drive continues along a now very familiar route, SR 125 to Wyoming, then SR 230 through Saratoga. I had planned to stop here for a hot shower but having to wait so long for the engine to cool off prior to adding the head sealer, put me behind my schedule for arriving in Oak Harbor this Friday. So, I drive right through town, and when I arrive at IH 80, turn west to drive to Rock Springs.
I arrive in Rock Springs after nine pm, pull into the d-mart and park, go inside to buy a couple of groceries and the come back out to the jammer to get ready to sleep.
Thursday, 27 July 2017, Rock Springs, WY.
(Day 609 TB) 50°F. 6:00 am, partly cloudy
Overnighting in a parking lot, Elevation 6388 feet.
Red Sky in the Morning
Up at the first bell, dress, check the water level which is still holding, start the jammer and drive across the street for a cup of hot. I check my com, respond to a couple of messages and then catch up on my journal writing.
Then at seven this morning, I pack out, start the jammer and begin what will be a very long day driving interstate highways hoping to arrive at an Oregon campground near the Washington state line. I start on IH 80 west into Utah, then IH 84 northwest past Ogden, Utah and then north into Idaho where I stop at a road side park to open the tailgate to grab something for lunch. Then, I continue north on IH 84 to where IH 86 heads east, but I turn west on IH 84 thru the Snake river valley past and the large cities. Finally, IH 84 takes me into Oregon and then north to La Grange, Oregon where I stop at a w-mart so that I can reload my phone with more minutes.
Then I pack out and head for Emigrant Springs Campground to see if I can get a space to park for the night. So far, I have driven well over 600 miles since leaving Hot Sulphur Springs and the temperature gauge is still pointing to the O in Normal.
I arrive at the campground at six this evening and when driving into the park see a sign that reads Vacancy, so I drive in and find a tent site right across from the shower house. There was one more electric site but it was a long walk from the shower and opted for the one close by the shower. After I park, I grab my shower bag, towel and some clean clothes, then walk across the street for a steamy hot shower.
This is the first time that I have arrived this early and I notice that there is a lot of noise coming from the interstate highway, but I know from previous visits, it gets really quite after dark. While waiting for the sun to set, I begin working on my journal but since I was only able to get six hours last night, tonight, I get horizontal before nine this evening.
(Day 610 TB) 58°F. 5:40 am, sunny
Emigrant Springs State Park, # A-16, CRS; 7.0  Elevation 3806 feet.
I slept very well last night and wake up before the alarm, rise, grab my shower bag and towel, then walk back to the shower house for my second hot shower. As soon as I get back to the jammer, I start the engine and let it idle while I put away my shower items and unplug the electricity.
Then, at about six-twenty this morning, I drive out of the campground and continue west on IH 84 to Pendleton, Oregon where I pull off the highway at an Oregon mountain top view point.
Methinks that I will be able to catch the sunglow from atop this viewpoint. However, I realize this sunglow is not the same sunglow I am accustom to seeing but entirely different from all of those I have seen before.
In fact, just below the sunglow is the earth shadow, which is just one more of the dayspring phenomena. An from this mountain view point, I can see how the shadow of the earth rises from the shape of the mountain. Such an amazing earth we live on.
The Earth′s Shadow
Leaving the view stop, I next stop at a ff-mart for a large cup of coffee and meet meet Dave who arrives right after me on a Indian motorcycle and I ask him what year his bike is. He replies, "A fifteen." which I understood to be a 2015 motorcycle. We then begin talking and I notice a military insignia on the rear of his side card and I tell him "I recognize that badge, it is the badge for serving in the Viet Nam war. I know it well because I have that badge as well." He smiles and asks me where I served, to which I reply "I was stationed in the states at El Toro in southern California." He then says, "So you were in the Marines?" We continue to talk and I learn he is driving up from Tucson, Arizona and on his way to the Seattle area for a business meeting. We then exchange business cards.
After wards, I resume my drive to Oak Harbor which I arrive in town before two in the afternoon, head first to the hair salon that I often frequent when here, walk it and the beautician takes me right to her chair. When that is done, I walk around the corner and go into the w-mart to get online and check my com.
While I am sitting here sipping on a cold brew, methinks that drive was a true test for the head gasket repair that I put in just prior to starting the 1350 mile journey. The trip consisted of three driving legs, the first on on Wednesday from Hot Sulphur Springs to Rock Springs, Wyoming was as distance of 275 miles. Then from Rock Springs, I drove 675 miles to Emigrant Springs campground, Oregon. The last leg from Emigrant Springs to Oak Harbor was 400 miles.
The entire journey took me just over twenty hours of driving with two overnight stops and I was able to get in two hot showers. The odd thing about this trip is that I am not tired out from it at all and I plan to go out in the ministry tomorrow morning.
While it is still in the afternoon, I contact Joanne and ask if I can come by to get the vending product that I am storing there, to which she says yes. Some of it will go with the vending machine sale as will all of my extra machine parts, but a couple other boxes of product will still need to be sold to eliminate them. However, if the buyer shows up this weekend, I will be rid of a large part of what I have left. I have told him that he can come Saturday or Sunday in the afternoon or evening and I hope that he can be here during these times because. He had requested Monday afternoon but I told him that I hope to be back on the road again by then.
Leaving Joanne′s house, I head back into town and park in the g-mart parking lot for the night.
Saturday, 29 July 2017, Oak Harbor, WA.
(Day 611 TB) 54°F. 5:35 am, sunny
Overnighting in a parking lot
The seagull noise here it so loud, and there is gull poop everywhere making it hard to park and not find poop on the jammer in the morning. I rise early today, drive to the w-mart, go in for coffee and connect to the internet. Then, at eight this morning, I drive to the city park to take a shower and get dressed for the ministry, during which I work with Larry, Roger and David.
After the ministry, I drive to where my vending machine is and collect the quarter from within, thirty-seven dollars worth. Then, with the quarters I drive to the car wash, insert two dollars and remove the gull poop from the jammer.
I am able to contact the person who is buying the vending machine but he is not available to come until Monday morning, so I return to the w-mart and pound keys to use up my time while waiting for the sale of this last vending machine.
At eight pm, I retire to the jammer, drive to a location away for where the gulls congregate, put up my shades and climb into the back and get horizontal.
Sunday, 30 July 2017, Oak Harbor, WA.
(Day 612 TB) 59°F. 6:00 am, sunny
Overnighting in a parking lot
I rise immediately when the alarm goes off, move the jammer into the space next to the w-mart and then go in for a cup of coffee and to prepare for the Bible study today. At nine-fifteen, I walk out to the jammer, dress for the meeting and then drive to the hall. Afterwards, I return to the w-mart, change into my blues and walk back into my air conditioned office. It has been getting a little too hot for me during the midday. However, when I leave he office, I find that it is quite cool this evening.
I park in the g-mart parking lot for my third night while here on the island. It is still early, so I play some solitaire to kill the extra time that seems to my possession during my wait. Then at nine, after the sunset, I climb into the back of the jammer and get horizontal for the evening.
Monday, 31 July 2017, Oak Harbor, WA.
(Day 613 TB) 56°F. 5:30 am, sunny
Overnighting in a parking lot
It has been excellent weather during my stay here, dry, clear and in the fifties during the night. After rising, I drive to the w-mart on SH 20 near where my vending machine and wait for my appointment. Then at ten-thirty, I get a text, I am on my way, and at eleven a man walks up to me and asks me by name. We both drive to the restaurant where the machine is located, take it outside next to his car and I give him a run down on how to service it. He then hands me the remaining two hundred dollars and then we shake hands and I drive north on SR 20 out of town.
I do stop at Joanne′s home and say good bye to her; she asks, "Are you ever coming back to Oak Harbor?" to which I answer, "I do not have any business here to tend to but I do have a lot of friends, so , yes but probably not near as often."
Then, I drive away from her home, continue east on SR 20, cross the IH 5 and drive right through the North Cascades National park over, across Rainy Pass, over Washington pass and down the other side through Winthrop and Twisp where I stop for a block of ice and a half gallon of cold almond milk to drink while I pound keys to catch up on my journal writing. It is now seven in the evening at an elevation of 1600 feet and about one hundred degrees. At least the jammer is in the shade where I am sitting in it. Another truck pulls up next to mine, three people get out, one goes inside while another climbs up into the pickup bed and uncovers a large bin.
I greet him and he tells me that they have been commercial fishing in Alaska for cod and have to buy some more ice to put on it. I watch as he pulls off the top ice and puts it on the canvas, then pulls out the large fish. About this time the other man has returned with ten bags of ice and they both load the bagged ice in the bottom of the bin, then put the fish on top of the ice and put the previous top ice back on top to cover the fish. Finally, Steve puts the tarp back on top to cover the bin and straps it down with rope.
After he has finished tying the tarp down, I grab one of my bottles of potable water and pour some on his hands to wash the fish smell off. He gladly accepts and thanks me, I too need to wash my hands because I helped move some of the top ice which had a smell in it too. They then head east on SR 20 to Republic, Washington and I also head east but only to Omak, Washington and stop at the d-mart for the night. It is really hot here in eastern Washington and I look forward to getting back into the mountains soon. Methinks about when I was in Oak Harbor, how it was cool in the afternoon and even cooler at night; I did not know how good I had it when I was there, well, until crossing over the Cascade mountains into eastern Washington. I will be up late tonight just waiting for it to cool off.
The jammer is holding up so far but I still carry about ten gallon bottles of water just in case something leaks. I am sitting in the jammer with the sliding door open at ten this evening and it does not seem to be cooling off at all. My only thought is that people here all use air conditioners to cool down to sleep. I hope to get to somewhere much higher in elevation for tomorrow night, maybe Yellowstone which is at about eight thousand feet and cools off nicely at night. After a night or two there, I will drive into Rocks Springs.
(Day 614 TB) 67°F. 8:00 am, sun
Overnighting in a parking lot, Elevation 843 feet.
After sleeping late, I check the radiator and need to add two or three cups to top it off, which indicates to me that there is still a leak, however a very small one. I leave Omak on SR 155, a scenic route along the Omak river and takes me to the Grand Coulee Dam which I drive past and take SR 174 which is a short cut to US 2. Once on US 2, I head east to Spokane where I connect with IH 90 and continue west into Idaho, then Montana and finish my drive today by pulling off the interstate at Bozeman, Montana. During the entire drive in Montana the sky was heavy with smoke and when I did see the sun, it was red, indicating the state is on fire, or at least has some big fires burning somewhere.
Then, I to go inside for two tomatoes, an avocado, a bottle of olive oil and a flame lighter, after which, I walk back to the jammer and make a salad using the veggies that Joanna gave me when I was in Oak Harbor. This is the second night that I have used her veggies and have enough for two more before I will run out. I will just have to buy another avocado tomorrow. I see the moon, red with smoke from the fire and take a couple of photos and finally I am in the sack by ten this evening.
(Day 615 TB) 60°F. 6:20 am, sunny with smoke
Overnighting in a parking lot, Elevation 4820 feet.
The sun rises red again this morning, I dress in my blues and drive to the w-mart for coffee and WiFi. Then at noon, I pack out and drive south along the Galatian river and into Yellowstone through the west entrance, along the Madison river and finally up the Firehole to the Old Faithful Inn. I park the jammer, walk into inn and sit next to the piano while Sarah, new pianist plays classical pieces. After listening for a short time, I return to the jammer, grab my cmera and walk out to the seating area for watching the geyser.
I arrive before most everyone else and greet the visitors as they arrive and ask them where they are from. One man tells me he is from Oak Harbor and we talk for a time. Another tells me that he is from the coast of South Carolina and I ask him if he lives in the path of the totality. He says "Yes, but I will not be there when it happens, I have to work."
The geyser goes off just before eight this evening and there is no rainbow but I just keep sitting and talking with those who remain and then we watch the next geyser in the moonlight. After this geyser, everyone leaves and I too return to the jammer for the evening. Upon arriving, I get out the computer to finish today′s journal entry and then get horizontal for the night.
Thursday, 03 August 2017, Old Faithful Inn, WY.
(Day 616 TB) 45°F. 7:00 am, sunny
Overnighting in a parking lot
Elevation: 7349 feet
Up after the alarm, get out of the jammer and go inside to clean up. Afterwards, I purchase a cup of coffee, return to the jammer and drive out of the Old Faithful Inn parking lot south on US 191 out of Yellowstone and stop at Headwaters lodge on the JD Rockerfeller memorial parkway for a refill of coffee and a sticker for the side window. Continuing south on US 191, I drive through the Grand Teton national park and through the Gros Ventre Wilderness.
When I arrive at Warren Bridge campground, I pull off the highway and stop at the vault toilet where I take some photos of the bridge. I was going to overnight here tonight but because it is to early to stop, I leave and continue south on US 191.
Later, when I arrive in Pinedale, I stop at the hw-mart for a mini stretch cord to hold my windshield wiper down until I can pull off the cowl and see why it is messed up. Leaving Pinedale, I continue south on US 191 across a long stretch of hot desert like wasteland and at three in the afternoon, pull into the w-mart in Rock Springs. While I am here, my sister Summer sends me a text and we set up a time to meet tomorrow morning to work on her and Wayne′s home.
Friday, 04 August 2017, Rock Springs, WY.
(Day 617 TB) 55°F. 6:00 am, sun
Overnighting in a parking lot, Elevation 6388 feet.
Up at the first bell, put on my blues and drive across the street to the w-mart for coffee. Soon, Tom, the man I met here last evening here in and we talk until he leaves for places west. Then at seven-thirty, I pack out and head to the Bitter Creek home, park the jammer on the font curb and walk inside the house. Soon, Summer arrives and then her dad Larry with his tools. I go downstairs with Larry and ask him to use the hole saw to cut a wire race through the first level joists. He has to leave, return to his home to get the big drill and his set of hole saws. He also gets a step ladder to reach the joists from the basement floor, arrives back at the job site an gets right to work. Summer begins installing switch and receptacle boxes on the walls and makes note of what each are fore. I begin drilling holes for running the wire between the boxes.
Summer′s mom, Leuanna comes by around noon and does the lunch run for everyone but when Summer asks me what I would like, I tell here that I am having my stomach problem and that I need to just have water and my MRP to clear up the problem. I do sit with the whole family and when Summer and Larry say that they do not want their beet and raw onions, I volunteer to have them.
After the meal, Larry finishes up the wire race and then I can begin to show Summer how to run a home run, which is a length of wire from the breaker box to the first switch or receptacle box that the wire enters in the group or room where the breaker provides power to. In other terminology, it is called the line, whereas every thing attached to that line and uses power is call the load. We do the first home run, running the wire through the wire chase, then up through the flooring and sill plate into the wall cavity area under where the line enters the first box. That is what I call the home run, methinks that it got this name because from the first box, the wire runs home to the circuit breaker box. After we have enough wire to connect to both to the boxes at both ends, we cut the wire from the spool at the circuit breaker box. Next, we use wire staples on the wire at any place where the wire travels along the joist but not through a joist in the wire chase. We have these staple areas at both ends of the chase where the wire exits and turns either up or down. The ends are marked using a marker pen with the circuit number. We repeat this process with the next home run, completing the second circuit and a third one before the day runs out of light.
