Much like Part Seven, I have need at the beginning of this part to linger here in my sojourn location, so as to await the arrival of an ultrasonic car pest repellant, which I ordered some time ago. Too, I need to renew my license tabs on the jammer. Further, there is a circuit overseers visit that I look forward to being a part of.

One nice result of staying for an additional week is that the circuit overseers visit is here in Oak Harbor during the last week of July, ending on Sunday, 02 August, 2020. Thus, I have made plans to stay at least until then.

One note on upcoming events is that it will be during this span of a hundred days that I will reach the first limit that Jehovah God has has recorded in the Bible, for how long mankind will live. This limitation is found at Psalms 90:10 where it reads: The days of our years are threescore years and ten; and if by reason of strength they be fourscore years, yet is their strength labour and sorrow; for it is soon cut off, and we fly away.

So, yes, according to my subheading on July 22, in seventy days, I reach the first limit during this eighth part of chapter 52, that is threescore and ten years, or in the vernacular, 70 years of age. Too, after that, the limit recorded in the Bible verse then gives me only 3,722 days until I arrive at the second limit, fourscore, or eighty years of age. It just does not seem too long for a person to have for his life; I am so glad that my God has graciously promised the paradise wherein his servants my then live for ever. (Psalm 37:29)

Awake early, dress in my fall blues, drive to the w-mart for coffee, com and computer. Not only does this day bring on my Journal Part Eight of chapter 52, today also begins the rest and recuperation phase of my sojourn here on the island, which will most likely take me a week or more. Furthermore, I have not decided as yet where my next destination will be but I know that it will most likely be in an area of higher elevation, however the precise location has not come to me as yet.

At nine this morning, I drive to the DOL to see if they are open and upon arriving see a sign on the inside on the window flashing OPEN, so I drive in, park, walk inside and get in line. In only a short time, I am asking the clerk questions and even though I can not at this time, change ownership of my title to my living trust, I as still able to buy new tabs for the license plate. I leave here thinking, wow, that was easy, I am good to go for another year. Now, I just hope that my online purchases arrive soon. I had earlier check my bank account and found that my monthly social security check has arrived and I will go to the bank on another day soon to withdraw my money.

In the early afternoon, I drive to Deception Pass state park, across the bridge, into Bowman Bay and get into the hot water, after which I take a few photos of the dock, shore and structures built by the CCCC. After leaving, I stop next at Joann′s home to give her a thumb drive with a copy of all the photos that I took when I was working there. She asks me to finish the roof but I tell her that I am so sore and beat from six weeks of hard work that I need a week to recuperate and probably will not want to work any more after that.

I leave there, drive back to Oak Harbor and park at the w-mart, get into the back and take a nap. My legs are hurting so bad now that it takes quite a while to fall asleep. Later, I awake and feel good enough to work on the computer for a while and create a post on social media, work on my website and then upload files. Finally, at ten tonight, I park the jammer in my regular overnight location and climb into the back to do some more recuperating.

Awake early, move the jammer to in front of the w-mart, then climb back into the back to resume my recuperating until nine this morning. When I rise from the horizontal, I sit up with only a small amount of sciatic pain, but the residual pain continues as strong as ever. I open the computer and begin my journal entry for this day. Then, I walk into the w-mart for a cup of hot.

Joann texts me to ask if I will look at her computer, it is giving her grief and offers to bring it here for me to look at. I say Ok and turn on the jammer engine to charge my deep cell battery. She arrives and I fix it for her, telling her to turn it off after use, not just closing the screen because it need a reboot often. I help her with a couple other things and then she leaves to go home.

I then prepare for the meeting and join on zoom, after which, I work a bit longer pounding keys before I climb into the horizontal.

Another late start while still recuperating from the devastation done to my body from working. Again, the sciatic pain is there but tolerable, however, the residual pain in my back, legs, knees and feet is worse this morning than yesterday.

I drive to the w-mart, park right in front of the door and walk inside for my cup of hot, then, I return to the jammer to check my com and then begin pounding keys to initiate today′s journal entry.

At eleven, Joann sends me a text asking me to come fix her computer again. I tell her that I have to go to the bank first and then will drive there. When I arrive, we sit and endeavor to correct her problem but methinks it stems from having to many email accounts that she has created, but don′t know. Her computer is also very old and slow. She also tells me that Patrick is coming this Sunday afternoon to finish her roof, which relieves me from having to do it.

Returning to the w-mart, I take a nap and when I awake, have a salad and resume pounding keys until I am too tire to continue. I then get into the horizontal.

Awake, dress in my fall blues, drive to the w-mart, pound keys and then walk to the g-mart to use the facilities, after which, I resume pounding keys, all along recuperating from the previous month of work.

Later, I get a text from Joann asking me to work on her computer again to help her get access to a couple of her online accounts. I tell her that I am parked at the w-mart and some time later, she shows up again, gives me her computer and I correct the problem obtaining access for her to her cable service account. Then she leaves and I go to Bowman Bay campground to take a hot shower and put on clean clothes. Wow, I have never seen the state park as crowded as it is this weekend.

I drive back into town, have my lunch and then take a nap. When I awake, I drive to the City Beach to watch the sunglow on the harbor. Then, I drive back to the w-mart, park and get ready for sleep.

Awake, coffee, com, computer. At nine-thirty, I put on my meeting clothes in preparation for the weekend meeting. Then, at a quarter before ten, the zoom panel opens and the friends begin to fill in the checkerboard. A local brother gives the public talk and then we all study the Watchtower together. After the meeting, I give my goodbye and sign off.

I resume my key pounding on the computer and upload some photos of mountain goats taken during the summer of 2018 so as to update an existing page with additional photos. After finishing the page and uploading it to my website, I make a post about it on social media.

Next, because it is much to hot in town, I drive north on SH 20 to the state park where it always is cooler and while there, acquire a hot shower, but stop first at Joann′s home to see how the work on the roof is coming along. Earlier, when buying the material, we had read the instructions on the side of the sealer which said to apply the sealant in the amount of 320 square feet per bucket and since the roof on her mobile is 720 square feet in size, we got two five gallon buckets. That would require there be two full coats or even more of the sealer to achieve the amount of sealer per square feet that the instructions recommended.

When I arrive, the brother who sealed the roof had the second full bucket of sealer in the back of his pickup and was cleaning up to leave. I did not say anything to him about the manufactures recommended coverage but waited until he drove away to mention it to Joann. She said, Well, I at least got one full coat on the roof and it only took him two hours so I gave him the second bucket of the sealer. Methought, she gave him about one hundred dollars of material for two hours of work, and she complains when I ask for more than twenty dollars an hour. I do speak about the three types of workers, the laborers who work with their hands, the craftsmen who work with their hands and mind and the artist who work with their hands, minds and hearts. Regardless of how hard a person works, not reading and following the recommended instructions makes that worker just a laborer.

I do say to Joann, That would mean that next year, when you pressure wash the roof, you will have to apply another coat, to which she replies, Well, that will be for next year when you return. Methinks, That′s just not going to happen! At least I will not be the one to seal the roof.

I then beg my leave to drive to the state park for my hot shower. After my hot shower, I return to town, park in the g-mart parking lot and write in my journal about my experiences and thoughts about what happened today.

Awake, sit up and methinks, that is much better, very little pain coming from my sciatic nerve. I don my summer blues, drive to the w-mart for coffee, com and to pound keys to update my journal.

Shortly after midday, I go with Joann to the e-mart in Mount Vernon and help her purchase a new computer. After we purchase the computer, we return to her home and I then set it up for her.

In the late afternoon, I drive to the state park and take a hot shower, after which, I drive to West Beach to see the sunset.

After parking, I see that the tide is high, probably the highest I have ever seen it here. I begin with taking photos of the beach both to the south with the Olympic Mountains in the backdrop and to the north with the clifts at Ebey′s Landing in the distance.

When the sun approaches the horizon, I turn my attention to taking photos of the sunglow and even take some with the shore rocks in the foreground of the photos.

Finally, I drive back to the city to park in the g-mart parking lot. It is warm this evening and with insects abounding, I have need to keep the windows closed after dark which makes it too warm to get to sleep. Some time very late, it cools off enough for me to pull up the covers.

Awake, coffee, com, computer. Later, Joann, very emotionally, comes by with her phone and tells me that she can not get past the password. I walk her through the sets again and I am able to help her once more. Once that is done, we go out for breakfast at the Island Cafe.

When we return, to the jammer, Joann leaves and I resume the work on my computer.

The meeting begins right on time and it is with a circuit overseer. We go through the regular parts first, then the overseer begins his talk. This presentation is the same one that I was to listen to in Colorado but it is good to hear it again.

Finally, I drive to the g-mart parking to set up for the night and find that it is a much cooler this evening.

Awake, dress in my fall blues, drive to the w-mart for coffee and then return to the jammer for com and computer. Then at eleven, I pack out of the w-mart, drive north on SR 20 to the Noisy Jet house to continue work here. After spending most of Monday setting up her computer, today, I use much of the day, removing files from her external hard drive and making copies to the new computer.

This work lasts until about five in the afternoon when I drive back into town, park at the w-mart, pound keys on my computer to work on my current website project, the reformat and updating of the Bovids gallery. When I finish work today on this project, I am far from complete and must needs spend another day or two to wrap the project up.

At nine, I go into the g-mart, purchase sprouted bread and nut butter, and then return to the jammer for nut butter and dried blueberry sandwiches while I continue pounding keys. After eating, I shut down the computer, drive to my regular parking space to continue my recuperating rest.

Awake, don my summer blues, drive to the w-mart for a cup of hot, then return to the jammer to check my com, after which, I resume the key pounding for another day. While I proceed to update the Bovid gallery, methinks, it has been dry here in the rainshadow for a long time, so when I check my journal, it has been four weeks since it rained last, which was on day 682 TG.

Too, methinks, my time here in the rainshadow is fast approaching an end, however, I have as yet decided where I will go next, maybe into Oregon, maybe not because the coast is so crowded at this time. I could drive back to the Red Feather Lakes area as the temperature there remains good because of the elevation being over eight thousand feet, maybe not because that is about fifteen hundred miles away. I have been telling Joann that I will drive up to Washington Pass on SH20 and camp there for a few days, but that is only just just under fifty-five hundred feet in elevation. Methinks, I will keep mulling over my next migration and until I decide, I will keep pounding away on this computer.

At noon, I drive to the state park and get into the hot water once again, put on clean clothes and then return to town and resume my pounding keys. By three, the temperature reaches ninety degrees and I go horizontal.

Awake, drive to the w-mart, coffee, com, computer for the entire morning. At noon, I get a text from Joann asking me to bring her some spring water. She says that she is down with back pain, which I can readily relate to. At one this afternoon, when the sun beating down on the jammer begins to warm the inside up too much and I begin to sweat, I pack out, drive to the g-mart to buy water and then drive to deliver them to Joann. Afterwards, I tell her that I am leaving on Sunday after the meeting, so we say our good byes and well wishes to one another and then I drive back into town to take my spot by the w-mart to resume pounding keys.

Then in the late afternoon, Patty, walks up to the jammer to say hello, and I offer her the drivers seat so that we can visit. We talk for a time and then, I also tell her about my intended departure, and we also say our good byes, well wishes and hopes to see each other again on the return of the season. Then, she departs in her car and I go back to pounding keys.

After a can of salmon for my supper, I retire to the g-mart parking lot and it the warm humid air, close my eyes.

Awake, drive to the w-mart, coffee, com, computer. As I continue to pound keys, I can feel the humidity but also the air is cooler today than it has been for a few days, so I continue working on my bovid gallery most all morning. I find out that the marine layer, which normally fills the coast in summer, is what is causing the humidly. I send a text to Richard about my last pay check and he replies that I can pick it up at his mom′s home today. I drive there, obtain the check and then drive to the state park for a hot shower, however, going to the state park on a weekend is not a good idea during the summer because of the crowds. Still, I find a parking space and go in for, not a hot shower, but a barely warm one and do not spend much time under the water.

Afterwards, I drive back into town, go to the d-mart for some water and find that they have the new shipment of the gallon bottles that I like, so I call Joann and ask if she would like a box of six bottles. She texts back, Yes please. and I purchase six extra bottles, drive to her home and drop them off. Then, I drive back into town thinking I will go directly to the g-mart but I see the moon hanging low over the horizon so I drive to city beach and take some photos.

Tonight, the moon rises looking like it is full and in fact, it is at 97 percent full, but I know that it will be full until after midnight tomorrow night.

Then, I drive back to the g-mart, take my place in the parking lot and set up for the night. It is another warm night and it is hard to get comfortable enough to sleep right away, so, I pound keys to catch up on my journal writing.

It is much cooler this morning when I awake, but I go back horizontal to sleep longer because of it being too warm last night to get to sleep. Upon rising, I dress in my summer blues, drive to the w-mart for coffee, com and to pound key. Also, I prepare a cup of Daystart and at nine, I connect to the Zoom meeting and wait for it to begin. After the meeting, I continue to pound keys to upload more photos and to set up a post on social media. Then, I drive to the laundry and wash a load, mostly plastic fiber clothing but also a cotton towel, floor mat and wash cloths. The cotton items are left overs from my last grass mowing job.

Afterwards, I return to the w-mart and continue to work on my website until after dark when I drive to the g-mart parking lot and prepare for the evenings rest.

For the last few days, the evenings have been quite warm, even encouraging the insect to become pesky at dusk, causing me to need to keep the windows shut, which keeps the inside of the jammer even more unbearably warm.

I had told a couple of the friends here that I am leaving after the meeting today, but instead, since I received on Saturday, the check for the last week of work at the Oak Harbor House, I will stay another night so that I can deposit the check in the bank and also withdraw some cash. I will then be leaving in the late morning, driving to Bellingham to locate the hg-mart to buy groceries and after that, I plan to drive east on SH 20 up to Washington Pass where I plan to overnight for a couple of days.

Tonight, however, is much better and the temperatures here are suppose to be much cooler this week, but I will not get to enjoy the cool on the Island because I will be crossing the bridge one more time this year before heading to places east and or south.

Awake, drive to the w-mart for coffee, com and computer while I wait for the bank to open. When I arrive shortly after nine this morning, I find out that the lobby is open for business and I walk inside to do my banking. Upon leaving the bank, I drive to SH 20, turn right and drive north, cross the bridge, drive to Bowman Bay and take one last free hot shower here at Deception Pass state park. When I drive in, I notice that the hoards of weekend warriors have nearly all departed back to their turkey pens in whatever lowland city they came from, which, I am so glad to see them gone. I walk into the shower and find the hot water actually hot this morning, unlike it has been for several of the last few showers when the hot water was all used up by these warriors.

I then drive north on SR 20 to Sharp′s corner, turn west, still on SR 20, drive to Burlington where I turn north on IH 5 and dive to Lakeway exit, get off the interstate, and drive the short distance to the hg-mart. I park, go inside and buy two bags of groceries. I tell the clerk and sacker that, when I was a young man, I could get a bag of groceries for under five dollars. Not any more, these two bags of groceries cost me one hundred and fifty dollars. Methinks, the cost food has become much like the Bible foretold at Revelation 6:6, A quart of wheat for a Day′s Wage. ¹

Leaving the hg-mart, I drive south on IH 5 to Burlington and return to my eastward drive on SH 20, through Burlington, Sedro Wooley, and then Concrete where I stop and photograph the arch bridge over Baker river. After that, I continue east, but just before I arrive in Rockport, I have to take the detour to the Rockport-Cascade highway and follow the Skagit river on the south side all the way to just after we cross the Cascade river where the detour returns to SR 20. I then continue east up to Newhalen where I stop at the visitors center to walk through the gift shop and here meet a woman with a name badge that says, Staff. She tells me her name but like the old man that I am, I can not remember stuff and promptly forget and must needs ask her again. Katy and I nice talk for some time and I give her my website card which she says, Now, I can email you.

Upon leaving here, I continue east on SH 20 up onto the Mountain and soon come to North Cascade national park, where I stop at Diablo Lake overlook and take several photos. I continue up onto the Cascade high ridge taking more photos along the way and then stop at the trailhead for the PCT near Washington Pass where I pull in to overnight. The parking lot has more cars that I have ever seen it, but the one space next to the large picnic table is still available, so I park next to the table and begin cooking my evening Repast. While the meal is cooking, I talk with Allen, who is going up onto the high ridge and spend a couple of days. I tell him that I will be her for a few days, so I may see him when he walks out.

With the mosquitos biting, I bring my meal inside the jammer, shut the doors and windows and then eat while I pound keys to finish today′s journal entry. Then, with the twilight still in the sky, I put away the computer and get into the horizontal.

Awake first at five this morning but because it is much colder at this time, I choose to sleep for a time longer. When I do arise, it is still forty-nine degrees so I run the jammer engine to warm up the inside and start my work on the computer. I begin my journal entry and load the photos of the moon taken last evening, however, because the moon was so bright, my camera just could not focus on it.

It remains quite cold in the early morning as I continue pounding keys and I keep a watch on the eastern mountain ridge. Soon, I see the sky begin to turn, not red, nor orange, nor even yellow, but a deep cobalt blue as the day slowly begins to illume. I try to take a photograph but the blue illumination is not bright enough for a good photo. Later, just before the sun rises, I am able to take photos and when the sun does rise above the mountain at just before eight this morning, the temperature also rises very quickly.

Soon after about eight this morning when the sun has already warmed the trailhead parking lot area, I step outside and prepare a cup of hot and a cup of Daystart for my morning meal.

All morning, I watch backpackers arrive, park there vehicles, put on their hiking shoes, make final preparations on their backpack, hoist it to their backs and walk out of the trailhead parking lot onto the mountain. Too, there are a few who walk down off the mountain, put their pack in the vehicle, get in and drive back to their homes. Methinks, I would prefer to observe these backpackers any day over those weekend warriors that I have been observing for the last several days.

By ten this morning, it get very hot, near eighty degrees. Too, the mosquitoes are out and about this morning as well. Methinks, maybe coming here to higher elevation is not where I need to be to avoid the midday heat, or maybe, I need to be at a much higher elevation for that. At least, tomorrow, I will get up at five in the morning when I awake, because then, although it is cold, that would be better than the heat hear of the midday. Live and Learn, I have always been know to say.

I then resume my work of photo cropping, editing and placing on web pages. For my midday meal, I continue to eat the Repast that I prepared yesterday evening and continue pounding keys all afternoon and evening. Looking out the window, I see a doe grazing nearby and take a photograph of her. By sunset, I am ready for another evenings rest and soon after get horizontal.

Awake, walk the parking lot and then return to the jammer to prepare a cup of hot and a cup of Daystart, then climb back into the jammer to escape the bite of insects, which are mostly a multitude of mosquitoes. I have my meal while I continue pounding keys, and occasionally looking out my windows to watch the arrival and departure of those backpacking on the mountain. Then, at about nine-thirty this morning, a large flat bed truck arrives and two men in green uniforms, who get out, unload packs and get ready to walk onto the mountain. A short time later, another truck pulling a horse trailer arrives, and two more, a man and a woman get out, open the trailer and lead out one horse and two mules.

My curiosity gets the best of me and I climb out of the jammer with my camera, approach the trailer and ask, Is a trail maintenance crew? to which the woman says, Yes. I take some photos of the two loading the pack animals and continue my conversation some.

Soon, the two men who had arrived in the first truck, walk out of the parking lot carrying a chain saw and shovel, cross the highway, walk to the trail and disappear into the forest.

In the late afternoon, Allan walks off of the mountain, takes his tent out of his pack, hangs it up on some bushes to dry in the sun and wind and then rolls it up to secure with a cord. While he is doing this, I step out of the jammer to talk with him and he tells me where he has walked on his backpack. Looking on the national park map, I find the trail he has walked which is one up to Copper pass to the east of where I have been camping. Allan tells me that he did not see anyone else on the trip except when returning he was near to the PCT

When he drove out of the parking lot, I climbed back in and resumed my key pounding and just a short time later, the pack train returned from the mountain, loads having been left on the mountain, then the saddles were removed, the animals lead onto the trailer and when all the gear was stowed, the woman drove the truck and trailer back to the barn. Meanwhile, Jeff, one of the crew workers, put his pack back on, crossed the highway to return to the camp where the other two men were working.

Once again, I return to the jammer and the key pounding.

Awake, dress in my summer blues, step outside, start the boiling of a pot of water and then walk through the parking lot. Then, upon return to the jammer, I make a cup of hot and a cup of Daystart, put away my cook pot and move to inside the jammer because although not as bad this morning, there are still mosquitoes in the immediate area. Once I am back inside, I turn on the computer and while having my breakfast, begin pounding keys to catch up on journal writing. This morning, I watch a lot of inbound backpackers leave the parking lot, cross the highway and head up the trail onto the mountain. At nine this morning, I step out and set up my solar panels so that I can have enough battery to keep my computer powered.

Then just before noon, I have put away my solar panels, got every in order for travel and leave the trailhead parking here at Washington pass. I drive west on SR 20 to the first w-mart that is available, log on with my computer and then begin to upload a load of photos and updated web pages. All along, I keep getting text messages and phone calls from some of my friends asking this and that question. There communications do slow my work down but it is not overly annoying as I do not mind helping to answer their queries. When the uploading task is complete, I begin posting on social media and I am able to create two post before it is time for me to get ready for the meeting tonight. In fact, the zoom meeting window just opened and the checkerboard squares should appear soon.

The, about half way through the meeting, the w-mart turns off the WiFi service and I loose reception. I never had this problem at other w-marts but life is what it is. I leave the w-mart, drive to the d-mart and find signs that state, No Overnight Parking, so I drive to a second d-mart and it does not have any such signs. I find a nice place to park, climb into the rear of the jammer and get into the horizontal for the night.

Awake, walk inside the g-mart and purchase a bag of apples, return to the jammer and drive to a w-mart for coffee, com, computer and begin today′s journal entry. However, by ten this morning, it is getting quite hot outside and I wrap what I am working on and travel west on SH 20 to the state park for a hot shower.

Awake, walk into the d-mart for some groceries and find a bag of sprouted rice. Return to the jammer, drive to the w-mart for coffee, com and computer.

The end of this day comes and I retire to the d-mart and get into the horizontal.

Awake, dress in my summer blues, walk the parking lot and then drive to the w-mart for coffee, com, computer and prepare for the meeting soon to begin. Again, this meeting is a shortened version so that we, as a congregation will watch the Saturday morning session of the assembly. There is also an announcement that there will be a zoom meeting a five-thirty this afternoon for a discussion of the assembly.

Then when it begins, even the circuit overseer and his wife joins in. Towoard the end of the zoom meeting, one of the students gets baptised and it is on the meeting. The brothers with the student go out to the ocean water and there do the baptism with everyone on the zoom meeting watching. I am glad to be a part of this,

Awake, drive to the w-mart for coffee, com, and computer. I then drive to a af-mart, fuel up and drive south on IH 5, then east on US 2 back up onto the mountain. I stop at a rest stop along the highway and begin preaching to Enoch, a young man, bearded, arms all tattooed up, who is standing at the rivers edge. He walks up to where I am standing and we converse about Bible topics. He says he is a Christian, that he feels at times he is a prophet for Gods and does not go to any specific church because most of hypocritical.

Our conversation leads to how to study the Bible to get the most out of it and I am able to remember scriptures to quote, most of them from the King James. Enoch tells me that he thinks that I am a very wise person because I know so much of the Bible. I tell him that I am merely a servant and not even worthy to be called wise because so many know so much more than me. I do give him a track on How do you view the Bible?

Then, we say our goodbyes and I leave the rest stop, continue driving east on US 2, then connect to SH 81 and finally IH 90 where I turn west and drive to the state line, where I get off of IH 90 in Post Falls, Idaho, drive to the d-mart but there is a sign stating No Overnight Parking, so I drive into a neighborhood, stealth park and set up for the evening.

Awake, dress in my summer blues, drive to the w-mart for coffee, com and computer. I begin my journal entry for today and because by nine this morning, it is already getting too hot for me, I do not stay much longer. Instead, I drive to the hg-mart in Coeur d′Alene to purchase items for my pantry. Then by eleven today, I pack out, drive north on US 95 through Sandpoint where I connect with the Northern Tier Route and continue on this route to Ponderay, Idaho where I stop at the w-mart for lunch and more key pounding.

I find it much cooler here out of the large city and stay here until the late afternoon. When I do leave, I continue driving north on US 95 to Bonners Ferry, then east on US 2 heading east towards Montana along the Kootenai River, cross the time zone, continue along the Kootenai River until I arrive in Libey, Montana. Here, I depart from the Northern Tier Route as well as the Kootenai river and choose to continue on US 2 through the Kootenai NF which is replete with lakes along the highway. For the reason that I began my travel late in the afternoon, I select this shorter route to Kalispell, Montana where I end up after today′s drive.

However, because I got such a late start today, I end up driving after dark which goes a long way to help eliminate annoying insects from the earth, and I know after this drive, the jammer will be loaded with dead bugs all across the front grill.

Arrive in Kalispell at nearly ten this evening, I go directly to the d-mart and find a place among the herd of parked RVs overnighting here. It does not take me long before I join the herd in that endeavor.

Awake, dress in my fall blues, drive to the w-mart for coffee, com and computer. At this w-mart, the doors are open for customers to walk in for their purchase. Too, the rest rooms are open for customers as well as the seating area outside the shop. I am even able to sit at a table in front of the jammer so that I can plug it into the electrical outlet to charge, after which I return to the jammer to get out of the wind and light drops of rain.

Then I pound keys until the light in the sky fails, after which I drive to the d-mart and park for the evening.

Awake, dress in my fall blues, drive to the w-mart for coffee, com and computer. I am really glad to have the restroom available for my use, which makes life just a little easier in the critical times that this world is currently enduring. I make a cup of Daystart to eat while I drink my cup of hot. I also steep Mela tea and later add essential oils, ones that help build the immune system, so that I have a herbal drink for not only strengthening my immune system but also to fight fungus internally.

In the late afternoon, I receive a text from Gordon telling me that he has left Red Feather Lakes and driven back into town to overnight. I tell him that I am still in Kalispell, and will tie in on the Oak Harbor Zoom meeting here tonight. Then, I connect to the Zoom app and await for the meeting to begin forgetting that I crossed a time zone earlier on Tuesday of this week, so the meeting here will not begin until an hour later than it does there, which is my time at eight-thirty pm. Wow, I will be tired when it is over.

When the meeting ends, I drive to the d-mart and climb into the back of the jammer to get horizontal.

Awake, coffee, com and computer during the early morning. Then, about eight-thirty, I leave out on the Northern Tier route. When I see the gap in the mountain with the jagged peaks between in the distance, I stop for photos of the gap in the mountain, the indicator that I am getting close to the Flathead river and the highway through the Bad Rock canyon which will soon after bring me to Glacier national park. After the highway turns east, I soon arrive at Bad Rock canyon where I stop at the pipe spring road side rest stop and take some more photos.

When I leave there, I follow the Flathead river past the junction with the South fork, continue to Columbia Falls pass the junction with the North fork and continue along the Middle fork to Glacier national park where I turn left into the park and drive to the Apgar picnic area to prepare a pot of Repast. Once the have meal is done, I put some in my sierra cup, then pack everything back into the jammer. However, before I leave, I walk to the shore line of Lake McDonald and stepping one foot into the water, decide that the water is too nice to pass up. So, I walk back to the jammer, grab my towel, a change of clothes and return for a short swim in the water.

After my swim, I drive to Lake McDonald Lodge, walk up to the front entrance and the bell person tells me that only those with reservation are allowed into the lodge. Wow, just one more causality from the pandemic.

Leaving Glacier national park, I continue driving east on US 2 taking photos of the Middle Fork Flathead river and see the trail tracks below where it goes through several tunnels as well as many rafters on the river. I also make a stop at the Goat Lick trestle bridge for several photos here. Next, I stop at the Goat Lick overlook but find that there are no goats here today licking the rocks, but I do take some photos of the river. After that, I leave Goat lick, drive further east on US 2 and when leaving Glacier national park, I enter the Blackfoot Indian Reservation, through which I take several photos. Then, upon arriving in Browning, Wyoming, I turn south on US 89, leaving the Northern Tier Route but still traveling though the lands of the Blackfoot indigenous people.