After we pick up our tools, sweep the floors and clear out the trash, we close up the house and walk out to the car. Then I see Jonah, Wayne and Summer′s youngest of their two boys is holding his leg and saying "Ouch, Ouch, Ouch!" I look at his shin and see blood, turn to Summer and Wayne and say "I have first aid training and all the bandages and stuff, can I fix his Ohwie?" After I get the "Sure, go ahead." I walk to my van, get out my first aid ditty bag and go right to work. I tell Jonah, "Nothing that I have will sting." and then first use water to clean his leg. Next, I use an essential oil to cleanse the wound of any germs, then apply a antibacterial ointment and after that put a large adhesive bandage over the entire area. Jonah, age seven then stands up and gives me a hug, full compensation for everything I did to clean and bandage the wound.
Then both Wayne and Summer get into their separate vehicles with the two boys and leave for their campsite. It is now right after sunset, so I drive the jammer around to the back alley, pull into the rear driveway, and park for the night. I get out my bucket, soap, wash cloth and water, set up and proceed to take a bucket bath. The I wash some under clothes, hang them up on the fence, get into the jammer for the evening and pound keys until after eleven to complete my journal entry.
Saturday, 05 August 2017, Rock Springs, WY.
(Day 618 TB) 58°F. 7:30 am, sunny
Back Driveway at the Bitter Creek Home
Upon rising, I put on my blues, get out my cook pot and stove to boil water for a cup of hot. After drinking my tea, I make a cup of hot MRP and add some coconut oil, which, although does not taste too bad, is not my favorite. Then, I pack up my kitchen, put away the food and dress in my work blues to begin my day of work. At two in the afternoon, I stop again and make a salad from what remains of the veggies that Joanne in Oak Harbor gave me last week. Amazingly, they are all still good and I chop up a tomato and avocado that I also have.
Returning to work, I resume installing wire and marking which are the load and which are the line, getting much done today. Summer helps with installing more home runs while I occasionally check on her progress and the correctness of the wire she is installing. She has learned quite a bit in the couple of days she has been helping me and tells me that she would like to sign up for the LDC volunteer construction work but does not have a trade. I tell her that I do not mind training her in this electrical trade.
At eight this evening, we stop work, pack away the tools and clean up the work site. Soon, Wayne, Summer and Caleb leave to go to grandmother′s home to pick up Jonah and head to their campsite. I take a bucket bath and then leave to go the d-mart for the night.
Sunday, 06 August 2017, Rock Springs, WY.
(Day 619 TB) 55°F. 6:00 am, sunny
Overnighting in a parking lot
After putting on my blues, I drive across the street, gram my computer, Yeti cup and walk inside for coffee and WiFi. Something has changed with the WiFi service at this coffee shop which causes my web hosting service to not allow me to have access. I encountered this same blockage at one of the w-marts in Oak Harbor. I just hope this is not indicative of an upcoming change for all these hot spots.
At nine this morning, I pack out, put on my suit and head to the hall for the meeting. I meet many of the friends and also make arrangements for working with Larry in the ministry next Saturday. Then, I drive to the w-mart but I am too sleepy to do any of the web site work that I had wanted to do so I drive to he Bitter Creek home and park in the back. I go inside and work on a couple of small things when Wayne, Summer, the boys and both dogs show up. I help Wayne remover the old fence in the middle of the back yard and then it is nearing supper time so Summer asks me if I would like to join them for supper at a local restaurant.
While waiting for everyone to get ready, I get out the box of toys and offer the boys their pick. Jonah loves getting the toys but Caleb seems just a little too old for most of the quarter capsuled toys. Then we drive to the restaurant where I have a chicken salad. Afterwards, they drive me back to the Bitter Creek home to drop me off and then head to their campsite. After I organize the jammer a little, I climb in, pound keys until ten and then get horizontal, but my body is sore from the long day of work and need to take two aspirin to help me to sleep.
Monday, 07 August 2017, Rock Springs, WY.
(Day 620 TB) 56°F. 9:00 am, sun
Back Driveway at the Bitter Creek Home
Green Corn Moon
When I awake and look at the clock, I am amazed at how late it is. Methinks that my body was totally wore out after working all day on the electrical. I make a cup of coffee to drink and a cup of tea to put in my water bottle to drinking. Then I go right inside and begin work. Later, Summer and he two boys arrive and shortly after, Leuanna arrives to take the boys for the day. Summer then puts on her white suite and goes up into the attic to help me run wires to the ceiling lamps. I go up at first to help lay down a planks to walk on and then head back down to feed wires to her; we get both bedrooms and the front porch ceiling lamps wired.
Then we return to our regular work of roping the walls and running the home runs. Then Wayne arrives to work on the cracks in the (half) basement walls while the wires ar being run on the upstairs rooms. Then at six in the evening, Summer reminds me that we all have an appointment for supper, so we stop work, pack out the tools and head over to Larry and Lauanna&pirme;s home.
I must say that Lauanna has prepared a wonderful meal for all of us and then after, we sit at the TV to watch the August JW broadcast. It is after dark when we leave and I look for the moon when we leave but do not see it.
Then as we are approaching Bitter Creek home, I see it just above the horizon, still red from the fires that are burning in Montana. It seems that the smoke has now spread to Wyoming, Idaho, Washington, Oregon and possibly other states.
The moon looks to be reddened by the smoke from the Montana fires.
The Sturgeon Moon
(m5he-ch-full-08.20170808.2128) The Green Corn Full Moon, Sturgeon Full Moon
Tuesday, 08 August 2017, Rock Springs, WY.
(Day 621 TB) 57°F. 6:00 am, sun, then rain
Overnighting in a parking lot
Rise, drive to the w-mart for coffee, then drive to the Bitter Creek home, begin work and soon, Summer, Wayne and the boys arrive. I work on the wires all morning and in the afternoon, help Wayne to demo the downstairs bathroom. It begins to rain at four and lasts until six.
At five, we stop work to get ready for the meeting tonight. I take a shower (in the rain) put on my blues and drive to the w-mart for something to eat and check my com. Then, I dress in my suit and drive to the hall for the meeting.
Afterwards, I see the near full moon, low on the horizon and red from the smoke, take a photo, then drive to the d-mart to sleep.
Wednesday, 09 August 2017, Rock Springs, WY.
(Day 622 TB) 46°F. 6:00 am, overcast and thundershowers
Overnighting in a parking lot
Rise, drive to the w-mart for coffee, then drive to the Bitter Creek home and begin work. Wayne arrives and sets up the WiFi service so that I can get online. Then he leaves because he is not feeling to good. Then Summer arrives and begins wiring home runs. I continue roping the walls on the second floor.
We finish at eight pm, pack up the tools, clean up and then Summer leaves for home while I take a bucket bath. Then, i get in the jammer and drive to the g-mart to use the digital scale and blood pressure tester. I now weight 223 pounds, over 100 pound less than my weight in March 2013. I will have to post a life event about this. Finally, I drive back to the Bitter Creek home and park in the front driveway for the night.
Thursday, 10 August 2017, Rock Springs, WY.
(Day 623 TB) 55°F. 6:00 am, cloudy and rain
Driveway at the Bitter Creek Home
Rise, dress, get out my cookpot to make coffee and then sit in the drivers seat to drink the hot liquid and begin my journal entry. The front windshield still leaks after having put tape over the area of leak, so when it dries out, I will try again with a different tape.
I begin work at eight this morning and rope quite a few walls, then both Wayne and Summer show up, but Wayne does not stay because he has a stomach problem. He leaves and takes both boys back to the campsite. Summer, however, stays and almost finishes running the home runs, there are only two more left for the second floor.
By seven this evening, we are both done working and finish the spot we are working on, pack away the tools, and clean up. Then Summer leaves for the campsite and I return to the jammer, take a shower, cut up veggies for a salad and sit in the jammer with the sliding door open, eating and pounding keys. I finish eating by nine, finish pounding by nine-twenty and shut down and get horizontal.
Friday, 11 August 2017, Rock Springs, WY.
(Day 624 TB) 46°F. 5:40 am, sunny and cool
Driveway at the Bitter Creek Home
Up before the alarm, rise, dress and start my morning by boiling water. Then I sip on a cup of hot after which I do my daily wash. Finally, I put on my work blues, walk inside and at seven this morning begin my day at the Bitter Creek Home. Both Wayne and Summer also work today, but Wayne still has his stomach problem so I offer to give him one of my MRPs and he drinks the entire glass.
Today is the day that Summer and I choose to work on the ceiling lights on the first floor which requires cutting holes into the attic and then running wires to each of the can lights. From the beginning, Summer has insisted on doing all the work in the attic, even purchased a white coverall suit to wear and today she is a trouper in her work, hanging in there all day right to the end. We not only finish all the can lights in the living room, but also finish several more miscellaneous lights in other rooms.
At the end of the work day, Summer comes down from the attic, removes the now off-white suit, changes out of her work shoes and then Wayne and Summer leave to get the boys. I take a shower using the water I had placed in the sun to warm and it is a nice change to have the water sun-warmed for my shower. Afterwards, I drive to a Mexican restaurant for supper and then back to the Bitter Creek home for the evening.
It has been a long day working at the Bitter Creek home.
Saturday, 12 August 2017, Rock Springs, WY.
(Day 625 TB) 59°F. 6:50 am
Driveway at the Bitter Creek Home
Upon rising, I dress in my blues, wet my hair to brush it and then drive to the w-mart for coffee. Then at eight-thirty, I drive to meet for the ministry and go with Larry and Leuanna. Afterwards, I go to the Coal Train station for a cup of coffee and try to access the internet with my computer but I am still having a problem. I will try once more at the w-mart tomorrow before I will try another way to gain internet access.
Next, I drive to the Bitter Creek home, park the van and go inside to find Wayne and Summer here working on the basement wall construction. I go upstairs to the first floor and continue making an accounting of the electrical installation, recording it in one of my paper journals. At six, Wayne and Summer order pizza and ask if I would like a salad, which I say yes. When the delivery driver arrives, I stop and eat supper with Wayne, Summer and Caleb; after which I return to the electrical record. Then a brother and his wife from the Caribbean arrive and go downstairs. I finish my record at eight-thirty this evening, carry some chairs downstairs and sit with the friend until Wayne finishes the wall he is working. Then we all pack out and everyone leaves for places otherwise while I climb into the jammer, write my journal entry and then hit the horizontal by ten-thirty.
Sunday, 13 August 2017, Rock Springs, WY.
(Day 626 TB) 49°F. 6:00 am, sunny
Driveway at the Bitter Creek Home
Up at the alarm, dress in my summer blues and then drive to the w-mart for coffee and find that the WiFi here works just fine. I am still puzzled about why I am having problems logging on the internet at the Bitter Creek home, especially since it is a home service. At nine-thirty, I pack out and head to the hall and afterwards, go to a l-mart to wash my clothes, then back to the Bitter Creek home, where Wayne and the boys are working in the basement, building the new walls. A short time later, it begins to downpour.
I begin pounding nails out of the large stack of two by three boards which Wayne had to remove from the ceiling because the sheet rock man said that they would not hold with the weight of the sheet rock. We continue to work until seven, pack out and retire for the day. Soon, Larry and Leuanna arrive and another family all toting food; Summer had been in the back yard cooking several meats on the grill. We all go inside, site around the table and enjoy a nice meal. Afterwards, I continue to remove nails until nearly completing the stack.
After every one leaves, I use the water in the gallon jugs, which has been warmed by the sun to take a shower. The water feels so good rather than the normal cold water I normally use. Then, I retire to the jammer and sleep.
Monday, 14 August 2017, Rock Springs, WY.
(Day 627 TB) 46°F. 6:40 am, cloudy, some rain
Driveway at the Bitter Creek Home
The alarm only annoys me and after turning it off, go back to sleep. When I do get up, I dress and then eat leftover bean dip and chips from the barbecue last evening. Next, I grab some tools and begin work at seven-thirty. Wayne, Summer, Caleb and Jonah arrive about an hour later and soon, Summer is suited up and back in the attic running wire, while I continue roping the walls on the first floor.
Later in the day, several other contractors arrive, first the plumber, then the furnace and venting, and finally the sheet rock man with several of his friends who Wayne hires to do the framing that still needs to do. Then, at seven-thirty, as the sun light is fading, Summer and I decide to stop the electric work and pack out. It is not long before the house is empty.
Wayne and his family leave for home while I take a cold shower, then prepare a salad for supper and finally pound keys until my eyes hurt too much and I have to rinse the with cold water. Then, before nine-thirty, I go to bed.
Tuesday, 15 August 2017, Rock Springs, WY.
(Day 628 TB) 53°F. 6:45 am, sunny, some clouds
Driveway at the Bitter Creek Home
Awake, rise, put on my summer blues, and put on a pot of water to boil. Then with a cup of hot in hand, I go inside and update my record of the electrical box installation. When that is finished, I return to the jammer, pack up the kitchen and get out my computer to begin the journal entry for today and upload files to the web site.
Another long day at the Bitter Creek home. Summer and Wayne are both here so that we can be ready for the rough-in inspection coming this Monday. Several of the contractors show up, the plumber Julio, the concrete mason Armando and even Ivan who brings some of his friends who are carpenters to finish what the previous carpenter botched. I continue with the electric on the first floor.
At four this afternoon, I pack out and head to the civic center where I go in to sit in the hot tub, dive from the board into the pool three times and finally take a hot shower. Afterwards, and because the carpenters are returning to work during the evening, I drive to the d-mart for the night, getting horizontal by nine.
Wednesday, 16 August 2017, Rock Springs, WY.
(Day 629 TB) 49°F. 6:30 am, sunny
Overnighting in a parking lot
Up, drive to the ff-mart for coffee and then head to the Bitter Creek home to begin work by eight, and go through the first floor looking for all that needs to be completed. In the afternoon, Summer and the boys arrive at which time Summer and I go downstairs to the basement to install the electrical boxes in the walls. Summer prepares supper, barbecued chicken, dirty rice and Brussels sprouts and we sit in the living room on the patio furniture to eat.
There are still walls that need to be installed so, we end up stoping before sunset and I help Wayne did out the dirt from below the basement bathroom. The carpenters then arrive and begin work while Wayne, Summer and I pack out for the day. I then take a shower with the sun warmed water, dress in my summer blues and head to the w-mart to check my com, after which, I drive across the street to the d-mart for the evening.
Thursday, 17 August 2017, Rock Springs, WY.
(Day 630 TB) 54°F. 6:00 am, sun
Overnighting in a parking lot
Up before the suntouch, dress in my blues and drive to the ff-mart for coffee and a refill. Then, I drive to the Bitter Creek home, arriving at six-thirty this morning because Summer said that she would like to start at seven. I sit in the jammer and pound keys to catch up on my journal writing until seven-thirty, then dress in my work blues and begin my day of work at the Bitter Creek home.
Summer arrives carrying a coffee maker and some large breakfast burritos, of which I avail myself. Then Summer and myself install the boxes for lights and receptacle before she leaves to be with Caleb as he has two teeth pulled. Soon, Larry arrives to help with the wiring and together we get busy installing wires. I drill holes and he installs the wire but he is fast and I have to work quickly just to stay ahead of him. We work late into the afternoon and then he leaves to go on a Bible study with one of his students. I continue drilling holes and then Summer and Caleb return, Caleb hold a small canister with his two teeth. Wayne then drives in and begins sweeping the floors. I too begin to ready the basement for the framers who will arrive to work tonight and soon, I pack out.