When I arrive at Choteau, Wyoming, I leave US 89 and turn south on US 287, which highway takes me me through Augusta and then to IH 15 near the Missouri River where I can see Canyon Ferry Lake, but the river is still a distance from me here, so I continue south to IH 15 at Wolf Creek, Wyoming, then south on IH 15 and soon arrive in Helena, Wyoming.

Upon arriving in Helena, Wyoming, I locate a d-mart, find a place to park and settle in for the night.

Awake, look for a w-mart but the two that I find do not have one that is suitable for parking, sipping and getting online. So, instead, I drive to a ff-mart for coffee, then out of town to drive south on US 287 towards Yellowstone. Then, US 287 soon comes upon the Missouri River and I stop by where the river flows into Canyon Ferry Lake for some photos.

After taking photos of a train truss bridge, I continue south on US 287 where the Missouri crosses another bridge built over 100 years ago, the Toston truss bridge, where I stop again to photograph this narrow bridge.

Upon leaving Toston, Montana, I travel south on US 287 only another twenty miles and reach the end of the Missouri river at Three Forks, Montana, or as it is known, the source of the Missouri. However, at the small state park where Lewis and Clark camped during 1805, there are three other rivers that are the headwaters for the Missouri river. These three rivers are the Gallatin, the Jefferson and the Madison rivers.

Driving south further on 287, I drive through Norris, Montana, where there is a hot springs that I have been wanting to stop at, but it will not be this year. I continue south on US 287 through Ennis and then cross the lower Madison river and follow this river for some time until it turns west through the Madison river canyon, which area I call the middle Madison river. Soon, I arrive at Earthquake Lake and photograph some of the features here including Ghost Village. Upon leaving Earthquake lake, I continue east on US 287 past Hebgen Lake to US 191 and turn right heading south, but still on US 287.

Soon after, I arrive in West Yellowstone where turn left and continue on US 287 along the Madison River, now in Yellowstone park. When I arrive at Madison Junction, I turn right cross the Gibbon River and continue on US 287 along the Firehole River, to Nez Pierce Creek where I take a couple photos of the bridge over the creek, past the Grand Prismatic Spring, past the Fairy Falls trail, past the Old Faithful Inn (still closed), drive over the continental divide, past Yellowstone Lake, past Lewis Lake, then out of Yellowstone park at the south gate, continue into John D, Rockefeller, Jr Memorial parkway, cross the Snake River, and enter the Grand Teton national park where I stop for a few photos of the Grand Teton mountains.

Soon I am driving again and upon arriving at Moran, Wyoming, I depart US 191, continue southeast on US 287 but also east on US 26 and begin following the Buffalo Fork Snake River, an incredibly scenic twenty miles of meandering river, up to the continental divide at Togwotee Pass and all along with rear views of the Tetons.

As I continue southeast on US 287, I come into the Wind River Reservation and soon pass Burris, Wyoming, the location where I was to watch the 2017 Total Eclipse of the sun. Not long after driving through the reservation, I depart from US 26, continue southeast on US 287 to Lander and drive through town looking for a place to overnight. I eventually park on a side lot of a g-mart but also in front of a large motel. It is very quite here and even somewhat dark from the overhanging trees.

It has been a long day of travel for me, over a very familiar route, along many places that have become well know to this wayfarer, an it is an hours after sunset when I put the jammer into the parking lot to park.

Awake, dress in my summer blues, drive to the ff-mart for coffee, then, drive south out of town on US 287 and in about eight miles, when US 287 turns left, I take the highway directly ahead, SR 28 for thirty-nine miles and arrive at South Pass on the continental divide and then continue on SR 28 down the west side of the divide another thirty-five miles to Farson, Wyoming where I turn south on US 191, drive to IH 80, then south one exit and drive into the w-mart so that I can join the zoom meeting today.

While I am waiting for the meeting to begin, I begin making my herb tea with the several essential oils that I have been putting in the tea. When I stand up to access the cabinet I am sitting on, I knock over the tea and it spills right onto the keyboard of my computer. I immediately turn the computer over to dump the liquid off of it, then turn it off and wipe it down with paper napkins. I also shake the computer to remove any water still remaining trapped in the crevices, shaking for several minutes until nothing else drops out. Next, I lean the computer against the window vertical side so that the sun can help dry it even more.

Meanwhile, the zoom meeting is about to begin, so I use my phone to connect and because now I am hot and sweaty, I connect without video, only audio. The meeting is another shortened version, designed so after the Watchtower study, we can all then watch the Saturday afternoon session of the Regional convention.

It is much too hot for me during the mid-day here in Rock Springs, so I go inside the d-mart and spend a couple hours staying cool. I finally come back to the jammer, drive back to the w-mart and get connected again.

Awake, drive to the w-mart for coffee, com and a cup of Daystart. I begin my journal entry for not only this morning, but the last couple of days because I have been doing so much driving. When, I become caught up, I leave for Saratoga Hot Springs, which leaving does not happen until just after midday.

I drive out to IH 15, turn west and and begin my drive to Saratoga and upon arriving, find the hot spring pools open but the changing rooms and showers still closed. Nevertheless, I still grab my day pack, stuff it with my towel, camera and a change of clothes, walk to the hot spring and get into the hot water. I only stay for about a half an hour, then walk back to the jammer, rinse off with bottled spring water, dry off, put on the change of clean clothes and then put my gear away.

Upon leaving the hot spring, I drive south on SR 130, turn left where SR 230 continues straight south and follow SR 130 up into the Medicine Bow National Forest towards Snowy Pass. Just before I arrive at Snowy Pass, a good long time friend calls, the one from the location where I did some concrete work on the bridges over Lowery Creek. I pull over to talk with him because it has been several months since we last talked and we both update each other on what is going on currently in our lives.

After I tell him I am driving up onto the mountain to camp in the national forest, he asks. Is your life stress free? This is the first time that anybody has asked me this question and my immediate answer is, No, I have too much stuff. Just before the sun sets and I tell him that I need to go so that, before it gets dark, I may find a forest service road where I can pull over and camp for the night.

As the sun continues to drop to the horizon and the sunglow fades forthwith, I continue upward onto the mountain, and soon come to a road that is marked NF-103 on my GPS, so, I turn left onto the road and just past the NF entrance sign stating 16 days camping limit, I pull over into the first place to camp. I get out, walk up to the forest edge and find a fire pit with a large stack of logs that I could use for a fire if I wanted one. Because it is hastily turning dark, I grab my camera and take photos of the jammer in the fading light, the quickly fading sunglow and then the bright blueglow at the end of this day.

I then turn on the computer to finish today′s journal entry and immediately, methinks, What things in my Burden are not of the need, but are of the want? I pounder for a time about this question and decide that I must needs go through my possessions once again to again make light my Burden. Yes, I have a great desire to reduce the stress even further in my life and I know for a certainty that reducing the amount of things one possesses will help to accomplish this and I must needs pray to Jehovah for help in this matter.

The sun sets at about eight this evening and after setting up my site, the evenglow begins to fade quickly.

Awake, dress in my fall blues, step outside and walk into the forest to find a place to dig a latrine and then leave a half roll of paper there on a branch. I then walk back to the jammer and begin setting up my camp. I am only about twenty yards from the FS road

There is a multitude of trucks pulling trailers loaded with off-road-vehicles driving pass me on the NR road stirring up large amounts of dust that is coating the jammer and even the inside when I have the windows open. The road goes back in for many miles to many of the hundreds of lakes in this national forest. However, the road is a dirt road with many large rock and potholes, so this jammer is not going any further in at this time. Too, during midday, there are a hoard of flies about the jammer. I step outside to walk around and see that the insect road kill on the front bumper is the main attraction. I get out my wash bucket, put a cup of water in it, grab my brush and scrub off the road kill.

At six, when the air outside is much cooler, I set up my cook pot to make a pot of rice, quinoa, onions, and herbs but no vegetable because I have run completely out of fresh vegetables. The next time I drive into town, vegetables are definitely on my list.

After the sun closes on the top of the trees, the temperature starts to drop rapidly and then the flies leave but the mosquitoes show up, so, I close the windows to stop their entry into the jammer. At sunset, the sky is beset with thick dark clouds which eliminates any photo worthy opportunities, so I button up the jammer and prepare for the evening. I read for a while in the book of Exodus and I hear on the roof the sound of a brief light rain, so, I open a window to confirm and yes, there is some precipitation.

Awake to a very cold morning, I had to use a second blanket last night to keep warm. I arise immediately, dress in my fall blues and take a short walk to warm up my cold, stiff bones. Then I return to the jammer to pound keys and await for the day to warm up. When the sun begins to shine through the trees, the temperature rises above forty degrees and by nine it is fifty degrees and keeps increasing by ten degrees each hour. Yes, it does not take long to warm up in the morning here. At nine, I step outside to put a pot of water on to boil and then make a cup of Daystart, a cup of coffee and a cup of tea for my essential oil drink mixture.

I then sip on the coffee while I clean up the office, sweeping the floor, and tidying up. Then, I put away the cook pot and stove after which, I close up the jammer for some time in my office pounding keys. For lunch, I have left over cook pot and I make a quart of coconut milk with one of the coconut cream cans that I had purchased, and it turns out good.

Then as the sun is setting, some dark cloud comes from the west and it begins to rain lightly again, much like it did last night, only earlier tonight. So I step out of the jammer and begin putting away the solar panels, wiping them dry before storing them in the box. I put the one panel back on my dash. I will use the one on the dash tomorrow when I go into town for the midweek meeting tomorrow evening.

I then play some solitaire after which I read for a time and then turn of the electronics amd get into the horizontal.

Awake to a second day of very cold temperature and this morning, while still wrapped in my blanket, turn on the jammer engine to warm the inside and in just about ten minutes the inside temperature reaches fifty degrees while the outside remains at thirty-five. I then dress in my fall blues and turn on the computer to begin today′s journal entry. When the inside rises to fifty-five, I turn off the heater and soon after the engine.

At eight this morning, the outside temperature reaches the inside temperature and I step out of the jammer and begin preparing my meal and while I am waiting for that to finish, I start a fire to burn the remaining trash that I have gathered. When I have cleaned up the kitchen and put it away, I climb back into the jammer to eat and pound keys for a short time longer. I take one more walk to the fire pit, stir the ashes again to make sure it is out, even sprinkle a little water on it.

Before the sun rises above the forest, before the heat of the day comes upon the campsite, and before the flies begin there annoyance, this wayfarer has begun the journey on and will drive down off the mountain to restock the fresh food pantry and tonight join the mid-week meeting.

The area that I drive through to arrive in Laramie is very smoky, most likely from the fires in the Colorado Rocky Mountain near where Gordon is at. I arrive at the w-mart, park, go inside to buy a sandwich and find that there is limited seating inside the shop. Also, the rest rooms are open to the public. What else could I as for. I purchase my sandwich, set in on an open table and go back out for my computer. Then, I sit at the table and pound keys while I await the meeting to begin. This is the first time that I have sat in

Since I have crossed a time zone in my journey from the Island, I get to watch the meeting, albeit live, at one hour later, my time. So, at eight-thirty this evening the meeting begins and by the time it has completed, I am totally wasted and leave the zoom app right away, drive to the d-mart, park, climb into the back and get into the horizontal.

Awake, drive to the w-mart, park, grab my computer bag, walk inside and set up at one of the tables. Once the computer is turned on and connected to the internet, I walk up to the counter and order a large cup of hot. Then, with coffee in hand, I return the table and begin working on my photos and files, updating many of the photo galleries. I spend the entire day here inside to keep out of the heat and smoke from the fires in Colorado.

When the sun sets, I pack out, drive to the d-mart and retire for the evening.

Awake, put on my fall blues, not because it is cold outside but because I will be inside of the w-mart today again and there are some annoying flies inside the store. Then, I drive to the w-mart, take with me my computer bag, walk inside and set up the computer. After I am connected to the internet, I get in line to purchase a cup of coffee. Finally, I return to my office and begin my work of updating the website, which work continues all day and into the evening.

At seven this evening, I pack out and drive to the dollar store to purchase two packages of paper napkins, something that I have come to rely upon not to wipe my hands each time I use my disinfectant on them. I then drive to the d-mart, locate a parking space close to the store to get online but the internet from the store is not working. Nevertheless, I turn on my computer and watch the remaining talks from the Saturday morning convention.

Then, at ten-thirty, I move to the outer edge of the parking lot and prepare for sleep.

Awake early and lie here awaiting the alarm to go off, rising when it sounds, dress in my fall blues and drive to the w-mart for coffee, com and computer. Then, at ten this morning, I go outside to the jammer to put on a tie and then return back to my office to use the Zoom app to connect to the meeting.

Then, the Zoom app opens and there is a mix of the voices of friends, speaking greetings to one another, with more voices being added with each passing minute. Soon, the chairman is the only one speaking to start this meeting and we are underway to discuss an abbreviated study of the Watchtower. After this study has been completed, we are dismissed to use our personal JW Library app to watch the morning session of the 2020 Regional Convention of Jehovah′s Witnesses

This session consists of two videos, both of which I had already downloaded to my computer in preparations for today, so I go directly to the JW Library app and start the first video. Wow, what a fine collection of spiritual food in then nearly two and half hours of talks and video provided. What did I learn? One thing that really stuck with me, is that it is the Blessings of Jehovah that makes us Rich and it is these treasures that we must need strive after. (Isaiah 65:23)

An hour later, the Zoom app resumes and the congregation then discusses what they each gleaned from the Sunday morning session of this Regional Convention. This review is only attended by a dozen of the friends but it is still encouraging. After it is over, I resume pounding keys on my computer until about seven when, I pack out and drive to the w-mart for the evening.

Awake, walk into the d-mart to go to the mens room, then back out to the jammer, start the engine and drive east out of Laramie, then east on IH 90 to Cheyenne, Wyoming, then north on IH 25 to exit 12 where I get off and drive to the hf-grocery to restock my pantry with vegetables. The drive east on Ih 90 was very smoky and all this smoke has been detrimental to my sinuses. It was suggested that when I do drive this route that I stop and view the Vedauwoo rocks bur because the smoke is so bad, I choose not to stop.