By the end of a long day, I have received an invitation for supper at Don and Jackie′s home. There will be nine of us there, their two children Brieanna and Derrick, together with Wayne, Summer and their two children Caleb and Jonah. (Don and Wayne are fleshly brothers.) After taking a shower with water warmed very nicely by the sun, dress in my summer blues and drive up Foothills boulevard.
Friday, 18 August 2017, Rock Springs, WY.
(Day 631 TB) 50°F. 6:00 am, sun
Overnighting in a parking lot
Up at six, dress in my summer blues, step out of the jammer camera in hand and take a photo of the waning crescent moon, three hands up from the horizon.
The 2017 Crescent Moon
(m5he-ch-crescent-2017-0818.0608) Waning Crescent Moon, 3 days before Eclipse
Wayne and Summer′s
Bitter Creek Home
(b7-wy-bittercreek-17.20170818.0734) Overnighting in driveway, Bitter Creek House
Leaving the d-mart, I drive to the ff-mart, purchase a large coffee which after walking out to the jammer, pour into my Yeti cup and then go back for a refill. Next, I drive to the Bitter Creek home and with coffee in hand, walk through the home to see the framers work. Then, I return to the jammer, put up the window sun shades and pound keys until just after seven this morning, after which, I put on my work blues and begin my task for today.
Summer soon after arrives, then Larry, and much later, Wayne arrives from his work. Several of the friends arrive at different times during the day and talk briefly with each, but soon continue my task, which is drilling holes, pulling wire and pounding staples. This task takes me right up until eight this evening when I stop, pack out my tools and take a shower with sun warmed water.
Summer asks me if I would like her to put pork chops on the grill to which I answer Yes. She turns on the grill, opens a package of chops and places them on the fire. Then she makes a foil boat to hold some mixed veggies and I tell her that I will take it from here. Then Wayne, Summer and the boys climb into there vehicles and head to the campsite, after which, I finish cooking the food, put it all on a paper plate and then go to the jammer to eat. After I eat, I pound keys to complete today′s journal entry but I do not upload it because it is nearly ten pm.
Saturday, 19 August 2017, Rock Springs, WY.
(Day 632 TB) 50°F. 6:00 am, sunny
Driveway at the Bitter Creek Home
After rising, I dress in my work blues and then begin work. I have two days left to finish the electric and plan to work long days to do so. Meals have been provided by Summer and her mom Leuanna for a couple of days and have been very tasty.
Early in the morning, two days before the eclipse, I see the waxing crescent moon on the horizon just before the sunrise.
The 2017 Crescent Moon
Wayne has purchased a dual work light which allows me to work after sunset and I do not finish work today until long after it gets dark. When Wayne and Summer leave, I take a shower and then go back inside to a reconnaissance of the wire installation and chronicle it in my journal, a process which takes another two hours. Finally, I get horizontal some time after eleven pm.
Sunday, 20 August 2017, Rock Springs, WY.
(Day 633 TB) 50°F. 7:30 am, sunny
Driveway at the Bitter Creek Home
Up late after this morning because the work kept me going so long yesterday, then continue again pounding staples and stripping wire for the circuit breaker box. In the late morning, the generator runs out of gasoline and I loose my light but I make due and keep working. Then at two in the afternoon, Wayne and Summer arrive, fill the generator with gasoline and the lights come back on. I continue working on the circuit breaker box while Wayne and Summer work on the seven discrepancies I found last evening during my reconnaissance of the wire installation.
It is not until ten this evening when I finally finish with the electric work and then I pack out, after which I take a shower.

On The Road to the Path of Totality
Then, immediately, I get into the jammer and drive north on US 191 to Farson, turn right on SR 28, cross the continental divide and continue until I arrive at a roadside pullout near South Pass, where I stop and get into the back to sleep.

Monday, 21 August 2017, South Pass of Rocky Mountains, WY.
(Day 634 TB) 40°F. 6:00 am, sunny
Overnighting in a roadside pullout
Up early, start the jammer and continue east on SR 28 towards the path of totality. When I arrive at US 287, I turn north and drive into the path at about eight this morning. Soon after, I arrive in Lander, Wyoming where I stop at a ff-mart for coffee, breakfast burrito and check on my com. Then, at nine, I leave the mart, gas up, buy a pair of eclipse glasses and continue my drive to Burris, Wyoming which is in the middle of the path and has two minutes and twenty-two seconds of shadow. I arrive at US 26 turn east and drive thru Crowheart, and arrive in Burris at nine-forty this morning just about half an hour before the eclipse begins.
By ten o′clock, I have my camera set and I am ready for the eclipse with only minutes to spare. Then, with my eclipse glasses on, I begin looking at the sun and see the first indication of the encroaching moon in the upper right of the sun. When trying to photograph the eclipse, I immediately see the need for a filter for my camera and think to use the eclipse glasses which work fairly well. So, I begin using the glasses to both look at the eclipse and to photograph it.
However, the results are anything but what I have wished to achieve and realize that there must be an art to doing this photography correctly. 1
2017 Total Eclipse of the Sun
(m5pr-solar-2017-0821.1140) The 21 August 2017 Total Eclipse of the Sun
When the moon shadow arrives in Burris, Wyoming, it is the most unusual experience I have ever had. At the very moment of totality, when the area goes dark, I hear the collective cheers of awe and satisfaction from numerous people somewhere south of me.
Looking up from my camera, I see that the entire area has dimmed considerable. I suppose it is likened to the amount or light there is during a full moon, and the glow from the sun has colored the horizon as if it was the suntouch.
I then begin taking photos of the totality and the sunglow on the horizon but all too soon, I run out of time.
2017 Total Eclipse of the Sun
(m5pr-solar-2017-0821.1142) The Jammer in the Moon Shadow
This is the strangest phenomena I have ever seen and methinks these one hundred and forty-two seconds within the moon shadow have caused me to become an umbraphile, (literally a shadow lover) 2 and do so wish to experience this again in the future.
I only have time to take just a few photos during the totality, and then before I realize it, the moon shadow has left Burris, Wyoming for places east of here, the sun comes back out from behind the moon into direct view and I am bludgeoned right back into the sunlight.
2017 Total Eclipse of the Sun
(m5pr-solar-2017-0821.1144) Umbraphile with 142 Seconds and Counting
With the shadow have moved east, I pack out, start the jammer and head east on US 26 to Rivertown, Wyoming where Summer, a friend of mine has told me there is a health food store. I locate the store, walk inside and begin looking for a natural supplement to help remove the yeast over-growth I have long have been troubled with. I talk with Sheryl and she suggest one product that contains prebiotics, probiotics, and enzymes that consume yeast. I have heard about all these and have used each of the ingredients separately but had not use one product containing all three ingredients.
Then, I leave Rivertown on SR 789 south towards Lander, Wyoming and enter what I now call the Great American Traffic Jam. There is bumper to bumper traffic keeping my waiting in town for about an hour just to get on the state route and drive south.
The traffic continues to be heavy and at a snail′s pace for over ten miles until after driving through Hudson where the speed increases slightly, to about twenty mile per hour.
Then the traffic slows down again before Lander, taking me almost an hour to drive through this town and south on US 287 to the junction of SR 28. Once I begin driving south west on SR 28, the pace pick up and we are running this route at the speed limit even thought the traffic is still heavy here.
Then when SR comes to with in five miles of Farson and US 191, it becomes bumper to bumper and slows to less than five miles per hour.
2017 Total Eclipse of the Sun
(m5pr-solar-2017-0821.1727) The Great American Traffic Jam
This last for over thirty minutes before I arrive at US 191 and turn south towards Rock Springs. Next, the drive south on US 191 is equally as tiresome, with heavy traffic keeping the speed well below the speed limit all the way to Rock Springs.
The Sunset in Rock Springs, Wyoming
Upon arriving in town at about six-thirty, I drive to a Mexican restaurant for supper after which I drive to the d-mart to get ready for the evening.
The August Sunglow in Wyoming
(m5da-sunglow-2017-0821.2015) Evening Sunglow in Rock Spring, WY
Just after ten this evening, the sun sets and I grab my camera for one more photo today before I go the sleep.
Tuesday, 22 August 2017, Rock Springs, WY.
(Day 635 TB) 50°F. 6:00 am, sun
Overnighting in a parking lot
After a restful night′s sleep, I rise, put on my summer blues and head over to the w-mart for coffee and com. I began taking the dietary supplement yesterday before the drive, a drive by the way which took four and a half hours, three hours longer that it took to drive there.
Leaving the d-mart, I drive to the w-mart across the street and begin working on my journal entry for the last couple of days which takes until well after four this afternoon. Then, I head out to the jammer to ready for the meeting tonight.
After the meeting, I drive to the house on Bitter Creek, park, climb into the back and get horizontal.
Wednesday, 23 August 2017, Rock Springs, WY.
(Day 636 TB) 58°F. 6:45 am, sunny
Driveway at the Bitter Creek Home
Rise, put on a pot of water to boil and soon have a cup of hot to sip on. Then, at eight this morning, I am working on the circuit breaker box. Later, several other contractors arrive and begin their work, all trying to finish before the next inspection.
My work today is to first install the ground wires and then the neutral wires, after which I install two receptacles, one on each floor and then connect the black wire for those two circuits in the breaker box. Next, I go outside, turn on the power to the house and then go back inside and check to see that the two receptacles work, which they both do.
Finally, I install a couple of wires, one wire to add a light in the closet under the stairway and two other wires, both of which combine two circuits into one. This was necessary because when running the home runs (the wire from the circuit breaker box to the first electrical box) we ran forty-two runs total because the number of spaces listed on the breaker box showed forty-two. However, there were only spaces in the breaker box for forty breakers. Thus, combining two runs into one was necessary in two locations to achieve the correct number of runs.
It is after dark today when I finally pack out my tools, grab my shower kit and talk a shower with the four bottles of sun warmed water. Then I say good night to Summer, who is still hanging insulation and drive to the d-mart to sleep because the framers are making a lot of noise here. Soon after, I arrive at the d-mart, park and climb into the back.
Thursday, 24 August 2017, Rock Springs, WY.
(Day 637 TB) 55°F. 6:47 am, sunny
Overnighting in a parking lot.
Awake, dress and step outside to notice a strange vehicle parked near the jammer, an old bus loaded with all kinds of bikes on the top rack. Methinks there are the strangest people out there, this one driving a junk collecting RV.
The d-mart parking lot
Rock Springs, Wyoming
(b1a11-12-06.20170823.0657) The d-mart parking lot in Rock Springs, Wyoming
Next, I drive to the w-mart for coffee, com and a cookie. Then at ten this morning, I pack out and drive to the Bitter Creek home. I begin this morning just resting because Wayne, Summer and their two boys are still doing insulation. Also, the furnace contractors are still working on the ducts. If I have to speak it, these contractors have the filthiest mouth that I have heard for a long time and it is hard on me to keep doing my work and be subjected to such filthy language. In the early afternoon, I do go in and begin stripping and connecting wires in the switch boxes, particularly the ones with three way switches, and there are quite a few of them.
I continue working until ten this evening and then take stop to take a bucket shower. Summer returns from the hw-mart with a bathroom fan-light and I go in to help install it but then Wayne and I after pulling insulation back, find that there is no power wire to the fan. So, Summer comes in and begins drilling holes and soon I help her pull the wire and then she staples it to the two bys. We finish cleaning up and then stop for the evening.
Wayne and Summer then pack the kids and head home while I prepare for the evening here at the Bitter Creek home. It is not until eleven when I am able to get horizontal.
Friday, 25 August 2017, Rock Springs, WY.
(Day 638 TB) 55°F. 6:47 am, sun
Driveway at the Bitter Creek Home
Arise, dress in my work blues and soon after, I working inside, stripping and connecting wires in the switch boxes. It is just one more long day of work at the Bitter Creek home but I finish early and will go for a soak in the hot tub at the civic center when I complete the last switch.
At four-forty, I leave and drive to the civic center, change into my swimming suit, pay the senior rate of $2.50 and sit in the hot tub until it closes for the day, about a half an hour. Then, I walk to the pool, climb up on the diving board for one dive, a three step, bounding head first leap into the water. On Day 628 TB, just ten days ago, I had proven to myself that I still could dive off a diving board when I dove three times, even though the third time was nearly a flop because I was overly tired from the first two. Today, however, I only dive once and it is not a bad dive to say so myself. Methinks I will enjoy diving again in the paradise, even learning a dive I have always wanted to learn, a gainer, (backward flip while moving forward), which was a dive that I was never able to accomplish in my youth when I did so much diving.
Then I drive back to the Bitter Creek home, park, lock up the house and return to the jammer. Then, a Volkswagen pulls up in front, two Mexicans get out and begin packing tools to the front porch. One of the two tells me that they are here to install sheet rock and asks me if the house is open and I tell them no, but I will open it for then. Seeing that the working will be here making noise, I drive to the d-mart parking lot and park for the evening.
Saturday, 26 August 2017, Rock Springs, WY.
(Day 639 TB) 53°F. 5:55 am, sun
Overnighting in a parking lot
Up early, dress in my summer blues and drive across the street for coffee, com and a cookie. Then, I pound keys to alter to the pages in my journal, after which at about four this afternoon, I pack out and drive to the l-mart to wash clothes.
After that, I return to the w-mart to continue pounding key and up walks Wayne and his family. They have stopped for a drink and are heading to the Bitter Creek home to see progress on the sheet rock work. I too drive there to see for myself.
Then I show Wayne the discrepancy I found on the basement front porch light, suggest what might fix it and then he comes up with an even better way, which we then immediately implement.
Soon, Wayne and his family leave for a weekend getaway while I drive first to the g-mart for almond milk, then drive to the d-mart for the evening, arriving before eight-thirty and get horizontal.
Sunday, 27 August 2017, Rock Springs, WY.
(Day 640 TB) 49°F. 6:00 am, sun
Overnighting in a parking lot
Up immediately at the sound of my phone alarm, dress and drive to the w-mart for coffee, com and to work on the final changes to chapter 57 of my journal. At nine this morning, I pack out to the jammer, dress in my meeting suit and drive to the hall for the weekend meeting. Afterwards, I join Larry and Leuanna for lunch at a local restaurant.
Leaving the restaurant, I drive back to the w-mart and continue pounding keys until five this afternoon when I drive to the Bitter Creek home to upload all the recent changes I have been making this past week to chapter 57 of this online journal.
These changes are needed because the file for Part Five was very large causing it to be slow when loading. To correct this, I created a new Part Six and moved the last five section from Part Five to the new Park Six.
When I finish these changes, I drive to the Bitter Creek home, get online and upload all the files into the correct directories on the web server. Then, I return to the d-mart, set up for the night and climb into the back of the jammer.
Monday, 28 August 2017, Rock Springs, WY.
(Day 641 TB) 53°F. 6:00 am, sun
Overnighting in a parking lot
When the alarm sounds this morning, I rise even though feeling like another hour of sleep would be beneficial, then drive to the w-mart for coffee and to check my com. I notice that the sunglow is getting less when I awake at six each morning and in a few weeks it will most likely be dark at six.
There is one more task for me to finish my part of the electrical at the Bitter Creek home and what I will do after that is not clear to me for now but will most likely include some driving and national parks. However, for now and while still in Rock Springs, I will join Larry in the ministry for a few days. Arriving at the hall before nine, I go in for the ministry meeting and work with Larry, Tye and Ron until shortly after noon.