After my stop at the hg-mart, I drive east out of Cheyenne on SH 210 which travels east to Laramie some miles north of IH 90 but this route is not any less smoky to drive. Arriving in Laramie, I drive to the w-mart, park, grab my computer bag and go inside to find a place to pound keys, working on the Riverways gallery the rest of the day.

By eight this evening, I am tired, so I pack out, drive to the d-mart and take up my place for the evening.

Awake early, drive to the w-mart, walk inside with my computer bag and set it out on a table, then walk up to the counter to purchase my cup of coffee and the barista asks me, Do you want your regular? to which I reply, I have not been coming here that long and you know my regular? She tells me what she thinks it is and I tell her, Yep, that is my regular. I take my large black coffee to my table and begin work on updating the several pages with more of my photos taken during the previous week of travel.

Later, I walk out to the jammer, prepare a salad, add oil and apple cider vinegar, walk back inside the w-mart and eat my salad while pounding keys. In the early afternoon, the sky fill up with unusually dark clouds, the wind begins to blow and then it begins to rain, not heavy but a tumultuous drizzle because of the high wind. It has been so smoky since arriving here, maybe this will clear the air.

At seven this evening, I pack out and drive to the d-mart for the night.

Awake, drive to the w-mart for coffee, com and computer. After the rain yesterday, both the sky and the air are much better that the smoke that has been tormenting my sinuses ever since I arrived here on Day 730 TG a week ago.

Once I begin pounding keys this morning, and go right to work with the cropping and uploading of photos and creating pages to host the new photos. While here in the w-mart, I checked the weather and found that the temperatures during the upcoming week are going to drop into the low forties with this Sunday morning dropping into the high thirties. So, all indications are for me to get out of town and begin my migration south to the warmer winter states. I have looked at the map and checked the available hot springs and it looks like my route may take me first to southern Colorado, but that is still undecided.

At three this afternoon, I drive to the bank and withdraw some money for the travel, after which I return to the w-mart for some solitaire. Then, at sunset, I pack out and leave for the d-mart and there is actually color in the sky with the sun setting, in fact, the air is very clear and even smells good tonight, no longer having the smell of burning brake shoes like it has had all week.

Awake early, dress, drive to a ff-mart for coffee and then drive out of Laramie, south on US 287, into Colorado, through Fort Collins, to Loveland where I stop at the w-mart to call Gordon to tell him that I am heading south today. He wished me a safe trip and then I leave there. head west on US 34 to IH 25 and then south to Denver, right on IH 76, to IH 70 and east to SH 470 where I turn south to connect with US 285. There is a major wreck at the intersection and I have to take a short detour but soon enough, I am heading south on US 285, up over Indian Hills, climbing up to several summits over nine thousand feet, one over ten thousand, and then spend most of the drive south still above seven thousand feet.

The drive south on US 285 is quite a long one and takes most all day, arriving in Del Norte, Colorado in the early afternoon. Here in Del Norte, I continue east on US 160 over the continental divide at Wolf Creek and then down to Pagosa Springs, Colorado where I look for a w-mart that I can connect to the internet and listen in to the meeting tonight. However, there is not a stand alone w-mart, but only on inside of a g-mart, which does not allow me to get connected to the internet.

So, I decide to drive further on US 160 to Durango, another one hour drive and then find a w-mart where I can park outside and connect to the internet. Then, I wait for the meeting to begin and enjoy it. Afterwards, I look for a location so that I can overnight.

All together, I drove nearly five hundred miles today, a long day of driving for me, longer than I really like to do. Methinks that I will slow down during the next few days, even though a priority is to get into some hot water, be it a hot springs or a hot shower, it is time for me to get into some hot water.

Awake, dress, drive to a af-mart to fill my gas tank, and next drive out of town heading west on US 160, up over a ridge and then and finally down to the entrance to Mesa Verde national park. I show my park pass to the drive through kiosk and then drive the park access road up onto the Mesa and stop at Morefield campground.

Once I arrive at Morefield campground, I go directly into the village park in front of the laundry and shower building and find that it has changed somewhat. Now, there is a rope barricade with a sign stating that showers for non-campers are $2.50 a person. There are also attendants near the entrance monitoring access to the showers. Too, due to the pandemic, all shower are locked and after each use are sanitized. I really do not mind paying for the shower and two and a half dollars is not unreasonable for clean hot water. I grab my shower bag and towel, pay the shower fee and then get into the hot water.

After my shower, I put away my shower bag, then grab my laundry bag and detergent and walk into the laundry room. There I also set up my computer while my laundry is going through the washing and then dryer machines. The WiFi here is very weak and I am not able to connect. After I finish and put away my laundry, I pack out and drive to the Knife Edge

Awake, dress, drive to the d-mart, go inside for the mens room, then back out to the jammer to drive to the w-mart for coffee, com and computer. Today, I work on the photo gallery in the Earth′s Waterways, endeavoring to update as many pages as I can.

The day is very hot here in southern Colorado, rising into the mid to high eighties during the day and not cooling off until well after the sun sets. I stop work at seven, drive to the d-mart to park for another night.

Awake, dress, drive to the d-mart, go inside for the mens room, then back out to the jammer to drive to the w-mart for coffee, com and computer. It is another hot day and to survive the mid day, I put up all of my sun screens, open all the windows and hope for wind.

It rains in the afternoon, which although cools the day, also increases the humidity. At seven, the heat of the day finally begins to dissipate and soon after, I drive to the d-mart for the night.

Like it has been since I arrived here in southern Colorado, it is a warm night again this night and hard to get to sleep.

Methinks, I will drive tomorrow up into the mountains to sleep.

Awake, drive to the w-mart for coffee, com and computer. At about three this afternoon, I pack out to head up towards the continental divide were the temperature is no where near as hot as it is in Durango. Beside, the people here just do not seem to be friendly. I drive east on US 160 to Pagosa Springs, stop at Hippy Dip Hot Springs for some hot water and talk with some of those there. Knowing that the d-mart does not allow overnighting, I continue south on US 84 and along this highway, see Navajo Peak to the north, a peak that I have seen before. I continue across the state line on US 84 to Chama, New Mexico, where I stop for fuel. Then, with the sunset already past, I drive north on SH 17 along the Cumbres & Toltec Railroad back across into Colorado, into the Rio Grande national forest and stop at the first forest road.

Already, the temperature is cool enough to sleep and it is not even nine p.m. this evening yet. I climb into the back and in the dark that belongs to most national forest, the quietness lulls me to sleep.

The temperature this morning is so just right, I rise, dress in my fall blues, start the jammer engine and drive north on SH 17 to where it meets with US 285 in Antonito, then north on US 285 to Alamosa, Colorado where I turn left on US 160, drive one block and pull into the w-mart for coffee. Once I park and walk inside, I see that the w-mart is open for inside dining with an open rest room as well. I buy my coffee, set it down of a table, then walk back out to the jammer to get my computer bag and go inside to check my com and pound keys on my computer.

I remain inside where the air conditioning keeps me comfortable, while outside it rises into the mid eighties. Here, the night time temperatures will be in the mid forties and both will last all week, but beginning next Tuesday, every thing changes to the very cold. So, I will not stay any longer than Monday when I move south to the next spot in my migration. Too, the radar shows that all the rain is in the states to the east of me, not in New Mexico or western Texas. Hopefully, when I do leave southern Colorado, I will move south into first, New Mexico and then western Texas, but doing so slowly so as to not encroach upon any hot areas.

At eight-thirty this evening, I pack out of the w-mart, drive west on US 160 to the west end of town and locate the d-mart, find a parking space and prepare for my evening sleep. It is much cooler here than it was in Durango

Awake during sunglow, drive to the w-mart for coffee, com and computer. The temperature has been perfect since coming here and I really enjoy my stay. Too, the baristas at the w-mart are the best making me feel very comfortable during my key pounding. This is only the second w-mart that has been open like this since everything went COVID-19 back in early March. I have looked at what the experts say about this pandemic and find that they think that this coronavirus will be with the human race from now on, only at best, when more people have some type of immunity to it, will become another common cold.

There has been twenty-six million people who have been diagnosed with this virus but only eight hundred and seventy-two thousand who have died from it, making the percentage that have died during this pandemic less than four percent. The daily new cases has reached a plateau and the number of deaths peaked in late April, but came down a low in early June but rose a little in late July and now beginning to drop again. Worldwide, there are now twelve countries that have no active cases of the coronavirus. (For more about this, please see The Methinks on COVID-19)

I so look forward to the promised paradise.

At seven-thirty, I pack out to the jammer and set up for the zoom meeting which will begin in one hour.

Awake, dress in my fall blues, drive to the w-mart during which, I espy the moon near full but waning over the western horizon. I walk inside with my computer and take a seat at my regular table, the one with an outlet just underneath. After I purchase a cup of coffee, I check my com and resume pounding keys while I await for those areas south of here to cool off so I can continue my migration to my winter hiatus.

The w-mart here in Alamosa, Colorado is one of the friendliest stores that I have been to in years. The partners are constantly asking me, Can I get you something else, some water? This ia a relatively new store and everything is clean, no, spotless. I will make it a point to return here again when I drive through the area.

At eight this evening, I pack out and head for the barn, or is it the d-mart.

Awake, dress, drive to the w-mart, walk inside carrying my computer bag, set the computer up at my office desk and then walk up to the counter to purchase my first cup of hot. Then, I sit down, check my com, after which I beg pounding keys and keep it up until about seven in the evening.

I then pack out, drive to the d-mart, find a place to overnight and prepare for the evening.

Awake, dress in my fall blues, drive to the w-mart, walk inside and stop up my computer, then step up to the counter and purchase a cup of coffee. I walk back to my desk and begin pounding keys. Then at nine this morning, I put away the website work and begin the pre-study for the meeting today. Wow, is this a good study, methinks, it was directed right to me. I will need to pray about this because, I have something that I must change in my daily activities so that I may please my heavenly father, Jehovah. Then, at ten-thirty, I connect to the Oak Harbor Congregation with Zoom and soon, I am listening to brother Smith, a local brother there give a talk about family happiness, how to obtain it.

Then, the congregation studies the Watchtower and the theme scripture is Romans 12:3 which states: For I say, through the grace given unto me, to every man that is among you, not to think of himself more highly than he ought to think; but to think soberly, according as God hath dealt to every man the measure of faith. For those who do not read Old English, this text tells Christians that we each should not think more of himself than it is necessary to think. Then, in the first paragraph, the read scripture is Philippians 2:3 which states: Let nothing be done through strife or vainglory; but in lowliness of mind let each esteem other better than themselves. Again, in plain English, it tells Christians to not be egotistical but be humble and consider others superior to yourself.

These commands, I have striven to apply in my life for many years, however, the study has helped me to see an area where I have been lacking, particularly when using social media. The study article thus helps me to see that by creating post with photos of all the places that I have been frequenting, others who view those photos might conclude that by comparison, his or her life is dull. Then, the next read scripture is 1 Peter 3:8, stating, in part, that a Christian should be of one mind, or have unity of mind others in the congregation, and express to the brothers, fellow feelings, brotherly affection, tender compassion and humility.

So this study has helped me to recognize that instead of showing humility, by creating posts as I have been doing, I have been saying, "Look at me!" even implying that I am better than they are, which attitude is in reality, a means of bragging and totally contrary to humility and fellow feeling that these verses encourages me to cultivate. Again, I am so thankful to have been made away of the false steps that I have been taking and will make immediate changes in my social media posts.

At eight this evening, I pact out and head to the d-mart.

Awake, dress, step outside to take my accumulated garbage to the trash receptacle, then I start the jammer engine and drive to the w-mart for one more cup of coffee in this, the best w-mart that I have been to all year. Not only is it open for dine-in but there is one restroom provided for customers. I am planning to leave Colorado later today, so as to get ahead of the cold front that is forecast to arrive tonight. This front will bring with it rain and below freezing night time temperatures for the next couple of days and then for the next ten days, much colder temperatures, both daytime and at night.

No, this snowbird will not stay here in Alamosa with cold temperatures in the near future, instead, I will cross back over Cumbres Pass and drive down into northern New Mexico well ahead of this cold front.

At eleven this morning, I pack out and resume my journey south on US 285, then SH 17 drive over Cumbres Pass, stop for a couple photos of the train station, and then down along the Chama river continuing on SH 17 to Charma, New Mexico then south on US 84 almost all the way to Espanola, but I take the SH 74 cut off near the Yungue Owingeh Bridge over the Rio Grande river and stop again for photos here.

Returning to my east bound travel on SH 74, I soon after arrive at SH 68, turn south and in another mile arrive at the w-mart where I park, go inside and check it out. This store is only open for grab and go service, there is not dine in nor restroom available. I get a large ice water and a chocolate brownie, then I return to the jammer and set up to pound keys inside at the jammer desk. It is a hot day but I know that the temperature will drop later and it should be cool tonight, at least cool enough for me to sleep. I watch the sun set in a very heavy haze and surmise that there must be a fire here in New Mexico near by. At seven-thirty, I pack out, drive to the d-mart and set up for the night.

There seems to be a lot of people who come to the d-mart parking lot to talk to their friends, show off their cars, and rev their engines. What an annoying behavior!

Awake, dress in my fall blues, drive to the w-mart, which is in the adjacent parking lot and there is no need to drive on the highway to get there.

I continue here until the afternoon when a windstorm blows through which has winds up to seventy miles an hour. I had to keep wiping the sand from all the surfaces until about six pm when it begins to rain and I close the windows. Also, the temperature begins to drop rapidly and I turn on the jammer engine to run the heater and warm up my living space. Then, after only thirty minutes, I have to remove my long trousers, leaving only my summer blues, to endure the warmth inside the jammer, but in a few minutes later, I must turn the heater off.

I continue pounding keys into the afternoon, mostly just playing solitaire until it becomes dark outside.

After I put away my computer, I drive to the d-mart and set up for the night.

Awake, dress in my fall blues, drive to the w-mart for coffee, com and computer. The storm that blew in last night with the rain has continued eastward out of this area but the cold has remained and will stay for the next week or so, as will I most likely. It is a cold day, all day long, I get out a blanket and wrap myself up in it to stay warm.