Afterwards, I stop at the recycle center and receive ten dollars for the thirteen pounds of copper that I collected during the electrical work. (I was expecting more than a dollar a pound for the copper.) Then I stop at the bank for a short time after which I go to the three ap-marts looking for special bolts for holding my windshield wiper motor to the mounts, but I am not successful and now must needs stop at a wrecking yard.
Then at two in the afternoon, I return to the air conditioned w-mart and pound keys. Later, I retire to a shaded area in the d-mart parking area for a nap and when the sun is about to reach sun-touch, I move to my regular spot to park for the night. Today, methinks, is my day to eliminate the sleep debt that I have accumulated. After a warm evening, it finally cools off about nine o′clock and I am able to get to sleep.
Tuesday, 29 August 2017, Rock Springs, WY.
(Day 642 TB) 55°F. 7:00 am, sun
Overnighting in a parking lot
After sleeping in, I rise, dress in my summer blues and drive to the ff-mart for a senior coffee and to check my com. At eight, I change into a suit and then drive to the hall for the ministry meeting where I am assigned to work with Larry, Bonny and Carolyne. After the ministry, I drive to the g-mart to buy vegetable and a bag of ice; then to the w-mart for some air conditioning, however, the roof is being sealed and the smell is too much for me so I search for shade in which to take a nap. No, I do not like this kind of summer heat which could most likely cause me to travel to a higher altitude for a few days.
I drive to the Bitter Creek home to see the progress with the sheet rock and then head to the civic center for a soak in the hot tub and also swim in the cold water for a couple laps. Afterwards, I drive to the w-mart to dress for the meeting and then make my way there, arriving just before seven this evening.
However, my legs begin to bother me so much with throbbing pain that I leave early to return to the d-mart to get horizontal for the evening. Methinks that the two laps of swimming could have pushed my legs to the point of throbbing.
Wednesday, 30 August 2017, Rock Springs, WY.
(Day 643 TB) 57°F. 6:00 am, sun
Overnighting in a parking lot
Awake at the first bell and with my legs feeling somewhat better this morning drive to the w-mart for coffee. This pain in my legs has been showing up each time I do work like that I have been doing this month and this make me think that I should refrain from accepting any more similar jobs. I still have the job in Tennessee that I have previously committed myself to do and there is the ongoing work in California that Richard is planning. Still, methinks that I will not take on any more new projects.
The day lingers into evening and I stop just before dark, drive to the d-mart, tidy up the jammer, prepare a salad and then eat while reading from the 2017 Yearbook of Jehovah′s Witnesses. Soon, it is after nine and I turn in for the evening.
Thursday, 31 August 2017, Rock Springs, WY.
(Day 644 TB) 59°F. 6:00 am, cloudy
Overnighting in a parking lot
Arise at first bell, dress in my summer blues and then drive to the w-mart for another day of key pounding. I finish upgrading Quire Four and plan to upload to the web server soon. Also, I added a photo of the Devils slide to the June 29 2017 journal entry. (Day 582 TB) Continuing with the key pounding, I complete all of the updates on Quire Four and then continue with the next Quire.
At six this afternoon, I drive to the Bitter Creek home and upload files to the web server, after which I drive back to the d-mart for the evening, park and continue reading in the 2017 yearbook.
Friday, 01 September 2017, Rock Springs, WY.
(Day 645 TB) 59°F. 6:00 am, sun
Overnighting in a parking lot
Awake before the alarm, but lie in the sack until it does, then rise, dress in my summer blues and drive to the w-mart. Before I go inside, I put on my blue sweat shirt knowing that the temperature inside will be like a refrigerator. Going inside, I purchase my regular cup of hot, sit down in the corner office and begin pounding keys.
At five this afternoon, I get a text from Summer telling me that the barbecue is at six-thirty. At six, I pack out and drive to the Bitter Creek home for supper with Wayne and his family, his brother Ron and his family and both Larry and Leuanna. Summer cooks the food on the grill at home but we walk to the park at the end of the block and take up the two picnic tables.
Leaving the Bitter Creek home, I drive to the d-mart and set up for the evening, read for a while in the yearbook using the parking lot lights, then pull down the window curtains and then get horizontal.
(Day 646 TB) 56°F. 6:00 am, sun
Overnighting in a parking lot
Upon rising, I see that on the horizon is the dayspring is just beginning; just a few more days until it will be dark here at six in the morning. Yes, the days are definitely getting shorter as we get closer to the end of summer at the equinox later this month.
After I drive to the w-mart and walk in, Ashly says, "It is odd seeing you here this morning." She is being facetious because she has seen me come in at this time almost every day for nearly all of August. After I reply in kind back to her, she asks me what I am working on and I tell her that I am working on my book. Ashley then asks what is it about to which I hand her my card and then reply, "It is a fiction based on the true story of a young man who leaves everything and goes walking in search of the meaning of life. It is available now on my website." She comments that this really interests her and will check out my website.
In the late morning, Summer and Jackie stop at the w-mart for coffee and I offer to buy their drinks, telling them that I am trying to complete the summer games challenges at the w-mart and they allow me to buy. After their break, they head back out. Later, Summer, now working on the Bitter Creek home returns for an afternoon pick up. All along, I keep pounding keys in the corner office to tweak my online photos.
It is not until after seven-thirty when I pack out, retire to the jammer and before getting horizontal, do my study for the meeting tomorrow.
Sunday, 03 September 2017, Rock Springs, WY.
(Day 647 TB) 55°F. 6:00 am, sun
Overnighting in a parking lot
Up, dress in my summer blues, drive to the w-mart for coffee, to check my com and begin today′s journal entry. At nine this morning, I pack out to the jammer where I put on my suit. Then I drive to the hall for the weekend meeting.
After the meeting, I drive back to the w-mart and spend the rest of the day pounding on keys. I have finished Quire Six but when reviewing it prior to uploading, I find that I want to include the horse training at Laughlin Mountain ranch. However, in order to not clutter up this page with the numerous photos, I decide to include the photos in the Mountain Passage and create a new page for horse training.
When I open the mammal page and scroll down to the Order that includes horse, I realize that nothing in this order has been create as yet. So, I get busy with this new section and in the process of creating the pages for the Equidae family of animals, I learn a lot about these animals. Methinks, learning about this earth and the life on it is one of the main reasons that I am doing the Mountain Passage.
By the end of this day, I have made updates to the Mammal page, created the Odd-toed Ungulates page which has three Family sections, created one of those sections, the Equine Family page and nearly finished the three Genius pages, the Donkeys, the Horses and the Zebras. I have yet to begin the horse training section but because the w-mart just closed and I had to pack out, I intend to work on doing the horse training tomorrow.
After leaving the w-mart, I drive next door to the d-mart park the jammer and not ready to sleep yet, stay up and play solitaire until the computer battery nearly expires. Then I pack away the computer and get horizontal for the evening.
Monday, 04 September 2017, Rock Springs, WY.
(Day 648 TB) 53°F. 6:00 am, sun
Overnighting in a parking lot
Today′s dayspring arrives with a maroon edging on the clouds lining the eastern horizon but then these colors fade quickly to burnt orange and do not increase in glory. I dress in my summer blues, drive to the w-mart for coffee and begin right away with completing yesterdays′s journal entry. Then, I begin today′s entry, which when I get caught up, I am ready for my second cup of hot.
When I rise each morning, for the last week or two, I have been seeing Venus about a hand above the horizon. Also, right on the horizon is Mercury and I believe Mars is just below. In looking online, there is suppose to be a conjunction of planets about mid-September. I will keep my eye on this event.
At eight this morning, I leave for the ministry meeting but there is no one else going out this morning so I return to w-mart and continue pounding keys.
Tuesday, 05 September 2017, Rock Springs, WY.
(Day 649 TB) 47°F. 6:00 am, sun
Overnighting in a parking lot
Wake up, dress in my summer blues, step outside and it is still dark, just before the dayspring and see Venus now two hands high. I drive to the w-mart for coffee and com. Then at eight-fifteen drive to the hall for the ministry meeting and work with Larry, Vern and Kennedy. Afterwards, I return to the w-mart and continue to pound keys.
At seven-thirty, I retire to the d-mart for the evening.
(Day 650 TB) 46°F. 6:00 am, sun
Overnighting in a parking lot
Harvest Full Moon
Up at the sound of my alarm, dress in my summer blues and step outside to see the full moon setting. Last night, when the moon rose, it was red as it has been for several days nor, most likely due to a forest fire here in the mountain states.
I create several google guide and facebook posts, after which I drive to the Bitter Creek home to upload all the latest updates that I have done during the past week but before I do that, I clean the concrete, starting with hosing the dog pen, but before I can finish hosing down the back concrete patio, the water stops and I can not finish hosing the concrete patio. So,then I sweeping all the debris into piles, then into a dust pan and finally put it all in the dumpster. Methinks, this is the cleanest the driveway has been the whole time I have been here. Also, I take the grill pit apart and clean it up because it just looks too dirty for anyone to cook on again. Upon checking the hose again, the pressure is back on so I continue hosing off the rest of the concrete.
After doing this extensive cleaning, I begin to upload my files and finish by one-thirty this afternoon. Then, I wash up, change into clean clothes and return to the w-mart to continue working on the updates. Also, today, I make a backup of all my website files.
At eight this evening, I pack out and drive to the d-mart for the evening.
(Day 651 TB) 49°F. 6:00 am, sun
Overnighting in a parking lot
Up at five-twenty but lie back down only to be awaken by the alarm in what seemes like only two minutes later at six. I rise, dress in my summer blues and drive to the w-mart for a cup of coffee. The temperature in the morning has persistently been in the high forties so methinks the time has come for this wayfarer to begin my drive east which I plan to do this Monday. The suntouch is at seven this morning and the sun is red, caused again from the eleven forest fires in Washington and more in other states.
Yesterday at the Bitter Creek home, I talked with Larry and he told me that he will be going out in the ministry this morning so since I did not get to go in the ministry Tuesday, I asked if I could join him tomorrow. Of course, he said yes. So this morning, I drive to the hall for the morning meeting for the ministry and work with Larry, Austin, and Jim. Afterwards, I drive back to the w-mart and resume my work on my online journal.
Friday, 08 September 2017, Rock Springs, WY.
(Day 652 TB) 50°F. 6:00 am, sun
Overnighting in a parking lot
After a red sunrise cause by the fire smoke, I begin my regular routine of first coffee, then key pounding until just after noon when I pack out and head for the Bitter Creek home. Arriving before one in the afternoon, I find Summer here finishing the insulation in the utility room.
She asks me when I am going to do the circuit breaker box wiring. I reply, that I am here now to do that. She also asks me if I would like to join them for dinner and than after that a musical but I tell her the I will most likely be still working on the wiring.
Then, I grab my tools, go to the back, set up the generator, turn off the electric power off and begin installing the red and black wires which are the power wires for each circuit. I had previously install all the ground and common wires in the box.
Bitter Creek Home
Circuit Breaker Box
(b7-wy-bittercreek-17.20170910.01241) Cir. Breaker Box at Bitter Creek Home
The work goes well at the circuit breaker box, however, it does take until almost seven in the evening before I finish by sweeping the floor and packing out. I then go to a Mexican restaurant for supper after which I retire to d-mart parking lot.
(Day 653 TB) 53°F. 6:00 am, sun
Overnighting in a parking lot
Up to a clear sky as the smoke seems to have blown out of the area. I go into the w-mart and pound keys all day.
At seven, I leave and drive to the d-mart to park, go inside and purchase canned fish, and a small package of crackers. Then, I return to the jammer, eat and then retire for the evening.
Sunday, 10 September 2017, Rock Springs, WY.
(Day 654 TB) 55°F. 6:00 am, sun
Overnighting in a parking lot
Today, there are clouds on the horizon which are much different that the last few weeks and more refreshing than the dull gray overcast that has been ever present. I drive to the w-mart, purchase a cup of coffee and sit down to compete the study for the meeting later this morning.
At nine-ten, I pack out to the jammer, put on my suit and drive to the hall. As soon as I walk in, I see Keslyn, a brother who helped one day during the work on the electric wires and we talk for a short time. He asks for my contact information and I give him one of my cards.
After the meeting, I drive to the Bitter Creek home so that I can take a photo of the circuit breaker box as when I finished it Friday, I was too tired to take any then. After that, I pack out and leave town east on the I 80 to Rawlins, Colorado where I fill my gas tank. Then, I continue east on the I 80 to the Saratoga, Colorado exit, drive south on SR 130, cross the North Platte river, turn left on Walnut street and get into Saratoga hot springs water.
At the hot springs, I soak in the hot water for about an hour, even getting in the small pool of 118 degrees for five seconds. Then, I take a hot shower, scrub with soap, rinse and dry off with my towel. Wow, I have not had this much hot water in a long time.
Leaving Saratoga, I drive south on SR 130 and in the west on the horizon, there is a strange pink glow, as if there was raining and then the sun began to color the mist. I could not help but taking a few photos of the colors which even had some crepuscular rays.
Crepuscular Rays on
Horizon Rain Showers
(m5cr-clouds-2017-0910.1810) Crepuscular Rays on the Horizon Rain Shower
Crepuscular Rays on
Horizon Rain Showers
(m5cr-clouds-2017-0910.1812) Crepuscular Rays on the Horizon Rain Shower
I continue south on SR 130 to where to where it turns left but I continue south on to SR 230, drive through Rivertown without stopping, cross into Colorado at six-forty and continue south on SR 125. In a short time, the sun begins to set and cast reflections on the lakes and mountains.
Sunglow reflects
on Cowdrey Pond
(m5da-sunglow-2017-0910.1853) Sunglow reflects on Cowdrey Pond
Sunglow reflects
on somoe ther Pond
(m5da-sunglow-2017-0910.1908) Sunglow reflects on more Ponds to the south
Sunglow reflects
on the Mountains
(m5da-sunglow-2017-0910.1910) Sunglow reflects on the Mountains
Sunset is at seven-twenty three when I photograph the crepuscular rays, then continue south until I reach Willow Creek Pass ten minutes later, park the jammer at the trailhead, climb into the back and get horizontal.
Monday, 11 September 2017, Willow Creek Pass, CO.
(Day 655 TB) 40°F. 6:00 am, cloudy
24,145 DA, 1115 DR70 or 4768 DR80
Parkview Mountain Trailhead, Elev. 9561 feet
It is dark when I rise this morning, then I dress in my summer blues, start the jammer engine and soon, there is heat coming into the van. I did not get a chance to complete my journal entry yesterday, so I do it first this morning while waiting for the light of day.
When the light does arrive it brings with it the sighting of a heavily clouded sky. Soon after dayspring, I begin my drive down from the pass along Willow Creek but do not see any moose. Then, I drive to Hot Sulphur Springs and stop at Pioneer park to see if Gordon is here but do not find him, so I drive to Grandby to stop briefly at the w-mart. When I leave here, the temperature is near seventy degrees and it begins to rain.
Soon, I am heading up to the national park stop at Timber Creek camp but since it is raining, I decide not to spend the thirteen dollars and continue driving over Trail Ridge Road. The temperature is in the low forties at the continental divide and the rain continues all the way over to the other side.
Climbing West Side of
Rocky Mountain NP
(b1a11-12-07a.20170911.1422) Climbing west side of Rocky Mountain National Park
Crossing Trail Ridge
above 12,100 feet
(b1a11-12-07a.20170911.1442) Crossing Trail Ridge above 12,100 feet
The Elk
In NNN
I stop in Fort Collins at the hg-mart and purchase some powdered turmeric which I will add to my MRP to help relieve the arthritis pain I have been feeling in my right arm and both legs.
Afterwards, I drive out to the interstate and stop at the w-mart for the electrical outlet to keep my computer going while I update my journal entry. I finish at eight-thirty and head out to the jammer, move it next door to the d-mart and stop for the evening.
(Day 656 TB) 53°F. 5:40 am
Overnighting in a parking lot
It is dark outside when I awake. I rise, put on my summer blues, start the jammer and drive the two hundred feet to the w-mart. Going inside, I purchase a cup of hot and sit down to pound keys until the morning evaporates. Soon, the dayspring begins as an orange glow in a cloudless sky and progresses to gold.
In the afternoon, I pack out and head, first north on I 25 to exit 269 and then drive east on SR 14 to Sterling where I connect to east US 6, cross under IH 76 and continue east on the 6 through Holyoke and into Nebraska, where after a short distance, I arrive at Imperial and stop at the Kingdom Hall for the midweek meeting.
The Imperial congregation must be the smallest congregation I have ever visited, about a dozen publishers in a hall about twenty feet by forty feet. We visit for a short time after and then I leave for the next d-mart some fifty mile east in McCook, Nebraska. I arrive just after eleven and find a place to park, climb into the back and get horizontal.
(Day 657 TB) 61°F. 6:00 am
Overnighting in a parking lot
I rise and begin driving right away, only to stop in the town of Arapahoe, Nebraska to purchase a cup of coffee and then continue driving east on US 6 until I reach US 81 where I drive north from there to York, Nebraska. Once I arrive in York, at two in the afternoon, I stop at a w-mart and begin uploading my files to the internet server. By four this afternoon, I am done with the upload and ready for a nap, however, I purchase a chocolate brownie and keep pounding keys.
Before I walk out to the jammer at eight, I have made progress on the Lighthouses pages.
(Day 658 TB) 53°F. 7:00 am
Overnighting in a parking lot
When I rise, I look at my phone and it reads five o′clock. It is dark outside and methinks I have awaken an hour before my alarm which is set for six. I dress, start the jammer and then see that the time on my GPS reads one minute after six.
Upon looking in the settings, I find that my phone is set to Mountain time and since I am traveling, I reset my phone to automatically change with my location. Then I drive to the w-mart for a cup of hot and begin pounding keys. At seven-thirty, I drive to the d-mart to purchase ice, walk back to the jammer, remove the veggies for the cooler, drain the water for my cooler, put the ice on the bottom and replace my salad veggies in the cooler.
With that task done, I drive to a suitable location at the outskirts of the parking lot and make a salad for my supper. Then, I sit inside the jammer and read in the book of Daniel while eating my salad. Afterwards, I climb into the back and get horizontal.
(Day 659 TB) 63°F. 7:00 am
Overnighting in a parking lot
Up with the alarm, dress in my summer blues and drive to the w-mart. Just before I awoke, I had been dreaming that I was in a meeting with the friends when outside there was a loud racket which made us all wonder if the time had come. Strange dream but one within the realm of my thoughts during these last days.
I purchase a cup of coffee and resume working on Quire Seven again.
At seven, I stop work, drive to the d-mart, prepare a salad with the remaining ingredients and while I eat read more in the book of Daniel. The I get into the horizontal for the evening, but it is a hot one.
(Day 660 TB) 66°F. 6:00 am, sun
Overnighting in a parking lot
I rise, dress in my summer blues, and then drive to the ff-mart of a senior coffee and then leave south out of York on US 81, then east on US 6 and follow SR 33 to Crete, Nebraska, then SR 103 and SR 4 right past the Homestead national monument, connect to US 136 through Beatrice, Nebraska and follow the 136 right across the bottom of the state and then across the Missouri river into the state of Missouri. I had only gone about twenty miles across the top of the state when my tires slip off the right side of the road into a deep rut and when I recovered it back on to the road, it feels that one or both tires are flat.
I pull over onto a side road,get out and see that both tires on the passenger side are flat and methinks, I am glad that I have been carrying two spares because now I can get back on the road today.
The White Line
is Missing here
(b1a11-12-07a.20170916.1034) The road white line here has broken away
I pull out the floor jack and lift up the front tire when a truck pulls over, a man steps out and offers to help. I do not turn him down but tell him that I have most all that I need to replace both flats, because I am carrying two spares. He says, Now that is amazing, having two tires go flat as well as carrying two spares.
In a short time, the front tire is off the jammer and I see that not only is the tire ripped, but the rim is distorted beyond repair. I will have to replace both the tire and the wheel, but for now, I put the spare tire that I have been carrying atop the jammer since Washington on to the front right. Then I begin taking off the rear rim and find it to be exactly like the front one, so, both rims will have to be replaced as will the tires. I take the temporary spare out from under the back of the jammer and install it on the rear right side, tighten all the lug nuts and then begin packing up. I tell Leonard thanks for his help and then he leaves in his truck.
When I have everything put away, I tie the damaged tires on top of the jammer and continue down the road to Maryville, Missouri where I stop at a tire shop and ask for a replacement rim. The man here, Tom, then checks and when not finding any, he sends me down the highway to check at another location to ask Roy if he can find a rim but he also does not have one. Roy then sends me to a third location to see if Jake has a wheel but like the other stops, I come up empty again.
However, all three men try to help me the best they can. Thinking that I will not be able to drive too far with the temporary tire on the jammer, I decide to only drive about fifty miles to a bigger city, St. Joseph, Missouri, locate a w-mart next to a d-mart then camp out until Monday when I will have a better opportunity of locating two replacement wheels. While I am in the w-mart, I look online to find out when and where a meeting is tomorrow and write the address down.
I drive into the parking lot of a w-mart, park and walk inside with my computer, begin pounding keys and do not leave until after eight this evening. Then, I drive across the highway to the d-mart and park for the night.
(Day 661 TB) 60°F. 6:00 am, sun
Overnighting in a parking lot
Upon arising, I go inside the d-mart to purchase a new high-lighter pen set for marking my route on my road atlas, after which, I drive to the w-mart for a cup of coffee and begin my study for the meeting today. At noon, I pack out and prepare for the meeting, then drive to the hall which is about two miles from the w-mart. I park, go inside and find a very friendly and loving group of friends. After the meeting, I talk with several who come up to greet me.
Then, I return to the w-mart to keep pounding keys until nine, after which I retire for the evening at the d-mart.
(Day 662 TB) 59°F. 6:00 am, sun
Overnighting in a parking lot
Up at six, drive to the w-mart for coffee and to check for salvage yards here in St. Joseph and also in Kansas City. At eight-thirty, I drive to the salvage yard in St. Joseph and it does not have a steel wheel. I leave this yard, drive to Kansas City, stop at the Pick n Pull and after an hour of walking in pouring rain, find a steel rim that will work. After I purchase it for ten dollars, I leave this yard, drive to a d-mart and have a new tire put on the wheel.
When they are done installing the tire, I pay fifty dollars for the tire with accessories and then put in on the right rear of the jammer. Then I put the temporary tire, the one that many people call a donut, back until the rear of the jammer and then drive out of the d-mart parking lot.
Now with rubber on all four wheels, I can continue my drive to Tennessee, but before I return to the highway, I stop at the w-mart next door and take up the key pounding and uploading to my web site. Later, I stop and drive back to the d-mart to purchase a package of red grapes and then sit in the jammer eating them.
While sitting in the jammer eating my supper, I see a car cut off another and then hear the driver in the one cut off scream obscenities at the other driver. Methinks, I do so hate coming into the city, and decide right then that I need to leave right now. I set the GPS for a d-mart thirty miles to the east, start the jammer, drive to IH 70, set the cruise control and in a half hour, take the exit and arrive at the next d-mart, this one however no where near as crowded as the one I was just parked at in Kansas City, Missouri.
I climb into the back of the jammer, turn on my computer so as to finish today′s journal entry, and right away, I see another RV pull into the parking lot.
(Day 663 TB) 58°F. 6:00 am, sun
Overnighting in a parking lot
Get right up, drive to the ff-mart for a cup of coffee and with coffee in hand drive east on IH 70 toward exit 175 where I will drive south on SR 19. During the eastward drive the rain stops and then the sun rises with a bright orange glow
Orange Sunglow
On the Horizon
(b1a11-12-07a.20170919.0607) Orange sunglow on the horizon
My road atlas has marked this highway from here to Arkansas as a scenic route, so at exit 175, I stop in New Florence to gas up and then take the SR 19 south.
However, as I drive south, all it appears to me is just a two lane highway, with lots of curves and cows. A little later, the highway begins to roll over a lot of hills and it reminds me of a roller coaster. I drive slower than the speed limit which is mostly 55 mph and at time increases to 65 mph. I drive slower because if I do the speed limit on these curves, all my stuff will be all over the back of the jammer.
The rain resumes as I continue driving south and the highway goes into the Mark Twain national forest and here, I understand why it is marked as scenic.

The Sojourn at Mammoth Spring Go Down Go Up
The Sojourn at Mammoth Spring
Stopping in Thayer, Missouri, I cross the state line into Arkansas and visit some of the amenities including Mammoth Spring, the worlds tenth largest spring when rated in the amount of water flow, which this one is 9.78 million gallons per hour. Here, there are walking trails around the spring, lake, dam and the Spring river. Also, this spring has a very interesting and colorful history. The town of the same name, sad to say, has seen better days.
(Day 664 TB) 65°F. 6:00 am, sun
Overnighting in a parking lot
Up at the first bell, dress in my short summer blues as it was quite hot last evening and I do not expect the temperature to be any better as I travel into lower latitudes. I drive to the ff-mart, purchase a senior cup of coffee, then drive a half mile to cross the state line into Arkansas.
I have decided to drive the entire length of Arkansas SR 9, a highway that for me will begin here in the town of Mammoth Spring and take me to Hot Springs.
However, before I begin the near two hundred mile drive south, I need to fill my gas tank and then I would like look at the springs that this town is named for.
I drive to the Mammoth Spring State Park, of which the entrance is just across US 63 from where SH 9 begins as Main street in Mammoth Spring. Upon arriving, I go to the elevated overlook of the spring pool, park and take my first photos.
Mammoth Spring from
Upper Viewing Platform
(b1a11-12-07b.20170920.0757) Mammoth Spring State Park, Mammoth Spring, AR.
The Mammoth Springs
From the information here, I find out that this is the world′s tenth largest spring, in the amount of water flow. Mammoth Spring releases 9.78 million gallons every hour. Big Springs in Missouri just to the north of here ranks ninths at 11.5 million gallons per hour.
The Mammoth Spring water has a year round temperature of 58 degrees F. The water originates from rainwater which soaks down through the clay soils found on the high, flat plateaus about twenty miles to the northwest. From the plateau, it sinks through the soil and limestone deposits until it reaches the underground water table after which it flows along a vast underground system of interconnected submerged caves and eventually converge into a main artery which brings the water to Mammoth Spring.
Just like the water that flows out of Big Springs in Missouri, the water here is not safe to drink because it comes from the crop lands on the plateau where chemical fertilizers, herbicides and pesticides are used.
There are two discharges from the springs and the two leave an island in the middle which can be accessed by a bridge across each of the discharge channels. The water then flows into a lake which is created by a twelve foot dam. Over the years, there have been several dams, mills and a power generator at the dam site. The water flowing over the dam connects with the Warm Fork of Spring River and then flows 57 miles to join the Black River.
In my exploration of the state park, I find, on the south side of the lake a railroad station right from the early days of railroading. This is an original railroad station which is still in it′s original location and completely furnished with era furniture and displays.
I am really impressed with the detail that this station has and I am also impressed with the park ranger Josh, who shared his nonpareil knowledge of this station and the railroad in general.
Then at ten this morning, I walk back to the jammer, leave this state park to drive across US 63 and drive through the town of Mammoth Spring.
Main Street
Mammoth Spring
(b1a11-12-07b.20170920.1000) The Journey begins, Main St. Mammoth Spring, MO
The heyday for the town of Mammoth Spring peaked in the 1880′s upon the arrival of the train tracks in the area, laid by the St. Louis-San Francisco line, which even established a depot here in 1886. During the same decade, the grist mill had recently been improved and additional mills to handle cotton and flour were built near an improved dam.
Then, at the turn of the century, a steel bridge across Mammoth Spring lake was build to connect the Frisco railroad depot with the town of Mammoth Spring, which by this time had achieved some renown as a resort destination. Between 1925-1972, a hydroelectric plant operated to provide power to Mammoth Spring.
However, the heyday of Mammoth Spring went out with the steam locomotive and the grist mill, leaving this town only a remnant of what it used to be.

The Journey on The Road Less Traveled Go Down Go Up
The Journey on the Road Less Traveled
I then drive south on a scenic route, on a path that as the heading implies is a once very popular route but has long since become bypassed by the much faster lifestyle of the modern world and it′s interstate highway system. This path eventually leads me to Hot Springs where I stop briefly for a much needed soak in the hot water.
The Time Long Past
Methinks the interstate highways on this and other continents, are for those needing to achieve their destination, with little if any time to enjoy the scenery.
However, it has always been, well, at least for the greatest portion of my adult life, a passion of mine to travel upon roads that I have never traveled before and in doing so, it is my particular desire to travel on those roads built for a time long past which have long since been bypassed by the more modern interstate system.
A highly popularized example of this type of road is Route 66 which was established as US 66 on November 11, 1926, a 2451 mile highway between Chicago and Los Angeles. This highway lasted until 1985 when the interstate system made it obsolete.
Arkansas State Route 9
I have decided to drive the entire length (174.17 miles) of the northern portion of Arkansas SR 9, a highway that for me will begin near the Missouri border in the town of Mammoth Spring and traverse the state southward to Hot Springs. This highway covers the entire route I will take between these two springs, except for the last thirty miles or so, which will be on Arkansas SR 5 and SR 7. The SR 9 that I travel today is the northern segment from US 63 in Mammoth Spring, Arkansas to Arkansas SR 5 in Crows, Arkansas. There is another segment further south which will not be part of today′s journey.
The reason I chose this route is twofold. First, the entire highway is marked in my road atlas as a scenic route and, second, at the end of today's drive, I will be at a location where I will have access to a w-mart as well as a d-mart.
Steep and Winding
Earlier, when I was in the visitors center, the volunteer said to me that this route is very steep and winding and qualified this fact with the statement "It is so steep and winding that in some places, you can see your own tail lights."
After traveling many miles south on SR 9, I have come to see there are a lots of farms along this route, that the roadway is somewhat steep at times and it does have a lot of curves, many which keep my speed well below the speed limit.
However, so steep and winding as to see my tail lights is definitely not a description that I would use for any length of Arkansas state route 9. In fact, I laugh at the volunteer′s description and methinks that she must not travel much on this continent to think that this state highway is as steep and winding as she believes.
Farms
on SR 9
(b1a11-12-07c.20170920.1057) Farms and farmland populate SR 9
Steep Roads
on SR 9 - ?
(b1a11-12-07c.20170920.1114) Steep road conditions on SR 9?
Winding Roads
on SR 9 - ?
(b1a11-12-07c.20170920.1116) Winding road along SR 9?