At six this evening, it begins to rain, which only makes it colder to me. I drive across the street to get a polish sausage sandwich but find the restaurant shut down and boarded up. So, instead, I drive to the taco restaurant and purchase three chicken quesidillas to eat instead. Then, I drive to the d-mart to eat and park for the night.

I have noticed that a upper left tooth is beginning to show signs of infection again and begin rubbing tea tree oil on it.

Awake, dress in my fall blues, drive to the w-mart, walk inside for coffee and Jen (I see her name tag) says to me, "Hello Thom, weren′s you here last fall?" to which I answer her, ":Yes, I drive through here at least twice a year.": Jen then asks me, "Have you been able to get to the meetings?", which question tells me that Jen is my sister, one of Jehovah′s Witnesses, to which I respond, "Yes, I am connecting on Zoom."

Then George, (his name is also on his uniform) hands me my order, a large black coffee and large cup of hot water, so I greet the baristas good bye, walk out to the jammer and begin preparing my Daystart. Once I have poured hot water into my Daystart, I use the remaining water to make a cup of Mela-tea, to make my herbal drink later today.

Then, I enjoy my Daystart while sipping my cup of coffee, after which, I resume my key pounding until the sun sets which is now shortly after seven pm. Too, the daylight hours are about twelve hours and one half hours long, but this will change on 22 September, which is the fall equinox when the daylight and night reach the point when they are equal in length.

Then, I turn on the Zoom app, connect to the Oak Harbor congregation meeting and begin waiting for it to begin. It is a late start when it does begin, and soon, the meeting has begun. I participate several times and when the meeting is over, I leave the connection, drive to the d-mart and get into the horizontal for the night.

However, a tooth, which has been giving me trouble, keeps me from acquiring sleep and I need to get out a cotton swab saturated with tea tree oil to hold on my tooth to get enough relief to sleep.

Upon awaking, I walk inside the d-mart to purchase some fruit, apples, avocados, and blueberries. Then, I drive to the w-mart for my cup of coffee, cup of hot water and make hot tea with the water. I am still having some pain in the tooth and will continue to rub tea tree oil on it today.

Wow, I feel so weak because of this tooth ache and hope to remove the infection soon. Tomorrow, methinks I must needs get out the rare tea tree oil to combat this one. At six-thirty, I pack out and drive to the d-mart for the evening, feeling totally exhausted.

Awake, feeling much better this morning as the tooth ache has diminished substantially. I dump my trash, start the jammer and drive to the w-mart, park, walk inside for a cup of hot and the return to the jammer to prepare my Daystart, using fresh blueberries to sweeten the cup.

A sister from my congregation in Oak Harbor, has been sharing with me some verses together with comments, apparently found as comments in the publications, and today, I replied to this shared verse, Isaiah 11:6=9 the following

My computer has been acting up, making it hard to type on the keyboard. Later, when the temperature dropped below ninety degrees and the keyboard became available again, I commented.

What I was thinking earlier is that as we become closer to the paradise, the world and it's wickedness is at the time described in the Bible when it says 'wicked men and imposters will advance from bad to worse.' (2 Timothy 3:13)

In my travel, I do so see this happening, almost to the point that it is becoming extremely unsafe. In fact, the days here in the US now make me feel very much like I did when I was in Mexico during my travel there in 2009 and 2010. When I was commenting in my journal, I described it then as my being always guarded and never allowing myself to let down my constant alertness of my surrounding. When I came back to the US, methought then, now I can turn off the intense vigilance that I had to maintain in Mexico.

Time has pass and the days have become even more wicked and now, I have resumed the same vigilance here in the US, only now, it seems to be more so due to the increased wickedness. Yes, it is only the scriptures in the Bible, like Isaiah 11:6-9 that keep me aware that soon there will be an end to all this wickedness and 'critical times hard to deal' with. (2 Timothy 3:1)

Yes, the Bible serves that purpose, in that it encourages me to continue to be so ever vigilant, knowing that the end of this pitiful wicked system is just around the corner.

As the afternoon continues along toward the night, the temperature slowly begins to drop and it becomes more tolerable for me. I plan on staying here one more day, so that I may connect to the weekend meeting and then I will I leave out of this city to the east looking for a national forest to do some dispersed camping in.

Awake, step outside to walk around the jammer and then drive to the w-mart. After I park, I walk inside for a cup of coffee and a cup of hot water. Then, I walk back out to the jammer, open the tail gate, prepare my Daystart and then climb inside to sip on my coffee and eat my breakfast. I then study for the meeting while waiting for the weekend meeting to begin and then, at ten-thirty, the zoom app opens up and there is a large group of the friends all saying Hello to each other, so, I turn on my video and wave.

After the meeting ends, I drive out of town, south on SH 30, then east on SH 4, through Los Alamos National Laboratory, pass the road to Bandelier NM, and continue west on SH 4 until I reach the dirt road on the right called American Spring Road. I turn on to the dirt road and find there are quite a few others overnighters here in this Santa Fe national forest dispersed camping, arriving at three this afternoon.

I select the first open spot, open up the sliding door, set out two of my solar panels, connect the panels to the control box and then resume pounding keys inside the jammer at my small office. I then decide to take a nap and sleep for about two hours, after which I get up and walk around the jammer to feel the air.

It is notably cooler here that it was in town during the mid-day and so much to my liking that I could spend several days here because of this temperature difference but the deciding factor will come tomorrow morning after I have slept here. If it does not get too cold, then, after the weekend warriors leave tomorrow, I will look for a better location to overnight, one a bit further from the highway, but having a shady spot yet still with enough sun to power my solar panels and keep my battery charged.

I have decided to forego cooking this evening, especially since I had eaten plenty in town and just continue to put tea tree oil on my tooth infection, which, this morning is the best it has been since it flared up five days ago. I have used most all of my rare tea tree oil and must replace it by calling my brother John in Oak Harbor. When I do, I will asked to purchase several of the small .2 ounce bottles instead of my normal order of one bottle. This way, I will have enough to share if an opportunity comes about.

On another topic, while driving here, I recognized the route, having driven it at least once before, but that was quite some time back. I drove right pass Los Alamos, New Mexico where there is a w-mart, af-mart, and g-mart, but no d-mart. This is almost all that I would need to make Los Alamos a place to resupply during an extended stay of dispersed camping in a national forest. Still, it is nearly as good as Espanola, New Mexico, because from both, to go to a hg-mart, I still would have to travel to Santa Fe for my purchases, but that can be done once every three to four weeks while I purchase most fresh foods weekly in the smaller community at a g-mart or d-mart.

The sun has just set for this day, I take from my pantry a can of salmon, open it and have the fish for my supper, nothing more, except for water to drink.

Awake to a very pleasant morning, comfortable both in temperature and in the lack of crazies that are overflowing in the cities. Rising, I dress in my fall blues, step outside, and walk down the dirt roadway to check out this dispersed camping location. I walk back a thousand yards and see that the road continues much further and determine that there is not too many ideal places to overnight and decide just to stay where I am for now and return to the jammer. I then open the rear lift door and begin my morning meal preparations. I have a cup of coffee with my Daystart, then I prepare a glass of my tea and essential oil drink and take my immune system supplements. Since I used my large pot to boil water, there is enough to use to take a bucket bath, well, at least the upper half including shampooing my hair. Finally, I climb into the jammer to eat my breakfast and to begin my journal entry for today.

Feeling much better being clean, I watch the day begin to lighten up as well as warm up, reaching sixty degrees by ten this morning. I stay inside the jammer and work on my website, updating more files. At eleven, one of the weekend warriors pulls out leaving a very nice space but I am not ready to move just yet. After a couple of hours, I decide to make the move, I step outside, pick up my three solar panels and put them on my bed, put my trash container back into the jammer and then make the more. Immediately, I like the location much better and set up my solar panels facing the sun, now to the south of me. A time later, a full size white van pulls in to a space not far from where I am and when he gets out to walk to the information kiosk, I ask him Where are you from? to which he replies, Texas and I ask him What part? When he says Houston, I tell him That is where I grew up, on the south east side. A conversation ensues and after a time, I ask Are you a Bible reader? to which he says no, but I am a believer. It is then that the conversation switches to Bible topics and I discover that Brian does not like religion, has several questions. One question is what is the difference between Jehohvah′s Witnesses and other religions?

This question allows me to show him the video What Happens at a Kingdom Hall? after which further discussion continues, then he goes back to his camp to prepare supper, as do I here at the jammer. After we each eat, he returns and we talk on a variety of topics until it becomes dark.

Later, he walks back to his camp and I turn on the jammer engine to charge my battery and turn on the interior light so that I can do dishes and clean up my campsite.

Finally, I climb into the jammer make my bed and get horizontal for the night. I look at the time on my phone and see that it is after eleven this evening.

Sleep late this morning, rise, dress in my summer blues, walk to the latrine, and then after washing my hands, begin my morning meal preparations. Later, I walk to say hello to Brian and look inside his van to see how he has built it into a camper. Not bad, needs more storage containers, but he says that it works well for him. I return to the jammer to finish my meal and pound keys for a time.

Later, for supper, I have a almond butter and blueberry sandwich on the two end of a loaf of sprouted bread. After dark, I visit Brian one more time and we talk until after dark, at which time, I return to the jammer and get ready for my horizontal time.

Awake, dress in summer blues, step outside, open up the rear lift gate and get out my stove to heat water for a bucket bath. I brought eight gallons of water and now I have two left, which works out good because I have one more supper tonight and then my morning meal in the morning. There should be just enough for both meals. After my bath, I then boil water for my Daystart, a cup of coffee and a cup of tea. Once, I have put away my kitchen and cleaned up my campsite, I climb into the jammer to eat my meal and pound keys.

At six-thirty this evening, with the sun below the top of the trees, I step outside and put away the solar panels, and ready the jammer for leaving in the morning. Then I climb back into the jammer, turn on the engine and sit at my desk for a while longer and pound keys. Finally, when it is totally dark outside, I turn the computer off, get into the horizontal and read in the Bible until I am ready for sleep.

Awake, dress in summer blues, start the jammer and turn on the power inverter for light and to charge my electronic devices. I turn the computer on and begin today′s journal entry, but I do not get out my stove to heat water because I will drive into town soon. When the light of day has arrived, I then pull forward, stop the jammer, get out and check out the area for trash and other items. Once I have cleaned the campsite, I get back into the jammer and drive to Los Alamos, to the w-mart and find out that there is no WiFi outside, which I suspected because of the way the store is built. I decide to drive to Espanola, NM to connect to the WiFi there for the meeting today.

Once the meeting is over, I then park in the d-mart for the night and again have to put up with all the crazies who live in this town and come to the d-mart every night to rev their engines. It is very annoying, to say the least. I climb into the back and get into the horizontal.

Awake, dress in my summer blues, drive to the a-mart and fill up my gas tank for $1.80 per gallon. Wow, I have not seen it this cheap since I was in Texas last winter, and I can only imagine how inexpensive gas will be in Texas this winter. Then, I drive south on US 285 out of Espanola, to Santa Fe, NM and stop at the hg-mart to purchase fresh vegetables, some herb powders for my new MRP mix and other food items for my pantry. I spend most of the day, searching out the different hg-marts and find that some of these hg-marts have two locations here in Santa Fe.

This worked out really well because at one, they were out of a couple of the items and when I visited the second location, I found all the rest of my list of items. When I finish shopping, I drive to the d-mart and find that it has signs posted, No Overnight Camping, so I leave there and drive to a hw-mart and park along the outer edge of the parking lot, go inside to use the mens room and then return to the jammer for the night.

I read for a while and watch a couple of videos before I close my eyes

Awake, dress in my summer blues, walk inside to use the mens room and then return to the jammer. I open up the rear lift gate, get out my stove and boil water for coffee and Daystart. When the meal is ready, I put up my kitchen, climb inside and connect to the internet to check my com while I have my morning meal.

Then, I begin working on my birding gallery, and by the end of the day, I have completed the Landbirds: The Aerialst, revising all the pages with the latest updates. Later, I will work on the next

After a tough night fighting my stomach problem, waking up several times, I finally overcome this bout and return to sleep at about five this morning. Then, at eight, I arise, dress in my summer blues and instead of making my own coffee, drive to the w-mart to purchase a cup of hot park in the only shady space and then sit in the jammer to enjoy my coffee while I wait for the meeting to begin. After the meeting, I update my GPS device, adding new map features.

Then I work on the web pages until it gets dark, after which I drive to the hw-mart but do not park in the same place I have for two nights but instead, drive to the side of the store which is near to a large high-rise apartment complex. It seems to be quieter here because is is further from the main road. I read for a time in the Bible, watch a couple song videos, which are very emotional and then close my eyes.

Awake, drive to the front of the hw-mart, park and go inside to use the mens room. Then, I drive to the w-mart for a cup of hot, check com, and then pound keys until nearly five this afternoon. Next, I upload all of the Bird Gallery files, which I have gotten very close to finishing.

Then, I pack out of the w-mart and Santa Fe, and drive northeast up SH 475, a local highway that climbs up to about 9700 feet into the mountains east of town and when I begin the drive, it is only 14 miles to the campsite. This is a very steep highway and the cooling system in the jammer was hard pressed to keep up with the climb, despite my driving slow all the way up. Upon my arrival, I can already feel the cool in the air when I park the jammer, get out and walk around to check out the campground.

After setting up my camp, I go to the free flowing Tesuque creek and fill a bucket with some very clear water and use it to refill my cooling system. Next, I fill the bucket a second time and use the water to take a bucket bath, this one a cold bucket bath because of the temperature of the creek water.

Then, I get out my stove an begin cooking a pot of Repast, this one with two sprouted grains, green onions, garlic, ginger, sweet potato, zucchini and TWS. Once the meal is done, I put away my kitchen, climb into the back of the jammer to eat and pound keys. All along, the creek sings a melody as it tumbles over a small falls, and downward right beside my campsite.

Awake to a cold morning, with the dayglow already begun, rise, dress in my fall blues, cover myself with my blanket and begin my key pounding to start my journal entry for this day. Then, I check the temperature and when I find that it has dropped below forty degrees this morning, I turn on the jammer engine to warm up the interior.