Upon arriving in Salem, Arkansas, I espy a vegetable stand in the town square, stop to see what vegetables are available and purchase a container each of okra and yellow squash. Then I continue my drive south on SR 9.
Vegetable stand
Salem Town Square
(b1a11-12-07c.20170920.1031) Salem, Arkansas Town Square

Ouachita National Forest
The Ouachita National Forest, established in 1917, is the oldest National Forest in the southern United States. The forest encompasses 1.78 million acres, including most of the scenic Ouachita Mountains of which is found Hot Springs national park.
Ouachita is the French spelling of the Indian word Washita, which means good hunting grounds. The highest peak in the Ouachitas is Mount Magazine in west-central Arkansas which rises to 2,753 feet.
The Ouachita Mountains run east and west, unlike most mountain ranges on this continent which run north and south. Also, there is a notable absence of volcanoes and other lava intrusions (such as Devils Tower) both of which are found in the western parts of the continent. Rather, the Ouachita Mountains are fold mountains like the Appalachian mountains to the east
Ouachita
National Forest
(b1a11-12-07c.20170920.1124) Ouachita Nat. Forest with slight hints of Fall Color
Ouachita
National Forest
(b1a11-12-07c.20170920.1125) Ouachita Nat. Forest showing the fold mountains
Ouachita
National Forest
(b1a11-12-07c.20170920.1133) Ouachita National Forest
Ouachita
National Forest
(b1a11-12-07c.20170920.1140) Ouachita National Forest
Ouachita
National Forest
(b1a11-12-07c.20170920.1201) Ouachita National Forest
By midday, I pass through Allison, Arkansas, cross the White river and enter a somewhat more populated section, the roadway is less steep and not as winding but there are still a lot of farms.
Farms Populate
the Landscape
(b1a11-12-07c.20170920.1216) Farms increasingly populate the landscape
White River
Boat Landing
(b1a11-12-07c.20170920.1217) White River boat landing in Allison, AR
The area on the north side of the Arkansas river is highly populated but upon crossing the river becomes flat farm land with many fields growing hay and soy.
Continuing south, I pass through Clinton, Morrilton and then Perryville, all of which are also highly populated.
Leaving Perryvillle, the drive takes me back into the Ouachita Forest where the steep and winding roadway resumes with occasional views.
Crooked and Steep
Next 17 Miles
(b1a11-12-07c.20170920.1309) Crooked and Steep Roadway, Next 17 Miles
Built for a
Time Long Past
(b1a11-12-07c.20170920.1532) Built for A Time long Past
After nearly eight hours traveling this highway, I begin the final approach to my destination for the evening, the d-mart in Hot Springs, Arkansas, arrive before five this afternoon and stop first at the w-mart to upload some images to the internet. Yes, it has been a long day or traveling on a road built for a time long past.
Then, I drive across the street and make my camp at the d-mart.
(Day 665 TB) 70°F. :00 am, sun
Overnighting in a parking lot
Up late this morning as last night it was hot, humid and hard to achieve sleep, so I choose to sleep an extra hour this morning. I drive across the street to the w-mart for a cup of coffee and then do a post to Facebook about the drive on Arkansas state highway 9.
Just as I am finishing the post, Joanne makes a comment and then asks a question. I reply to her and then drive to the d-mart for the evening
Friday, 22 September 2017, Hot Springs, AR.
(Day 666 TB) 69°F. 6:00 am, sun
Overnighting in a parking lot
Even though it was just as hot last evening and sleep did not come until very late, I still rise at first bell this morning, drive to the w-mart across the street for coffee, WiFi and to upload the latest page that has been written concerning Craig Ojawasko and his wayfaring story and his life story in Episode Three. His great grandfather, who is the chief of the Lenape has chosen Craig to appoint and the new chief and to pass the history and traditional stories down to him. In this part of the story, Craig′s great grandfather, White Wolf speaks almost entirely in the language of the Lenape, which the book chronicler is also translating for the reader. Later, in the story, there will be a transition of the words of White Wolf from the language of the Lenape to the language of the readers, currently English and then the remainder of the book will continue in the reader′s language.
Also, later, Sandy Ojawasko will be adding her words to the story.
However, I do not plan to stay here long today, but intend to get on my way. Then, a little latter in the morning, I leave the w-mart and drive north on SR 7, through the national park, out the north side of town and over the mountain ridge north of town. By the time I had reached the summit, I stop at a road side park to enjoy the view and then get a whiff of hot coolant from the front of the jammer band also notice that the water temperature gauge was reading a little higher than it normally does.
So, I open the hood, check the radiator cap and it comes off without spewing steaming hot water, which means that it must be too low for it to spew out. I grab my jug of coolant and pour all of what is left, about a half gallon. Then, I walk to the back of the jammer and grab a gallon of water and the entire gallon goes in and still does not fill the radiator. It takes another half of gallon for the level to rise to the top of the radiator. Wow, it was two gallons low and I had just checked it two days ago and it only needed a couple of cups.
Something must have happened to the fiber plug in the head gasket and the cooling system lost the two gallons. I put the cap back on and drove the rest of the way down from the mountain and a while later check the cap again and the level is just fine. Too, I begin the drive to Tennessee and the gauge never rises above the N in normal the entire way. Methinks that there was enough fiber still in the coolant system to re-plug the head gasket leak.
I had just yesterday talked with Joe from Spring Hill Tennessee and he asked me if I was still interested in putting a rebuilt engine in the jammer and I told him yes. But after today, I am even more adamant about the new engine. Too, Susan called to tell me that she is still working on proofing my book for typos, and I thank her for her work.
I continue driving east to Little Rock, then around the north interstate loop and onto IH 40 heading east. I drive across the Mississippi river in the afternoon and then arrive in Franklin, Tennessee by eight-thirty this evening, stop at the w-mart to pound the keys for the rest of today′s journal entry and then upload it to the website.

D, The Sojourn in Tennessee Go Down Go Up
The Sojourn in Tennessee
Then, after a short drive east I cross the Mississippi arrive into Tennessee where I overnight first in Franklin for a couple of meetings with my friends there, and to pound keys. Soon, I move south to Spring Hill where I work on the jammer and continue to pound keys some more.
(Day 667 TB) 69°F. 7:30 am, sun
Overnighting in a parking lot
Now that was better, without the extreme high humidity like it was in Arkansas, it was easier to get to sleep and easier to get rest. I choose to sleep in this morning and then go into the mega d-mart which I find has just about everything and more in the way of things. However, I go into the mart for the men′s room and walk out of it without a bag of purchased items. Then, I drive to the w-mart for a cup of hot, the WiFi and to pound keys.
At eight-fifty, I pack out to head to the Franklin hall for the week end meeting.
(Day 668 TB) 68°F. 7:00 am, sun
Overnighting in a parking lot
Last night was just one more hot evening when I was not able to achieve sleep until late, but when looking at the weather forecast this morning, I find it shows a lowering trend for the next two weeks with nightly temperatures going down into the fifties. The upcoming temperatures into fifties at night will be a nice break from this heat. And that was the weather with Ida Rather B. Cold, now for a look at the news.
One more week of this month of 2017 and then I begin the sixty-eighth year of my life.
At eight-fifty this morning, I pack out and drive to the Franklin hall for the weekend meeting. I see Ed, a brother I met here in 1985 and he remembers my name. Also, I speak with John who is of the same family and was knee-high when I arrive to Franklin back then.
Afterwards, I drive back to the w-mart to pound keys until just before eight this evening, then drive to the d-mart for the evening.
(Day 669 TB) 65°F. 6:00 am, clear, humid
Overnighting in a parking lot
Up at the bell, dress, start the jammer and drive to the w-mart and sit in my regular spot.
Jerry that I met yesterday came back into the w-mart and commented to me, Hello, it is my friend. I greet him warmly and ask if he is here to teach the game of chest to another student. He tells me yes, but it will be all basic chest strategy, if he shows up. We talk for a while as he waits for the student and I expound some more on my life philosophy, as does he. We both think along similar lines when it comes to the path we take in life.
His student and his dad arrive and I listen in on the training, then after the students leave, I endeavor to take on Jerry as a student in my own endeavor, that of knowing how to determine the truth from the falsehood, particularly when it comes to the Bible. He immediately answers, there are many interpretations to which I agree and say, that is why there are so many religions, but is it not evident that not all are following the truth of the Bible, to which Jerry agrees with. I tell him that there is a four step procedure for determining the truth from the false hood, particularly with regards to interpreting the Bible.
Step one is never to look at a verse and say, I think that means... because in doing so, are we not giving our own interpretations and not letting God provide the interpretation. 2 Peter 1:20, Genesis 40:8
Step two is to read the verses surrounding the verse so that in doing so, we would be gaining insight on the context that the verse in being used in.
Step three is to read more verses dealing with the same subject. In this way, we begin to discern God′s interpretation as we begin to put more and more pieces of the subject together, like one would put a picture puzzle together and see clearer the picture the more pieces are joined as one.
Jerry then asks, what is the forth step. I tell him it is similar to how you train your student in the game of chest, you show them the basic teaching first and then later, the more complicated concepts. Yes, he replies. I tell him, that the forth step is above his understanding at this time. He smiles and tells me Ok, I understand what you are saying.
Then, I ask him, Do you remember what Jesus said to one of the criminals hung on the stake beside him, to which he indicates he wishes me to tell him. I then say, Jesus told the man, You will be with me in Paradise. Now it is true that Jesus said to his disciples, I go to my Father to prepare a place for you but they were all baptized disciples, the criminal was not baptized, neither had he received the holy spirit, so the paradise Jesus here spoke about was not being in heaven with him and his Father. So, what is the paradise he was speaking of. Jerry said, I don′t know, what is it?
Well, next week when I come back, I will help you to find out, meanwhile, I want you to look up some verses in the Bible. He replied, Ok, what are they. I tell him to look up Psalms 37: 9, 10, 11 and 29. Then when we talk again, I am going to ask you the same question, What is the paradise Jesus was talking about? Jerry said, I am going to look these verses up as soon as I get home and then looking at his watch, says, I have got to go.
Then, I finish writing today′s journal entry, pack out to the jammer and drive to the d-mart for the evening.
(Day 670 TB) 60°F. 6:00 am, clear, humid
Overnighting in a parking lot
I rise, walk into the d-mart to the men′s room and then return to the jammer to leave Franklin, mainly to get out of this crowded city and drive south to Spring Hill, where I park at the w-mart for coffee, WiFi and to pound keys.
I work on quire seven, chapter seven until almost seven this evening but will need to continue tomorrow to finish the chapter. Then I pack out and drive to a Mexican restaurant for supper. Right after eating, I drive to the d-mart and because it is not overly hot, I climb into the back of the jammer and get horizontal long before nine pm.
(Day 671 TB) 57°F. 5:00 am, clear, dry
Overnighting in a parking lot
Up early because of going to sleep so early last evening. I drive to the w-mart, walk in, purchase coffee and start the day by checking my com. By six-thirty, I am already working on chapter thirty-eight and hope to finish it soon at which time, I will still have quires eight, nine and ten left to complete. My goal is to have these done and uploaded to the website before the end of the year. However, time will tell.
At eight this evening, I stop work, pack out and drive to the d-mart to park for the night.
(Day 672 TB) 58°F. 5:09 am, clear, dry
Overnighting in a parking lot
Up before the sunrise, drive to the w-mart for coffee, WiFi and to pound keys for another day. I continue work on chapter thirty-eight and come very close to finishing it, but at six-thirty this evening, I pack out to the jammer, put on my suit and drive to the Spring Hill hall for the mid-week meeting.
I do not remember which congregation, Spring Hill or Thompson Station, has it′s meeting tonight but enjoy and like the friends in both. When I arrive, I see on the front door sign that the Thompson Station Congregation is having their meeting tonight which is the one that my friend Joe attends.
After the meeting, I drive to the d-mart, park and climb into the back to get horizontal.
Friday, 29 September 2017, Spring Hill, TN.
(Day 673 TB) 56°F. 5:10 am, fog bows
Overnighting in a parking lot
When I awake this morning, I can see fog bows around all the parking lot lights but there is still not any moisture on the front window of the jammer. I drive to the w-mart for coffee, WiFi and to continue with chapter thirty-eight and should finish it this morning.
At six-thirty this evening, I stop pounding, pack out and head to Don Arturo′s for supper, which I choose the grilled fish with salad, beans, rice, chips and salsa while a guitarist plays some up-note songs. Afterwards, I drive to a ff-mart for a chocolate shake which I take with me to the d-mart to enjoy. Long before nine this evening, I am horizontal long enjoying the comfortably cool, dry weather.
(Day 674 TB) 52°F. 5:20 am, clear, dry
Overnighting in a parking lot
Awake, dress in my fall blues, drive to the w-mart for coffee, WiFi, and to pound keys. Yesterday, I did finish chapter 38 and today, I begin working on the bird photo gallery starting with the songbirds.
At eight-thirty, I upload the bird gallery, pack out and drive to the d-mart to get horizontal.
Sunday, 01 October 2017, Spring Hill, TN.
(Day 675 TB) 54deg;F. 5:10 am, sun
24,165 DA, 1095 DR70, 4748 DR80 (Beginning 68th Year)
Overnighting in a parking lot
Arise, drive to the w-mart for coffee, com and key pounding until noon when I pack out, dress in my suit and head to the weekend meeting.
Afterwards, I have Mexican food for supper and then drive to the d-mart where I see Jessie. We talk about eating the right foods and I share much with him, both in information and supplies. It is after midnight when he departs and I climb into the back and get horizontal.
(Day 676 TB) 57°F. 5:30 am, sun
Overnighting in a parking lot
Awake, drive to the w-mart for coffee and key pounding and do not leave until late.
Drive to the d-mart and get horizontal.
(Day 677 TB) 59°F. 5:11 am, sun
Overnighting in a parking lot
Getting up before my alarm goes off has become a regular event for me here in Spring Hill. Methinks, that I do this because at five, the traffic is clear on the highway that I drive, only taking me four minutes to drive from the d-mart to the w-mart and by six in the morning, it is so backed up that it take my half an hour to drive the same distance.
At six-thirty this morning, I pack out and drive to Cliff Amos road, up the driveway to Joe and Sarah′s home and park next to Joe&prmie;s truck. The light is on inside and Doc, their dog is looking at me from just inside the patio door. I get out and begin waking to the door when Joe opens the door and both Doc and Joe welcome me. We go inside and sit at the board to drink our coffee.
I ask Joe if he has eaten and he says, No, I not hungry yet. I reply, Good, I want you to try something, then I walk out to the jammer, retrieve a bottle of spring water, the canister of MRP, the canister of ground flax seed and the container of turmeric. Returning back inside, I mix up a double service of my MRP, pour it into two glasses, and finally say to Joe, enjoy. After he drinks the MRP, I tell him to drink two more same size glasses of water, which helps to expand the flax seed and prevent you from being hungry. (The best feature about this drink, if keeps you from being hungry for over four hours.)
A little later, Sarah comes into the kitchen, greets me and goes through her morning routine. Then, when she goes into the utility room, she turns and asks Joe, How many months will it be before you hang the cabinets above the laundry machines? I look at Joe and say, A honey-do, lets get it done! Then, Joe and I go out into the garage, grab some tools and hardware, go back into the utility room and hang the cabinets. Soon after that, we hang a couple of the bathroom cabinets also. By this time, It is nearly two one in the afternoon and I tell Joe that my MRP is wearing off and suggest we go for lunch. He agrees and we drive to town.
Afterwards, we stop at the shop for a short time, then we head back to the barn, which Joe tells me that many are now calling this a barnominium. I ask Joe, what next? and he tells me that the edge of the driveway needs to be sprayed with weed-killer. We go into the garage, find the weed killer, the sprayer and then walk back outside to the water spigot to mix up the spray. Then, I put the sprayer on my back, and begin spraying the weeds along the driveway while Joe starts the string trimmer and works on clearing brush. Shortly before the sunset, we pack away the tools and clean up the outside. Then I tell Joe that I am going to take a hose shower and we make plans for tomorrow, breakfast first and then a day of work cleaning a section of the shop.
After my shower, I head into town and stop at the d-mart for the evening.
(Day 678 TB) 56°F. 5:00 am, sun
Overnighting in a parking lot
Up long before the dayspring, drive to the w-mart for coffee and to upload my journal. Outside at six-thirty, the eastern sky becomes golden from the sun glow and I continue pounding and waiting for Joe′s phone call to tell me that he is on his way to breakfast. At seven-forty, I leave and drive to the CB restaurant, park, walk in and resume editing my book. Joe arrive at fifteen after and we have breakfast and conversation after which we head to the shop.
Yesterday, Joe has asked me if I would help him do a thorough cleaning of the repairs area of the shop, which as he had said, would take several days to accomplish. Upon arriving at the shop, we do a quick walk through to discuss where we should start cleaning, then begin in the back corner. I start by moving from the corner, all of the old parts, leftover boxes, seldom used tools and garbage, taking it all to the storage area near the brake and wheel balancing stations, where Joe will be sorting through it to determine what is garbage, what is recyclable and what goes into the garage sale that takes place on the fourteenth of this month.
Some time later, I have the rear corner floor clear and then can begin cleaning the floor, but when I search for the brooms, mops and mop buckets, they are all coated with dirt, oil, slime and full of sludge and I must needs clean the cleaning tools first. I choose the cleanest set to use while Joe puts the others, one at a time, into the steam cleaning cabinet for cleaning.
I begin cleaning the floor by first sweeping the trash into piles, then scraping the oil smudges and finally mopping the surface which takes mopping ten times before it even has a resemblance of clean. By the late afternoon, Joe asks me if he can begin moving the working equipment back into the rear corner, to which I tell him Yes and then we both begin pushing a cleaned table, tool boxes and other equipment into the cleaned corner area.
By six this evening, we finish work, lock the shop up and leave. I walk across the driveway to the auxiliary shop, put my dirty clothes and all my dirty work towels into the washing machine to begin a wash, then I take a shower, put on clean clothes and head into town for a supper of soup and salad before driving to the d-mart to park for the night.
(Day 679 TB) 54°F. 5:11 am, sun
Overnighting in a parking lot
Rise, dress in my summer blues, drive to the w-mart for coffee. At seven-thirty, I pack out and head for the shop for another day of cleaning work stations with Joe.
At five this evening, I stop, walk to the auxiliary shop, put in another wash, take a shower and dress for the meeting. After the meeting, I am so beat that I can only drive to the d-mart and get horizontal.
(Day 680 TB) 64°F. 5:06 am, clear
Overnighting in a parking lot
Up early, drive to the w-mart, coffee, WiFi, pound keys, breakfast, in that order. Then, I drive to the shop and begin the repairs to the jammer. First, I replace the starter and solenoid because last week when I started the engine, the starter hung up and would not stop spinning, even when I turned the engine off. I then turned the engine back on and off again before the starter released. I had never had that happen before and had to ask Joe what had happened. When he said that it was the starter which did not disengage, it made sense, so I ordered a new one and now have it in the jammer.
Next, I replace the front right shock absorber which is another casualty from the Missouri highway pot hole incident on Day 660 TB. While replacing the shock, I notice that the right tie-rod end has a torn rubber boot and will also have to be replaced, even though I had installed two new one on Day 536 TB when I was here at the shop to repair the transmission.
Then, I take off the rear right wheel, which is the one that I had purchased at the salvage yard in Kansas City, but had not wanted to clean and paint while on the road. This wheel is dirty, greasy and has rust on it, which is normal for an old wheel. However, now, that I am at the shop, it is time to clean, sand, prime and paint it with the dark gray metallic paint I have for the jammer wheels.
Also, I take off the front right wheel to do the same with it because it was the spare on the 1994 Aerostar and had been stored under the rear of the vehicle, which caused the paint to become pitted and dirty. After letting the paint to dry thoroughly in the sun, I put the Kansas City wheel with the new tire on the front of the jammer and the old spare wheel on the rear. Before aligning the front end, I rotate the left side tires so that the best rubber is on the front of the jammer.
At six this evening, Mark arrives to work on the front entrance of Stagecoach Auto Repair shop and soon after, Sarah brings by burgers for supper. After eating, we continue working but I leave at nine to head for town and the d-mart parking lot.
(Day 681 TB) 66°F. 4:56 am, humid
Overnighting in a parking lot
Up early again this morning, drive to the w-mart for coffee, WiFi and key pounding. Then at ten, I pack out and head to the shop to work on the jammer. No one else stops by today and I work alone, cleaning the under side of the jammer and what primer I still have in the storage box, I use to spray over all the metal body and suspension parts. After that dries, I use all of the black gloss paint from the storage box to paint the front suspension parts. Next, I use the remaining metallic gray paint to paint the two outside mirrors. Now, I only have one can of paint left, the cobalt blue metallic paint that I used on the windshield washer cowling.
I also take off the cowling to find that the rubber mounts that I had made failed and the wiper motor is sitting on top of the engine. I removed the wiper motor, store it in the inside bucket and this confirms that I must needs by some mounting bolts at a wrecking yard. Meanwhile, I do not have working wipers on the jammer, but I can live without them for a while. Next, I organize and restack the inside boxes again but I really must needs sell the three boxes of vending product.
At six this evening, I pack out, take a shower, put my dirty clothes, towels and rags into the wash and take a shower. Then, I drive into to town for supper of grilled trout and veggies, after which I drive to the ap-mart to purchase suspension bushings, the red polyurethane type not the black rubber ones because I am done with the black rubber ones which do not last very long. Afterwards, I drive to the d-mart, go inside and purchase four cans of flat black paint to continue with painting the underside. I also purchase two cans of clear gloss paint to clear coat the rims and mirrors. Finally, I walk out to the jammer and get horizontal for the evening.
(Day 682 TB) 70°F. 6:00 am, rain
Overnighting in a parking lot
Rise after a hard rain night, dress in my fall blues and drive to the w-mart for coffee, com and key pounding. At one in the afternoon, I pack out, dress in my tan suit and drive to the hall for the annual meeting which lasts until after six this evening.
Afterwards, I go to a Mexican restaurant for grilled fish, beans, rice, salad, chips and salsa. Then, I retire for the evening at the d-mart
(Day 683 TB) 70°F. 4:55 am, rain
Overnighting in a parking lot
Up to another rainy day, drive to the w-mart for coffee, WiFi and key pounding. I finish the Marine Bird Gallery which actually is easy because I do not have any photos and only just create the template and finally upload it to the website.
Then I leave the w-mart, stop for some parts at the ap-mart and drive to the shop to work on installing parts and painting the underside of the jammer. At ten this morning, Joe arrives to work in the shop, so I stop and join him for four hours of organizing, cleaning, sweeping the supplies area. At three, I finish in the shop, take a shower and head to town for something to eat and the drive back to the w-mart to pound keys until after it gets dark outside, when I drive to the d-mart and park in a space far from the groups of parking lot gatherings.
(Day 684 TB) 72°F. 4:49 am, rain
Overnighting in a parking lot
The temperature was suppose to drop down to below sixty last night but never did, instead, it did not get below seventy degrees, however, the cold nights are coming. I rise before five this morning, at the time the shopping basket worker is making noise retrieving the carts for a new day at the d-mart.
I dress in my fall blues, drive to the w-mart for coffee, com and begin pounding keys for another morning. At nine this morning, I pack out, drive to the af-mart to pick up the parts I ordered Sunday and then drive to the shop to install them.
(Day 685 TB) 71°F. 5:43 am, overcast
Overnighting in a parking lot
After four days of humid hot conditions, maybe the temperature will drop below seventy degrees during the evening. I wake, dress and go inside the d-mart to purchase a cut off grinder to cut off the old muffler and install the new one that I have purchased. But first, I drive to the w-mart for coffee and key pounding.
At ten this morning, I leave the w-mart and drive to the shop to install my new muffler and tail pipe. Joe brings his saber saw and grinding tool which I use to remove the old parts and clean up the cut end of the remaining pipe. Then, I put the new pieces in place which takes less than a half hour and comment to Joe that this is really easy. Also, I tell him that the exhaust shop wanted one hundred and forty dollars to do the half hour of labor. Joe tells me that most ar-marts charge a lot of money. He then welds the seam where the new muffler meets the existing pipe.
I also begin the install of the new red (polyurethane) bushing I purchased for the sway bar ends, during which Joe tells me that the old mounts do not need to be cut but unscrewed. I tell him that when I had the bushing replaced on the 1994 Aerostar, the ar-mart cut the old ones off and used the new bolts that came with the new bushings. He tells me that most shops will not take the time to clean the old parts.
After I complete the remaining repairs, I clean up my tools, pack out, take a shower and drive back to the w-mart and continue with the final proof read of The Journey to Katahdin, stopping a nine this evening when I drive to the d-mart for the evening.
(Day 686 TB) 56°F. 6:00 am, sun
Overnighting in a parking lot
The cold front came in last night shortly before the sunset and cooled the area quite a lot. I was able to sleep under my sleeping bag once again and slept mostly right through the night without sweating like I have been doing most nights since arriving in Tennessee.
Upon awaking, I drive to the w-mart for coffee and work on my bird gallery until just before seven when I pack out dress and head for the meeting at the hall. I tell the friends that I am heading south to warmer places and leave for to stay at the d-mart one more night. It is after ten when I am finally horizontal.
(Day 687 TB) 45°F. 7:00 am, humid but clearing
Overnighting in a parking lot
Purposely sleep late after waking early twice, then rise, drive to the w-mart for coffee and to pound keys for the morning during which I complete several more bird galleries completed.
I find the campground nearly full but there is one campsite that is available and not too far from the restroom where the water is located. Methinks that at this time of the year this camp is full early and it is remarkable that I found an open site.
I park, set up my camp and then take a walk to meet several of my neighbors, Mike, Jeremy, Chris and the volunteer campsite host. Then, I go back to the jammer, open up the tailgate to decide what I am going to eat tonight.
Meriwether Lewis Campground
Natchez Trace Parkway
(b1a11-12-07d.20171013.1632) Meriwether Lewis campground just before sunset
I decide on a can of albacore, then have some nuts and almond milk. Next, I set up to work on my computer using my inverter and deep cell battery but I also run the jammer engine for about a half hour to keep the battery charged to complete today′s journal entry.
It is after eight when I shut down the computer and turn off the jammer. I go outside for a short walk before coming back to the jammer and getting horizontal.

E, The Journey in Search for the Ancients Go Down Go Up
The Ancients
Leaving Spring Hill, I drive the Natchez Trace, camping at the campsites and along the way south, stop at the several mounds to find out more about these ancient people.
Saturday, 14 October 2017, Natchez Trace, TN.
(Day 688 TB) 60°F. 7:30 am, clear
Meriwether Lewis Campground, space 25 CRS: 5.5
I sleep in again this morning because I do not want to drive before daylight and there is not a w-mart anywhere nearby. When I do arise, I prepare a MRP, set in the front of the jammer along with a quart of almond milk. Then, I put on my summer blues climb in and drive out of the campsite.
While looking at Natchez Trace park map, I have chosen to continue my research work on the mound builder, mostly because I have already photographed many of the ancient sites. So, this trip will concentrate on gathering more information about these ancient settlers on this continent as well as their decedents, what we now call native Americans. As I travel down the Natchez Trace, I would like to stop at many of the locations highlighting these people to look for available information.
While driving in the Alabama section of the Trace
Then, when I get to a good stopping place in the bird galleries, where I am currently working, I will take up the mound builders section of my photo gallery. Some of the information I am collecting will be added here until the appropriate place opens in the new gallery.
Bear Creek Mound
When mound building began along Bear Creek, this site has already been used by wayfarers for thousand of years. This waterway acted as an early highway allowing the travelers in dugout canoes to travel hundreds of miles and also provided many of the wayfarers′ needs, such as fish, plants and large game for those who hunted here prior to settling in this area.
The village here was built about 1000 CE during the Mississippian Period.
Bear Creek Mound
Natchez Trace Parkway
(b1a11-12-07e.20171014.1305) Bear Creek Mound, Natchez Trace Parkway
An Ancient Sink Hole
A sink hole forms in limestone, the basic type of rock in this area, when carbon dioxide is absorbed by rain water as it falls and creates a weak acid which will slowly dissolve limestone.
As the water seeps along tissues and cracks in the rocks strata, fissures in the rock enlarge until the surface materials, topsoil, and leaf litter begin to slump into the opening until a cave is formed.
Cave Springs
Natchez Trace Parkway
(b1a11-12-07e.20171014.1320) Cave Springs, Natchez Trace Parkway
Pharr Mounds
This is the largest and most important archeological site in northern Mississippi. Eight large, dome-shaped burial mounds are dispersed over an area the size of 100 football fields (90 acres).
The village and these mounds were built during the Woodland Period around 1 to 200 CE by wayfarers (nomadic hunter gatherers) who would return to this site when there was need to bury their dead family members. The practice of these wayfarers was to bury the dead with their possessions so they would have them when they arrive in the after-life.
Pharr Mound
Natchez Trace Parkway
(b1a11-12-07e.20171014.1437) Pharr Mound, Natchez Trace Parkway
Leaving the Pharr site, I drive south on the Natchez Trace and pull off in Tupelo, Mississippi to attend the week-end meeting. I find a d-mart, pull in to park, go in for some veggies and then return to the jammer to set up for the evening.
(Day 689 TB) 67°F. 6:00 am, clear, humid
Overnighting in a parking lot
Upon arising, I see the crescent moon four hands above the horizon. Then, after I wipe the dew from the windshield, I drive to the w-mart for coffee and to study for the meeting today. At eight-thirty this morning, I pack out, dress in my suit and drive to the hall on Monument street here in Tupelo. As a special treat, a circuit overseer is here this week and gives two very encouraging talks. Afterwards, I leave, drive to the monument, stop to park and changed out of my suit. Then, I spend a little time talking to those who are stopping at the battlefield.
Next, I drive to the d-mart, purchase some veggies for later today, a quart of oil for the engine and put it in before I leave for the w-mart, where I go inside to pound keys until it cools off outside; it is suppose to get down to 49 degrees tonight.
(Day 690 TB) 49°F. 6:30 am, clear, humid
Overnighting in a parking lot
After sleeping past the alarm, I rise, dress and drive to the w-mart of coffee and com. Then, I begin another day of key pounding.
How quick the days pass by, at eight this evening, I drive back to the d-mart, park and climb into the back.
(Day 691 TB) 44°F. 6:00 am, clear, humid
Overnighting in a parking lot
Up at the alarm, dress, and get out of the jammer to look at the moon and see it to be two hands above the horizon with Venus half way in between.