At nine this morning, I step outside, open the rear lift gate, get out my step stool and then begin setting up my stove to boil water. In a short time, I have coffee, a cup of hot tea and a cup of Daystart and begin to eat. Soon after, I see that the person who overnighted in the vehicle next to me has risen, so I get out to give a greeting.

I greet the woman and find her name to be Alysa and the name of her dog to be Guwie. We talk for a while and when I see that she is drinking a canned drink, I tell her that I am making myself another cup of coffee and if she would like one, I would be glad to make one for her. She replies, I will not turn down a cup of coffee.

Alysa begins to organize her car, folding and storing her clothes in her suitcases, after what appears having done laundry. I sit at the back of the jammer and continue with the conversation. I find out that she is a Yuper, which is one who lives in the Upper Peninsular of Michigan. I ask her if she was born there and she replies, No, I have only been there eight years. I tell her that helps me to know what kind of person she is, one who can deal with a lot of cold weather for many long months. She replies, It is pretty harsh there.

Later, I return to pounding keys but stop after only a short while due to it being so very nicely warm this afternoon, I walk to the creek to fill my bucket and wash my feet and sandals. After that, I return to pounding keys until it gets dark, when I run the jammer engine for a time to be able to keep pounding keys. For my supper this evening, I have the leftover repast from yesterday evening.

Finally, I turn off the engine and the computer, get into the

I start my day by having to clean up the gravel next to the jammer because last night, I had another round of the affliction with my stomach sickness. It was not hard to clean up, I just walked down to the creek, filled up my bucket and used the water to flush the ground to wash the gravel clean. After three bucket fills, it was clean again and then just swept more of the loose gravel into the wet area.

After cleaning up the area, I have to make a trip to the mens room again because this bout is still not over with. However, I do seem to feel much better upon my return to the jammer than I had both last evening and early this morning.

Next, I get out my stove to boil some water so that I can make a cup of coffee and my Daystart, after which, I climb back into the jammer, sit at my computer and pound keys while I have my morning meal. I see that Alysa, returned from town and parked in the space next to mine, but when she arose from her rest, drove up the mountain towards the ski resort.

When the day begins to warm up, the parking lot fills up with city day hikers out to walk their dogs on the trails along the creek here in the cool mountain air. I get out my mustard greens and begin to snack on the leafy green vegetable and then have a package of cooked beets with some of the tea made yesterday, now chilled. After eating, I return to the work of updating my web pages, particularly the pages in the Vertebrates sections.

Awake to a very cold morning, glad I had two blankets on me last evening. I turn on the jammer engine to warm up the inside and charge batteries. Then at eight this morning, I step outside, open the real lift door and begin my morning preparations. One of the campers, an older woman, has come down to the parking lot and I offer her a cup of coffee to which she accepts. I set out my stools and she walks to her car to get her coffee cup and then joins me.

In the conversation that ensues, Max thanks me for sharing, to which I reply, it what I believe being a Christian is about. Max then says, There are a lot of people who share that are not Christian. I then agree with her, but reply, However, with being a Christian, there is a promise of a reward. Max does not reply to that, then she thanks me again and lastly says, I have got to go do my dishes and leaves.

I then clean and pack up my kitchen and return to my office and resume my key pounding until noon, when, I put my computer back in the bag, climb into the drivers seat and start the jammer engine. As I wait for the engine to warm up, I set up my GPS for a location in Santa Fe, where I can get ready for the meeting tonight.

The drive down from the campground is uneventful, and arrive in Santa Fe at my destination in just under a half hour, in fact, I found a different w-mart that is open for dining in with a restroom open as well. This is only my second one like this since the closing of all restaurants in the nation last February, the first on being in Alamosa, Colorado. Too, I must say that the store in Alamosa has been the friendliest store I have been in for, I would say, several years. After I left Alamosa on Day 748 TG, I wished that I had stayed longer than the four days that I ended up staying before leaving to get south of a winter storm. I had even thought about going back there, primarily because of the w-mart there allowing inside dining with a restroom also available. Now since I have found the same experience here in Santa Fe, I can stay indoors during the day, when the temperatures soar into the eighties with nights dropping only into the fifties.

at seven-thirty my time, I go out to the jammer and get ready for the zoom meeting, which begins at eight-thirty. After the meeting, I drive into the neighborhood and stealth park on a city street.

Awake, drive to the w-mart, grab my computer bag, mask, wallet and walk inside for a cup of hot coffee. Once I am seated, I set up my computer and begin pounding keys, continuing until three in the afternoon when I stop, pack out and drive to a local bank to withdraw some of my monthly deposit. I also drive to the dollar store to purchase four gallon bottles of water and next, to the ap-mart to buy some turn signal bulbs for the jammer. I buy four, because I have made it a practice to always replaced all four of the bulbs when one goes out.

Then, I drive back to the w-mart and with my computer bag, go inside to resume pounding keys until long after the sunsets.

Finally, I drive west through town to the hw-mart to park for the night, find a nice secluded spot and park the jammer. However, there are some crazies in the parking lot, driving souped-up pick ups and spinning their tires doing donuts in the parking lot just fifty yards away. And not just once, but over and over again.

Methinks, this is totally crazy and I start the jammer engine and leave the space where I had park, drive around to the side of the hw-mart to a different part of the parking lot and park again where it is quieter. Then, I climb into the back of the jammer and close my eyes.

Awake, dress in my fall blues, drive to the w-mart, grab my computer bag, walk inside and side down at my same location. Once I have finished setting up the computer, I walk to the restroom and again, methinks, it is so nice to have a clean restroom to use in the morning. While I am there I put some water on my hair and comb it with my fingers. After that, I walk to the counter and order a grande medium roast, then walk back to my spot and begin pounding keys.

After spending then entire day in the cool air here inside of the w-mart, I finally pack out, walk to the jammer, drive to the hw-mart and park along the side near to the apartment complex where it is quite, climb into the back, read for a time in my Bible and after a long and productive day, I call it good and close my eyes.

Awake to a comfortable morning, dress in my fall blues, drive to the w-mart where I walk inside with my computer bag, set up at my usual spot and next walk up to the counter for a cup of hot coffee. Upon returning to my spot, I begin updating my journal with today′s entry and bet waiting for the weekend meeting to start.

While waiting, I check the weather and find out that it is going to drop into the high thirties tonight. I also look at the radar map and find that the precipitation is to the north of my location, over the great plains, starting in Denver and moving to the east into Kansas. There is another system over the Gulf of Mexico but that is moving east towards Florida. Too, the pineapple express it still torrential onto the coasts of British Columbia and Alaska, not even dampening Washington. So, for weather, it looks like I will be cool and dry for at least another week, maybe more.

At ten-thirty, the zoom screen pops up, which indicates that the connection should begin shortly, and I am ready for it to start. Then, the faces appear in the grid which continues to grow in the number of the friends connecting to the meeting. When I turn on the sound, I hear many hello brother, hello sister. The talk is by a local brother, who does a very good presentation. The Bible study has the topic, Keep Waling in the Truth and has several good point that I glean from the discussion.

After the meeting, I resume pounding keys and finish yet another gallery section on the web site, when the sun sets and I begin wrapping up my key pounding for the day. I will have another full day here tomorrow, but first, I will leave, drive to my overnighting space and then rest until the morrow.

There was a wind that blew in last evening and then the temperature dropped somewhat, after which, there was need for me to get out a second blanket to keep warm. Upon rising this morning, I dress in my fall blues, drive to the w-mart for coffee, com, computer and the mens room. I do so like being able to sit inside the coffee shop with the bathroom available for my use.

In the morning, a friend from Oak Harbor sends me a text an asks it her family and me could try out a zoom meeting to see if we could get it to work to use for having a visit. I then connect to the app start a meeting and send he an invite on email. She reads the email and connects to my zoom meeting and we talk. She tells me That was easy! and then says, lets do this tonight when Andy and Aaron are here. I answer her, Ok, let me know later when you wish to zoom.

I then return to pounding keys, working all day, and get a lot of pages updated with my latest revision. Then after the sun sets, I receive a text asking if I am ready, to which I open the app and send an invite. Soon, my friends show up in my waiting room and when I add them to the meeting, we begin our family visit. We talk for a long time and later when I look up, I see that the baristas are closing the coffee shop down, so I tell my friends that I have to go and after they leave the meeting, I turn off the app.

Then, I drive to the hw-mart, park in the same area that I have been using for several nights, turn off the jammer, climb into the back and read for a short time before closing my eyes.

1287 Days until TSE

The clouds that blew in two nights ago have completely cleared from the area and the sky is clear blue again. Recently, I found out that this area has three hundred days each year with clear blue skies. Again this fall, I have been look at the weather in a few cities along my journey to south Texas so as to get a look at the area′s temperatures.

El Paso is still in the nineties during the day but Amarillo is a bit better but for daytime temperature is in the hight eighties. With the temperatures still that hot, it is not time for me to move into Texas and instead, I will need to stay here in the New Mexico mountains, at least for a week or two more.

I continue pounding keys until after dark when I pack out, drive to the hw-mart and park for the night.

1286 Days until TSE

Awake to a very comfortable morning, dress, drive to the w-mart, check my com, coffee, and then begin pounding keys. Later, I get a phone call from John in Oak Harbor who says that he received my email with the order for Melaleuca products and he will have them sent to me in Wimberley, Texas.

I continue working on the photo gallery and today, I work on the Nonpareils, updating many of the gallery pages. Finally, after dark, I pack out and drive to the hw-mart.

When I arrive at the hw-mart, I connect to the Wifi there and check my com again. Then, a tow truck stops directly in front of me and just sits there for several minutes before he finally leaves. Methinks that it was most likely nothing, but, I start the jammer engine and drive out of there anyway. After a short drive, I arrive back in the same neighborhood where I had overnighted once before. It is still very quiet here and I climb into the back to watch a couple of the new videos before I close my eyes

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Awake, dress, drive to the w-mart to use the restroom, then I leave to go to the hair salon but I am not able to located where it is, so I go into the local hg-mart to purchase some groceries and while there, I ask one of the clerks where the salon is, who tells me that it is a short ways to the south. After I check out of the hg-mart, I drive to the b-mart and check in to have my hair cut. After getting my hair cut, I drive back to the w-mart, purchase a cup of coffee, check my com and begin another day pounding keys while waiting for the weather to go south.

At seven-thirty this evening, I pack out and walk out to the jammer to set up for the meeting, not being able to stay inside because the coffee shop will close half way into the meeting. Once, I have connected to the zoom app, I then put on my meeting clothes, which since I have attending meeting in the jammer, consists of my dress shirt and tie but not my dress trousers because they just will never be seen. However, I do not tell the friends that.

At eight-fifteen, the zoom app opens with a full page of squares with the friends smiling faces with all of them greeting one another.

After the meeting, I drive into the neighborhood, locate a place to park and then read for a time in my Bible. I notice that the moon is bright tonight and when looking up see Mars close to the Moon and just above the Moon. I take a couple of photos and then get into the horizontal for the night.

Another comfortable morning, I rise, dress, drive to the w-mart to continue working on the saros cycles, a new topic that I have been researching to learn how to know when the eclipses will appear. Again, I spend the entire day pounding keys and do not stop until just after it turns dark outside.

Then, I drive into the neighborhood, a different area and find a new location to park for the night. It is quite here on Thomas Avenue. The moon is bright again tonight but I have put up the window light blockers.

Awake to a cool morning, but I arise, dress, drive to the w-mart, but I sit outside for a short time to prepare and eat a nut butter sandwich. Then, I walk inside, sit at my regular location and have coffee, check com and pound keys on my computer.

Once I am sitting, I work long hours on my current project, that of getting the Predictable gallery updated and when this day is done, I have gone a long way to getting them complete even though I still have more work to finish this section of the Nonpareils.

However, the sun sets with me still having some work to do on this section of the photo gallery and I then pack out, drive into the neighborhood to a quite location and climb into the back for another nights rest.

Awake on a quite street, dress in my fall blues, drive to the w-mart for a cup of coffee, to check my com and to turn on my computer to prepare for the Bible study for today′s meeting. About an hour before the meeting begins, I pack out of the w-mart, walk out to the jammer and set up my computer inside the van. I have found that the music inside of the w-mart is just too loud for me to stay inside during the meeting.

Not long after that, the zoom app opens up and there is a loud commotion of friends greeting one another, and I join in with the greetings. When the meeting begins, there is a guest speaker from northwest California who provides the public talk. After the talk, we proceed to the Bible study. When the meeting is over, I hang in for a little while to listen to the friends talk to one another.

Then at one this afternoon, I put the computer away, drive to the hg-mart to purchase some organic vegetables, after which, I drive south out of Santa Fe, New Mexico. Yes, I am finished my stay here in Santa Fe, but I have learned something during my short two week stay in this city.

Yes, previously, I have always bypassed this city thinking it was too large for me to feel safe staying here. However, after having to deal will all the crazies in Esplanola, New Mexico and then leaving there to come here to Santa Fe, I have found that I have been able to avoid the crazies here in this city by avoiding the locations where they are. By moving around some what here, I have been able to feel a bit secure during my stay here. I may even come back here for another sojourn in the future.

I drive south on US 285 to Encino, next, I take a short cut on SH 3 to Duran and then turn south on US 54, the entire area on this drive is through the Basin and Range region of New Mexico and is primarily a desert ecology. After more than one hundred and sixty miles and over three hours of driving, I arrive in Carrizozo, New Mexico where I stop at a af-mart and fill my gas tank. Afterwards, I turn west on US 380 and drive the four miles to Valley of Fires national recreation area, turn into the park and drive to the shower house to check to see if the shower is open. Once I have confirmed that it is, I drive into the park and select campsite 18, drop off some of my possessions on the covered picnic table and then go back to secure the campsite by dropping my payment into the payment box.

Next, I return to the shower house, grab my shower bag, towel, clean clothes, and then walk inside for a hot shower. It is not the hottest water that I have ever experienced but it is so much better that anything I have had for quite a few weeks. I suppose the hot springs bath in Saratoga, Wyoming, that I had on Day 727 was the last best one, or maybe it was the hot springs bath in Pagosa Springs, Colordo, that I had on Day 742 that was the best. However, neither of those hot springs locations seemed to last very long due to the fact that most of the facilities were not open or there was no where I felt comfortable enough to overnight. At both of those hot springs locations, I only stayed for a few hours and then drove out of each town in search for a good place to overnight, making me think that these last days have truly gone from bad to worse. Still, that only means that God′s Kingdom is ever so close.

After my shower, I drive back to my campsite, set up and begin catching up on my journal writing for today. The sun drops low, near to the horizon at about seven, I turn on the inverter to keep my computer going and continue pounding keys into the evening.

When the sun sets, I grab my camera, step outside and take a few photos. Too, I can see the lights of Carrizozo to the southeast but it is totally quite here not far from the Malpais lava flow.

It is not long after it become dark that I set up my bed, get into the horizontal and begin reading my Bible and watching a couple of videos from the recent regional convention. Finally, I cover up and close my eyes.

I sit up when the alarm sounds and open the window to photograph the sunglow but lie back down for a short time longer. When I do arise, it has warmed up to sixty degrees, so I step out of the jammer, open the rear lift door and begin my morning meal preparations. Soon, the two neighbors on either side pull out to leave me alone to pound keys for the rest of the morning.

Then, in the early afternoon, I drive down to the shower house for another shower, and afterwards, drive to the Malpais overlook for a couple photos. Next, I drive back up the hill and stop at campsite 14, which is open now and claim it for the night by putting my wet towel over the edge of the table so it can dry and hold it in place with large rock. With site 14 thus secured, I drive back to the shower house and fill out a fee permit envelope, deposit my six dollars, drop the envelope into the slot and finally drive back to the campsite, set out three solar panels next to the jammer and climb back inside to enjoy the rest of my day here.

About one this afternoon, the temperature climbs to ninety degrees and because I need to leave the windows open, the flies become somewhat annoying. I use my back scratcher which has a ten inch cord attached to keep them at bay, but for the most of the afternoon, I just sit inside the jammer with all my sun reflectors blocking the sunlight from entering the van. At about six this evening, I open up the jammer again and step outside into the now quickly cooling air. I walk up to the top of the rise to take some photos and find a two signs describing the surrounding Tularosa valley and the Malpais lava flow.

I next walk down to the jammer, climb back in and resume pounding keys until late sunglow, when I pack up the solar panels, and close of the jammer for the evening. Finally, I climb inside and read for a while, watch one of the videos and finally shut down the electronic devices and close my eyes.

Awake again to a cold morning but stay in the sack until the sun warms the air, then, I arise, dress and drive to the shower house for a hot shower, and also wash my bandana. Next, I return to the campsite open the rear door and begin breakfast preparations, after which I climb into the jammer, leaving the doors open and pound keys while I eat my food. I also get out my supplement bag, set out the prescribed amount on a napkin and use some of the Mela tea made yesterday to wash the capsules down. When I am finished eating, I wash and put away my dishes, then, I continue to pound keys to catch up on my journal writing.

The camp host drive up to my van at ten and asks to see my registration stub, telling me that they should be on my dash. I pull them out of the garbage and put them on my dash and tell him that I am paid up for both nights. He tell me that the ranger is coming today and I should keep the stubs on the dash. He also tells me that he needed this space last night because there was an overflow of large rigs, that I could have left this space open and gone down to the tent area, which he says is only three dollars. What a pompous person and he drives a big rig as well. Methought, this campground is a first come first serve, which in thinking, I am correct but I did not push the matter with the host, just said thank you and got back in the jammer and resume my key pounding.

At eleven this morning, I start the jammer engine and drive out of the campground, turn east on US 380 and drive into Carrizozo, New Mexico and then up into the Sierra Blanca mountain range hoping to find a campground at a much higher elevation. After I stop at a US Forest Service office and get a map of the surrounding campgrounds, I drive to the first one and find it to be just the dead end of a street. I check other locations and most are down long dirt roads as well as up winding mountain roads.

So, instead of going to any more possible locations, I drive into Ruidoso, New Mexico and stop at the w-mart. However, when I find that they do not allow dining inside, I leave Ruidoso and drive another seventy miles east to Roswell, New Mexico and stop at the w-mart here. Upon walking inside, I see that they do allow dining inside, so I walk back out to the jammer to grab my computer bag, return inside, sit at a table and begin pounding keys. Then, at eight-thirty this evening, I pack out and head for the d-mart just a short distance north of town.

I have previously asked Goggle to find out that the d-mart does in fact allow overnighting and found out that it does; I will arrive there soon. It is three miles north of the w-mart on the same street and when I arrive at the d-mart, there are several other overnighters in the south part of the parking lot, some with there engines running, so I opt to park on the north side where it is a little quieter.

The temperature is still about seventy degrees but not too warm to sleep, so I get into the horizontal and read for a short time before I close my eyes.

Awake, walk into the d-mart to purchase items for the jammer, oil, oil filter, coolant, tire cleaner and windshield washer liquid. It is that time again to do maintenance on the white jammer, as it is nearing one hundred thousand miles. After checking out, I drive to the w-mart for coffee, com and computer. I also ask for a large cup of ice so that I may drink iced coffee. Then I sit down at my table and begin pounding keys.

After working all day on the Predictable Phenomena, I stop at seven-thirty this evening, pack out and drive north to the d-mart for the night. I do stop of a burger that is called What.

Awake to a comfortable morning, and find that I had left one window open. I had parked in the far reaches of the parking lot where there were not other vehicles and was not concerned about it being open. I then dress, drive to the entrance where there is a trash receptacle and transfer garbage from my receptacle to the one in the parking lot. Next, I walk inside to use the mens room, which I am so thankful to have access to. Methinks, at this late date, about ten months since the pandemic began, I am only this month, not having to use my emergency bucket because of not having ready access to a restroom. Too, I do pray for God′s Kingdom to arrive soon and the conditions here upon the earth are so very wicked. Also, I pray for all of the people of the most high God, where ever they may be, for Jehovah to encourage and support them in their trials.

I then drive to the w-mart for coffee, com, computer and to prepare for the meeting this evening. Once I complete my initial journal entry, I then open the Watchtower Library app and begin studying for the meeting tonight. After finishing my study, I resume work on the Predictable Gallery on my website.

Then, at seven-thirty this evening, I pack out of the w-mart, walk out to the jammer and set up the computer here in the jammer still in parking lot so that I may still use the WiFi to connect to the meeting. I put on my dress shirt and tie, connect to the zoom app and then wait for the meeting to begin. Soon, the app opens up with many smiling faces and the meeting starts. When the last prayer is said, I bid my good night to the friends and drive directly to the d-mart, park and climb into the back to get horizontal.

However, before closing my eyes, I watch a video from the JW Library app, the first part of the Nehemiah movie that was released at this years regional convention.

Awake to another comfortable morning, dress, drive to the w-mart for coffee, com and then computer as I begin the journal entry for another day in this old system. I then get a text from my sister Susan in Wimberley, Texas who tells me a long story about what is happening in her life and I try to encourage her with what she is going through.

Then, at noon, I pack out of the w-mart, drive to the d-mart to begin changing the oil in the jammer and other maintenance tasks it needs.

Awake, drive to the w-mart for coffee, com and computer where I work on the predictable phenomena pages, updating them with the latest information that I have been researching. I stay inside the w-mart all day to avoid the heat that is going on outside.

After another day of pounding keys, I leave the w-mart and drive to the location where I have been overnighting. I watch another video from the WT Library app, after which I turn off my electronics for the night and get into the horizontal.

Awake, drive to the w-mart for coffee, com and computer during which I first prepare for the Bible study today, after which I still have time to complete the lunar saros pages on my website. Then, at ten this morning, I walk out to the jammer and set up for the meeting. However, the noise from the road is very loud so I am not going to turn on my audio too much in order to keep the background noise to a minimum.

After the meeting, I take my computer and go back inside where there is air conditions, which is so much better than the heat of about 94° F outside. Then, at five this afternoon, the w-mart tells all of the inside dining customers that the cafe is closing for a thorough inside cleaning of the coffee house. I then drive south on Main street to see what kind of store the second w-mart is but find it to be one inside of a g-mart, which I have found does not really work out for several reasons for me to use like I would like to. Thus, I stop at an aw-mart put in some quarters and begin pressure washing the jammer.

When that is done, I drive back to the w-mart and sit in the jammer outside to use their WiFi while I continue working on the web site, now updating the Shelter having Four Wheels page, first the 1997 jammer because that page is getting to big. Too, I have been looking at my next site, to which I plan to drive to Tuesday, this one in the the panhandle of Texas, a location called Palo Duro Canyon state park. There, I can once again get into the hot water at the campground in the state park.

At the close of this day, I pack out, drive to the d-mart, park for the evening and do my thing in preparation for the night.

Awake, and feel that it is a little cooler this morning. I then dress, drive to the w-mart and pound keys for another day. I decided to update my Burden page displaying my home with wheels because the one page with two years of photographs has become quite long.

So today, I begin and finish working on splitting the one page into two pages, one for each year. Now, when some one looks at the 1997 Jammer photo page, it will have two entries, one for 2019 Journey and another for 2020 Journey.

It is sunglow when I finish, I pack out, drive to the burger called What for my supper and then drive to the d-mart for the evening.

Last night was my final one in New Mexico as I will move east again today, but first, I need to fill up the gas tank and purchase a cup of coffee. By nine this morning, I drive north out of Roswell on US 285 to the intersection with US 70 and turn right, drive northeast and in just over ten miles, cross the Pecos river and enter the Great Plains region of New Mexico. Not much here but dry sand and sagebrush for mile after mile and I am glad that I chose to drive this long stretch in the morning rather than the heat of day. The scenery consist of dry sand, sagebrush and a power line stretched out along the highway. On the way east, I stop to photograph a red tail hawk perched on the cross bar and a Harris hawk perched upon the top wire. When stopping for a third hawk, he leaves immediately and flies north upon a wide wing span.

I continue northeast on US 70 and arrive in first Portales, then Clovis New Mexico, slowing to drive through each but not stopping in either. In Clovis, I am half way through the travel that I plan to do today and turn right off of US 70 onto US 84/US 60 and continue east to Texico, New Mexico, where I have the choice of taking US 84 to Lubbock or US 60 to Amarillo. I turn northeast to continue on US 60 and soon after cross into Texas, a state which from childhood, I have always felt was my home state.

However, ever since the sale of my last grass mowing job on Day 1053 IP, I no longer claim or even feel that Texas is my home state, rather, now when people ask Where are you from?, I answer, New Orleans, which is the city of my birth. Even so, I neither go there any more nor do I feel that it is is now or will ever again be home. In fact, as this world comes closer to the end, more and more now, I endeavor to distance myself from any connection or from claiming any location, be it a city or state, as home. Instead, many times, when a person asks me Where are you from? or Where is you home?, I point to the jammer and say, I live in that mini van, that is my home.

So, now, since I am in Texas once again, I drive northeast to Canyon, Texas, a place that I have been coming since my first visit in the winter of 1980 when I was still afoot. When I get to Canyon, I turn off of US 60 and drive south on US 87 into town. Wow, has this town grown into a huge city. I do not stop but continue south a few block to 4th Avenue, turn left on SR 217, cross over Tierra Blanca creek which joins with Palo Duro creek to form the Prairie Dog Town Fork Red River. This river flows through Timbercreek Canyon and into Lake Tanglewood and continues winding back and forth in a general southeast direction until arriving at Palo Duro canyon.

All along the Prairie Dog Town Fork, the great plains break away into the canyon lands, ever widening as this canyon works it′s way across the top of Texas, still within the panhandle. Then, when it reaches Oklahoma at the 100th meridian, it begins to form the state line between Oklahoma and Texas. However, soon after that, the name of the Prairie Dog Town Fork Red River changes to the Red River, which continue across the top of Texas all the way to Louisiana.

This entire area was home to some of the ancient indigenous people, known now as the Taovaya tribe, who were also called the Wichita people. They were originally from areas of the Oneota culture, who moved south into Oklahoma and Texas in the 18th century. They spoke the Taovaya dialect of the Wichita language, a Caddoan language. Caddoan CultureThe Taovaya tribe of the Wichita people were Native Americans originally from Kansas, who moved south into Oklahoma and Texas in the 18th century. They spoke the Taovaya dialect of the Wichita language, a Caddoan language.

I now arrive at Palo Duro canyon state park, drive up to the entrance booth and ask the ranger for a day permit, which she processes my park pass and hands me my park pass back together with my day permit. I then drive into the park along the top of the canyon until I arrive where the road goes over the edge and winds down into the canyon to the bottom where flows the Prairie Dog Town Fork Red River. I follow the road pass the park food and store pavilion to the first campground, turn into the camping area and drive until I arrive at the shower house. I grab my shower bag, towel and change of clothes, then walk into the building to take a how shower. After, I finish with the hot water, I then begin back to the entrance, stopping often to photograph different views of the canyon.

Finally, I stop at the gift shop and museum to walk through the many displays dealing with the geography that is so evident here in Palo Duro canyon. But also, many of the displays deal with the indigenous people who lived here and even watch a video on one of the natives. I learned quite a bit during this visit but like all visits to those places that I so much enjoy, they come to an end.

After leaving the museum, I start the jammer, drive out of the state park, and then north on IH 27 to the south loop around Amarillo where I find a w-mart and a large truck parking area that will be perfect for overnighting for a few days.

Arriving at the w-mart, I park, grab my computer bag, and go in for some catch up key pounding in my journal. After a couple of hours, I pack out, drive to the parking area and climb into the back for the night.

Awake, dress in my winter blues, drive back to the w-mart, purchase a cup of coffee, check my com and then begin working on my web site updating pages with the newest features.

I begin looking into what I had learned yesterday at the state park about Quanah Parker. I remember that I had heard that name before during a previous journey while I was in western Oklahoma in the Wishita Mountains. I remember there was a lake at Doris campground, named after this person but I never learned anything about him. Now his name pops up again her in Palo Duro state park.

When I began looking for information about Quanah Parker, I found out that he was a war leader of the Kwahadi (Antelope) band of the Comanche Nation. He was likely born into the Nokoni (Wanderers) band of Tabby-nocca and grown up among the Kwahadis, the son of Kwahadi Comanche chief Peta Nocona and Cynthia Ann Parker, an Anglo-American who had been kidnapped as a child and assimilated into the Nokoni tribe.