Mars is directly above the moon but here in Tupelo, but I am not able to see it due to the light pollution emanating from this city. I drive to the w-mart for coffee, com and to complete the bird galleries before uploading them.
Waning Crescent Moon
Rising and Two Hands High
(b1a11-12-07e.20171017.0613) Waning Crescent Moon Rising, Two Hands High
Then at nine this morning, I leave Tupelo, continue south on the Natchez Trace in search of more evidence and information about the first wayfarers.
Some time later, I arrive at a mile post 213 and pull into the Line Creek
Owl Creek Mounds
Natchez Trace Parkway
(b1a11-12-07e.20171017.0924) Owl Creek Mounds (1000 - 1500 CE)
The Owl Creek site consists of five mounds arranged around a central open area. When first described in 1805, an early traveler wrote that all five mounds were flat on top. Today, mounds I and II remain close to its prehistoric appearance, but mounds III, IV and V lie on private land and have been plowed and planted which changed the shape and size of the mound. Also, the county road was widened which cut away part of mound V.
The Owl Creek mounds were built and used by farming people belonging to the Mississippian culture. This area was inhabited between 1000 CE to 1500 CE.
Next, I stop at Bynum Mounds, connected in the same time frame with Pharr Mound further north, both of which are probably the oldest mounds in this area. These two villages date from the Middle Woodlands period and are associated with the Hopewellian trade cultures.
Bynum Mounds
Natchez Trace Parkway
(b1a11-12-07e.20171017.1000) Bynum Mounds (100 BCE - 100 CE)
When I leave the mound, I drive to Jeff Busby campground, set up in the site next to the restroom, clean up the jammer and then take a bucket shower. When the sun sets, I use my flashlight and read for some time.
(Day 692 TB) 47°F. 6:00 am, clear
Jeff Busby Campground, Natchez Trace Parkway. CRS: 6.0
Up at six, dress and drive to the summit of Little Mountain, elev. 603 feet and immediately get out with my camera to photograph the rising waning crescent moon now two fingers high from the horizon with Venus above two fingers higher. I zoom in for a close up of the moon and then see Mars just to the right of and in conjunction with the moon.
Methinks, access to this kind of suntouch viewing just elevated the CRS rating of Jeff Busby campsite from 5 to 6.
Waning Crescent Moon
With Venus Above
(b1a11-12-07e.20171018.0621) Waning Crescent Moon Rise with Venus above
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(b1a11-12-07e.20171018.0628) Waning Crescent Moon Rise - Mercury Conjunction
Continuing south on the Natchez Trace, I next stop at Boyd Site where there are found two mounds built about 500 CE, over which, around 800 CE, a third mound was built over the first two. The people who built these mounds continued living in this area until a little after 1000 CE.
Then, by the 1800′s, erosion and farming had diminished this mound down to its current size.
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(b1a11-12-07e.20171018.0818) Boyd Mounds (800 - 1175 CE)
Leaving the Boyd Site, I continue south on Natchez Trace and stop at a w-mart in Jackson, Mississippi for coffee and to upload my journal and photos.
I continue to pound keys until some time after six this evening when I pack out, drive back to the Trace and head south. After a short drive, I stop in Clinton to fill up the gas tank, the price now at $2.14 per gallon, much like it was in Spring Hill, Tennessee just before I left there. I continue south on the Trace and arrive at Rocky Springs Campsite just after dark, pull into a site near the rest room and climb into the back.
This campsite is still in dismay without electricity in the bathroom and decide to update the CRS by lowering the rating or this campground from five to four.
(Day 693 TB) 47°F. 6:00 am, sun
Rocky Springs Campground, Natchez Trace Parkway, CRS: 4.0
Up before the dayspring and turn on my hanging flashlight to read by while waiting for daylight. When the sky begins to illume, I step out of the jammer, walk to the rest room and when retuning, get out my camera to take a photo of the site.
Rocky Springs Campsite
Natchez Trace Parkway
(b1a11-12-07e.20171019.0708) Rocky Springs Campsite, Town of Rocky Springs, MS
Then, I start the jammer, drive out of the campsite and continue south on the parkway. As I arrive at the next mound site, I come to the realization like I have at each of the ancient mound site visited thus far on the traverse of the trace, that I have previously visited each mound.
However, what I did not do on those previous visits is gather information about the ancient people but instead just photographed the sites. This visit, I am in search of the information that I did not acquire before and so far, I have learned much about the mound builders of both the Woodland (1000 BCE - 1000 CE) and Mississippian (900 - 1600 CE) periods. Too, the time period that is included from the mounds along the Natchez Trace spans from 100 BCE until about 1600 CE. Bynum Mounds is the earliest beginning at 100 BCE - 200 CE, Phaar mounds began at 0 CE to 200 CE. These are the two earliest occurring during the middle Woodland period.
The next set of mounds along the Trace are of the Mississippian period, beginning with Boyd mound (800 CE - 1075), next Mangum mound (975 - 1600 CE), then Owl Creek Mounds (1000 - 1500 CE), next Bear Creek mound (1100 - 1300 CE), and also Emerald Mound (1200 - 1700 CE).
Mangum Mound
Natchez Trace Parkway
(b1a11-12-07e.20171019.0759) Mangum Mounds, built from 975 to 1600 CE
I arrive at Mangum mound soon after leaving the campground but this mound, overgrown with weeds, shrubs and trees has a fence blocking entrance as if it was on private property. Too, there is little information provide at the site, just what appears to be speculation by moderns. One thing that does seem to be derived from facts surrounding the unearthed artifacts, is that these mound builders used snakes, eyes and birds as symbols of their spiritual beliefs. Leaving this site, I continue south another half hour drive to the next site which is Emerald mound.
Emerald Mound
Natchez Trace Parkway
(b1a11-12-07e.20171019.0920) Emerald Mounds, built from 1200 to 1700 CE
Another mound previously visited but on this visit learn that the mound is of the Mississippian period culture, a culture of people who was still using this mound for ceremonial purposes when the French settled in Louisiana in the early 1700′s.
After, leaving Emerald mound, I drive into Natchez, Mississippi and then to the Natchez Village which I found out recently that this was also a mound site.
Once exploring the site, I learn several things, first, that these people offered human sacrifices when the Great Sun was buried, his wives, his servants and any others who volunteered to be with the Great Sun Chief in the afterlife.
Also, they had symbols of birds, eyes and snakes that were used in spiritual ceremonies. (Interesting about the snake, Genesis 3: 1-6.)
Also, these people were still occupying and using these mound for ceremonies when the French arrived in the 1700′s and continued here until the French warred with them in 1731, killed most and drove the remaining natives out of the area, who then joined other tribes elsewhere.
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(b1a11-12-07e.20171019.1042) The Great Sun′s Mound, home of the Sun Chief
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(b1a11-12-07e.20171019.1058) The Temple Mound, a place of sacrifices.
Just a short drive from the village, I find d-mart where I take up a spot under large trees and nap until six. At six, I rise, dress in my suit and head for the hall for the mid-week meeting with the Natchez congregation, a very friendly group. Afterwards, I head back to the d-mart for the evening.
(Day 694 TB) 66°F. 7:30 am, sun
Overnighting in a parking lot
After a warm night, I rise late and drive to the f-mart, buy coffee, plug in and pound keys for the day. In the afternoon, two sisters from the Natchez congregation arrive for lunch and sit down in the booth next to mine but on the other side of a glass wall. One comes around into the room where I am and asks me, Weren′t you at the hall last night? to which I say yes.
We talk for a while, I end up giving them my business card and soon after, they leave and I go back to work pounding keys.
At eight this evening, I drive back to the d-mart and spend another hot evening in the parking lot here in Natchez. I decide that tomorrow morning, I will drive into Louisiana and up to the top of the state hoping that it will be a little cooler there.
(Day 695 TB) 69°F. 7:30 am, overcast
Overnighting in a parking lot
Up late for a second day and then drive to the af-mart and fill up the gas tank. One nice thing about moving into the south is that the prices are usually much lower than in the west, paying $2.20 per gallon here to fill the tank.
I then drive across the US 84 bridge over the Mississippi river, drive to US 425 to the 20 (IH 20) and drive west to Ruston where I pull off and stop at the w-mart for coffee, com and to upload my journal pages.
It seems just as hot here today as it did in Natchez but I hope it will get cooler tonight. I work on writing my journal entries for the last couple of days and then get the photos ready for adding a new post on Facebook but do not make the post before stopping for the evening.
At eight-thirty this evening, I pack out and head to the d-mart, but while on the way, stop for a burger called What. This will be the first one of these that I have had since Day 529 TB, when I was last in Oklahoma.
On the way to the d-mart, I smell something hot from the jammer engine but I am not sure what it is.

The Sojourn in East Texas to find Parts Go Down Go Up
Used Parts for the Jammer
Leaving Tennessee and the auxiliary shop that I had the privilege to use, I am still in need of several things for the jammer. Methinks, most important are the mounts for the windshield wiper motor due to the ones that I made when I was in Colorado quit working some time ago and I am now using a liquid spray.
While searching online, I have located in Texas, an ap-mart that sells after market bumpers and upon calling them, was told that they should have them back in stock later this year.
Too, I would like to find interior panels to replace the water damaged ones in the jammer and a replacement exterior guide for the side sliding door.
While waiting for the ap-mart to get restocked, I will search for ancient wayfarers along one of the paths taken by the first wayfarers.
(Day 696 TB) 65°F. 6:30 am, rain
Overnighting in a parking lotA
Rising, I start the jammer and begin driving to the w-mart but the engine dies and does not restart. I push it back into the parking lot, which is easy because it is down hill. Then I let it sit for a few minutes and try to start it again and it starts this time.
I open the hood and see that the radiator cap is missing and the fluid is low so I pour what coolant that I have, just over a gallon into the radiator. Then, I drive to a ap-mart, buy a radiator cap, a gallon of coolant and return to the jammer to fill the radiator with coolant and put the new cap on.
This works to get me going again, so I drive to the d-mart, dress in my suit and then drive to the hall here in Ruston, Louisiana for the meeting.
Afterwards, I drive back to the w-mart, drink a cup of coffee and pound keys.
(Day 697 TB) 49°F. 7:30 am, clear, humid
Overnighting in a parking lot
After sleeping good because of it not being so hot like the last several days, I do not get up until late and when I do, drive to the w-mart for coffee and to upload files to the web server.
At ten this morning, I pack out and drive to Monroe to visit the auto salvage there hoping to find parts for the jammer. There is one vehicle which I am able to get three of the mounting bolts for the wiper motor but can not find a rim to use as my spare, so I ask the clerk how much for the three bolts and he says one dollar. I pay him and drive west on IH 20 back to Ruston where I stop and purchase gasoline for $1.96 per gallon, the first time I have paid under two dollar since, well, I suppose it was almost a year ago when I arrive in Texas for the winter.
I continue west on IH 20 to Bossier City and stop at a second ap-mart of the same name but they do not have what I need. Leaving the Shreveport area, I drive north on IH 49 into Arkansas, and then across into Texas using the US 59 south loop driving around to the west side of Texarkana to a third ap-mart with the same company, go in and here find a rim in good condition, so I purchase it and drive to the d-mart to have the tire removed. Then, I drive to the car wash to clean it but when I finish, I check and find that it still need to be scrubbed with a brush and soap before I will be able to paint it.
I do go into the d-mart thinking that I need to pick a new color from what is available and will endeavor to find one close to what I had previously used. I begin looking through the paint and astonishingly, I find one last can of the Dark Night Metallic that has been out of stock in all the other stores I have been to. This is the color that I originally used to paint all the other rims and had enough left in one can to paint that rim I purchased in Kansas City. With this new full can, I will now have the five wheels all painted the same color, that is after I clean this one.
I also purchase some collard greens, seeded grapes and sparkling water, then go back out to jammer to enjoy supper and complete today′s journal entry. It is after nine when I get into the horizontal and anticipate going right to sleep due to it being much cooling this evening.
(Day 698 TB) 51°F. 7:00 am, sun
Overnighting in a parking lot
Up to the bright sun, clear sky and dry air, the type of weather that I am searching, but I also know that this weather is so fleeting and just does not last long. So, I have come to really appreciate it when ever I do find it, where ever it may be.
I drive to the w-mart for coffee, to check my com and to pound keys for a short while. At noon, I leave to clean my wheel and get it ready to paint, drive to a car wash and get out the brush. When I am done cleaning, I wipe dry and then spray the wheel with primer, let it dry and load it back into the jammer. Then, I drive back to the w-mart, set the rim on top of the jammer to sun dry and go inside, all before two this afternoon.
Returning to the key pounding, I continue my research on the mound building culture in the bottomland of America, an expression that refers to the valley plains surrounding the large river beds in the Mississippi river valleys, most of which are from 500 feet elevation and below.
Then, at eight-thirty, I drive to the d-mart, locate a place to park and after running the heater for a short time, shut down for the evening.
(Day 699 TB) 49°F. 7:00 am, sun
Overnighting in a parking lot
Up to a cold morning, dress in my fall blues and drive to the w-mart for coffee and com. I then begin to pound keys and wait for the temperature to warm up enough to go outside to paint the wheel with the metallic top coat of paint. After painting the metallic paint and letting it dry in the warm Texas sun, I then top coat with a clear sealer and then leave it in the sun.
Since I have a clear sky, now would be a good time to install the wiper motor with the mounts that I recently purchased at the u-pull-it auto parts yard. The job was not too difficult getting the motor mounted but it became difficult when I was trying to connect the linkage because it just did not want to go together until a prayer was said. Now I have working windshield wipers on the jammer and next on the list of items to buy are the bumper covers but I will have to go to Dallas for those and currently, only the front one is available.
At three this afternoon, I put the wheel in the back of the jammer to wait until I can find a d-mart that has a tire to match those already on the car. Then, I go back inside the w-mart to pound keys for a time longer. At four-thirty, I decide to go across the street to a Mexican restaurant to have supper before the meeting tonight but upon coming out of the restaurant see coolant coming out from under the front of the jammer so I open the hood and see that the rubber radiator plug is leaking again. I had fixed this once before but have to fix it again.
When I put the new radiator in the jammer, it came with an additional hose fitting that is not used on this vehicle and also with the radiator packaging was a rubber plug and hose clamp. Apparently, the rubber use for plugs nowadays is inferior and does not last but about six months. I needed to stop at the ap-mart to get another plug, install it on the fitting and then I could drive to the hall for the meeting.
Then, upon leaving the hall, I drive the five miles back to the d-mart, park and shut down for the evening.

1  
This experience makes it clear to me that I need two very important things to do any future eclipse photography so that I might achieve the results I desire: a camera lens filter and a quality tripod.
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The common term, solar eclipse chaser is an expression which is synonymous, but just does not express the depth of involvement normally connected with one who is an umbraphile.
Once every seventeen months or so, umbraphiles will stop whatever they are doing, journey by air, land, or water and foregather along a narrow strip of land in some remote location that has been defined by the inexorable laws of celestial science, laws which never observe nationalistic borders, but nonetheless attract the umbraphiles en masse.
When such an event occurs, which is the intrusion of the ashen lunar disk upon the solar photosphere, the moon enshrouds the sun and causes a quasi-twilight darkness to be cast upon the earth, these umbraphiles will be there to revel in those few seconds of the shadow this phenomena produces

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