Quanna Parker was born about 1852, at Elk Valley, in the Wichita Mountains, which was in the Oklahoma Indian territory. He died on 23 February 1911 at Quanah Parker Star House in Cache, Oklahoma and is buried at Chief′s Knoll in Fort Sill Post Cemetery on Fort Sill, Oklahoma.

Not only did Quanah pass within the span of a single lifetime from a Stone Age warrior to a statesman in the age of the Industrial Revolution, but he never lost a battle to the white man and he also accepted the challenge and responsibility of leading the whole Comanche tribe on the difficult road toward their new existence.

After another long day of key pounding, I retire to the jammer, park it in the overnight truck parking area and read for a time in my Bible before closing my eyes.

Awake to a much cooler morning, dress in my fall blues, drive to the w-mart for coffee, com and computer.

I am staying here in this north Texas city so that I can be at a location where I will have access to good WiFi for the meeting tonight and while waiting, I make use of the time to update the areas of which I will be visiting in the course of the next few days. Those areas include the western parts of Oklahoma, where at are the western end of the Interior Highlands.

Too, upon my entry into Oklahoma tomorrow, I will be crossing from the western dry region into the eastern wet regions. I expect that I will be seeing much more rain when I cross the climate divide.

Then, at shortly after nine this evening, the midweek meeting begins and I join in for the next two hours. When the meeting ends, I leave right away and then drive to the truck parking area for the night.

Awake, drive to the w-mart for coffee and then sit in the jammer to check com and pound keys. It is not long before I start the jammer and drive north on IH 27 and then exit east on IH 40 on which I drive out of Amarillo, Texas and just past the 335 loop to exit 76, where I take US 287 southwest to continue my drive across the top of Texas. I drive on a route that I have driven once before, and when I arrive in Memphis, Texas, I turn left on SR 256, travel due east to US 83, drive south a mile and a half to where it connects to US 62 and resume my eastward drive until I arrive at the 100th meridian.

Here, I stop at the state line between Texas and Oklahoma and record the time and date, a practice that I have been doing for a decade or more. While here, I notice that there are mountains on the horizon just to the northeast and assume that these are part of the Interior highlands. As I travel along US 62, there is a continuous incoming of these granite promontories a short distance to the north east of me and as I progress east, the distance from the highway decreases until I drive through these boulder conglomerates.

It is not long after entering this range that I arrive in Cache, Oklahoma, turn left on SH 115, enter the Wichita Mountains wildlife refuge and arrive at Doris campground. Upon driving up to the entrance booth, I find out that the campsite is full, the reason, Fall break from school, the same reason Palo Duro was full. Too, the rest rooms here are still not open, so I can not get into the hot water as I had wished. Leaving the campground, I tour around the park for a couple of hours, going first to Quanna Parker lake, then to the Mount Scott picnic area to prepare a cup of Daystart, and next to the top of Mount Scott for some photos of from the top of the surrounding mountains. I am truly amazed at the number of the mountain peaks along the horizon to the west of here. As I am accustomed to doing, I talk with several of those atop this mountain.

Then, after my fill of photos, I return to the jammer, start the engine, drive down from the top and then east through Medicine Park, south on IH 44 to Lawton, exit onto US 62 and drive to the w-mart for some key pounding.

After my fill of key pounding, I drive to the d-mart to park for the night but do not see any other overnighters here, so I drive into the neighborhood and find a quite spot to spend the night.

Awake, drive to the w-mart for coffee, com and computer and spend the day here working on cropping, placing and uploading my photos to my website. I have created several new pages in the Interior Highlands section to accommodate all of these new photos.

When the sun sets, I continue for a short time longer but soon, pack out and head for a place on a street in the neighborhood for the night.

Awake, still dark, but the sky is barely beginning to illume. I dress, drive to the w-mart for coffee, com and computer, starting first with my journal entry and then moving into my study for the meeting today. Then, at ten-thirty this morning, I pack out to the jammer, climb inside, put on my shirt and tie, and then set my computer up and get ready for the meeting, turn on the zoom app and go into wait mode.

Then, it seems like it happened so quickly, every one was greeting one another, after which a local brother gives the public talk after which we discuss the study article on the Resurrection. After the meeting, I go back inside the w-mart to pound keys for a time longer. I also look at some places where I might drive to next and remember Winding Stair campground in eastern Oklahoma. I look it up online and find that it is still open until the end of November. So, since that is one of my favorites even though it has been four years since I was there last, I decide that the next drive will take me to the Talimena Scenic Highway which is about 225 miles east of where I am.

I pack out of the w-mart, type in the location on my GPS and begin driving east on US 62 to IH 44, drive south about two miles to SH 7 and exit to drive east on this highway until it reaches US 81. I then turn north and go about four mile to Marlow, where I turn east on SH 29, drive 32 miles on a highway with a 75 miles per hour speed limit, and then come into Elmore City where there are three successive reduction in speed one after the next in a short distance. I begin braking but when I reach the one that says 35 mph, I am still going over forty even though I have not taken my foot off the breaks. A police pulls in behind me with his lights on, so I pull over into a well lit parking lot.

When the officer comes up to my window, I greet him, Hello, how are you doing tonight? to which he says, I am just trying to stay warm. He asks for my drivers licence and insurance certificate, says that he will by right back. I begin to pray to Jehovah asking him to have this officer just give me a warning, I know that I was caught speeding but I still asked this of Jehovah. In just a few minutes, the officer comes back, hands me my cards and says, I am just giving you a warning tonight, please slow down. I am totally shocked how Jehovah will and does help his people in so many ways. I leave there, driving very slowly, and praying fervently to Jehovah in thanks and praise to him as the Most High God over all the earth, totally in awe with what just happened. I drive another ten miles turn left on IH 35, still thanking Jehovah. I drive seven more miles north on the interstate highway, then exit on Pauls Valley highway, also known as SH 19 and drive to the eastern outskirts of town to stop at a d-mart, fill my gas tank and park in the parking lot for the night.

I will continue praying thanks for what Jehovah has done for me tonight while I get caught up on my journal writing.

Awake, dress, drive east on SH 19 to Ada, Oklahoma, connect to SH 1 and continue east on highway 1 out of Ada for a few miles and see a Kingdom hall on the right, but do not stop and continue east on SR 1 to Calvin where I join with US 270 and continue with both through McAlester, then Hartshorn, after which US 270 turns left while I continue straight on SR 1 to Talihina where I stop for gasoline, paying only $1.74 per gallon; I have not paid more that two dollars per gallon since I was in Colorado, even though I came close a couple of times in New Mexico. When I was in Lawton, Oklahoma, I only paid $1.65 per gallon, yes, the gasoline is becoming cheaper the closer I get to Texas.

After fueling, I continue east on SR 1 through Talihina, join with US 271 and turn left on both US 271 and SH 1 north towards Winding Stair Mountains national recreation area. I arrive at the NRA, turn right off of US 271 and continue up onto Winding Stair mountains on SR 1. As soon as I begin to climb to 2000 feet elevation, a fog covers the top of the mountains and I begin to take photos of the summits. After less than an hour, I arrive at Winding Stair Campground, pay my $4.00 fee and take my space.

I set up the jammer in space 23 because it is close to the vault toilet, then, I climb into the back and begin cropping photos of the Talimena Scenic byway and creating the pages to hold the photos.

Then, at eight-thirty this evening, I put away the computer and get into the horizontal. It is so very dark here in this campground with a single light anywhere nearby.

Awake, dress, start the engine and leave the campground heading east on SR 1 with the fog as thick or thicker that it was yesterday. I take a few photos but for the most part, the fog eliminates most photo opportunities. Too, the fog makes the roadway slick and I have need to reduce my speed well below the speed limit because the front tires are worn and need to be replaced. I continue to the state line and upon arriving, stop for a photo of both sides of the Talimena Scenic bypass sign. Then, I continue east further on SR 88, to Mena, drive through the town, and continue east on SR 88 through Ouachita Mountains and Ouachita national forest, crossing the Ouachita river a couple of times. At Pencil Bluff, I turn right on US 270, cross the Ouachita river one last time and continue east along the south side of Lake Ouachita until I arrive at the Blacksnake road exit, turn left and drive up onto the Ziz Zag mountain and into the Hot Springs national Park where I stop first at the Whittington Avenue water fountain, stop and fill up the one empty bottle that I have.

After leaving the fountain, I drive to the Quapaw, park on the side of the across the street and walk to the bath house only to find out that today is the one day of the week that it is closed. I leave there bath house, drive south on SR 7, under the US highway overpass, drive another half mile and pull into the w-mart parking lot where I stop and go inside for some air conditioning and get out of the humid hot air that is called outside.

At seven-thirty, the w-mart closes, I pack out, drive across the street to the d-mart and park for the evening. It is still humid and warm when I get into the horizontal and must needs keep my sliding window open to allow what little breeze can come in.

Awake, dress, drive to the w-mart, walk inside for coffee, com, and computer to check for the time that the Quapaw thermal pools open, which is at ten this morning, so I pound keys for a couple of hours while waiting. Then, at eleven this morning, I drive down town, make the loop at the Whittington Avenue fountain, drive back to the Bath house row and park on the side of the road directly opposite the Quapaw bath house. I then put up my window shades, step outside and ready my day pack for a dip in the hot water. I walk across the cross walk, up the ramp to the door and after having my temperature checked (it was 97.6), I was allowed to come inside and pay for a soak in the hot pools.

I then go inside the dressing room, put on my swimming trunks, and walk to the hot water pool and get in the 105 degree water. Finally, I am in my element, soaking up the hot water for nearly two hours, and only that amount because the sign on the side of the street stated Two Hour Parking, so I had set my alarm for one hour and fifty minutes before walking across the street. When the alarm goes off, I walk back to the dressing room, take a hot shower and using the provided soap, scrub my body before drying off and putting my clothes back on. Then, I pack out, walk back to the jammer, put away my day pack, start the jammer and drive back to the w-mart on the south side of town.

I am so glad to be able to come inside to this air conditioned w-mart, otherwise, I would just be sweating in this humid climate.

At six the evening, I drive to the top of Zig Zag mountain so that I may photograph the sunset, but it is not the best sunset I have seen, so at seven, I leave and retire to the d-mart for the night.

It continues warm and humid until late and I just endure until my tired overcomes the warm.

Awake, dress in my fall blues, drive to the w-mart, wake inside with my computer bag and then do coffee, com and key pounding. I spend the entire day inside until about seven when I pack out to the jammer and set up my computer for the midweek meeting. I must say, that this meeting is the highlight of the day as I really enjoy the fellowship with the friends. When the meeting is over, it is after eleven this evening, so I drive to the d-mart, climb into the back and close my eyes.

It is another warm humid evening.

Awake, walk into the d-mart to use the rest room, then return to the jammer, start the engine and drive south on SR 7 to El Dorado, Arkansas where I turn off of SR 7 and continue south on US 67 through Arkadelphia, AR to Gurdon, AR and then turn left on SR 53 to Bluff City, AR, turn left on SR 24 to Camden, AR, then turn right on SR 7 and drive south to El Dorado, AR where I continue south on US 167, cross into Louisiana and upon arriving in Ruston, LA, stop at a w-mart aside the IH-20 in town. I park, carry my computer bag in and set up to check com and pound keys to catch up on my journal writing.

From here, I drive east on IH 20 to Monroe, then south on US 167, a total of about forty miles to the U-pull-it Auto parts yard where I will go in to look for plastic panels for the jammer. I walk into the yard, locate the three Aerostar on isle nine but only one has the panels that are close to color that is in my van. I pull out the window panel from the rear lift door and then another from the front left door and then pack out. The person tells me that it will be ten dollars for what I have in my hands, so I pay him and then walk to the jammer, open the rear lift door and install the panel on the rear window.

After that, I put away my tools, drive back the same way that I came, stop again in Ruston, LA at the w-mart to update my journal and to check how far it is to a location in Texarkana, Texas. When I see that it is only a two hours drive, I do not leave until just after the sun sets. I drive east on IH 20 west to the IH 49 connection where turn north and drive to the IH 369 south loop, turn east and follow the loop east, then north and take the New Boston road exit and arrive at the d-mart to park for the night.

It is much cooler this evening after the cold front came through the area and when I climb into the back of the jammer, I must needs use my blanket to cover me in order for me to sleep. I am so glad that the temperature has dropped from the warm sultry nights of the past few days.

Awake, rise from my sleep, dress in my fall blues and drive to the w-mart about a mile away on the north side of IH 30. This is a location where I have stayed in the past because it has most all of what I need. There is also a state park with a hot shower about 25 miles to the southwest from here, if I decide to travel there.

I grab my computer bag, walk inside and purchase a cup of coffee, check my com and then begin pounding keys and working on the geographical regions photo galleries.

Methinks, this is a monumental project and it is going to take me years to complete much less even get caught up with the update that I have been working on. However, I have this heart felt desire, even an overpowering compulsion to do this work and accomplish what I have started. At times though, I have given much thought and prayer to my goal for striving towards this journey′s end.

Further, each time I have examined this endeavor, I have come to the same conclusion, which is that, as long as I keep myself spiritually strong through prayer and Bible study, as well as keeping up with my meeting attendance and preaching to others, then, I continue to findno objection for myself to continue doing this work.

I continue inside of the w-mart pounding keys until after the sun sets, then, I retire to the jammer and drive to the d-mart to park for the evening.

Awake, dress in fall blues, drive to the w-mart, go inside to get coffee and a cup of hot water, then return to the jammer and prepare my Daystart, of which I use some of my new batch of MRP to add to it. I know, I am not quite finished with the new batch but I am completely out of the 2020 batch. I hope to finish the new one soon. I then get into the jammer and get ready for the meeting and find that the WiFi is not very good in the parking lot.

Then the meeting begins and I give my greetings to the friends during the free for all that always begins prior to the meeting. I find out that the speaker is from Fortuna, California near Eureke on the coast. I greet him and in the short conversation, also find out that he grew up in Lufkin, Texas, just south of Nacodoches. He gives a talk about being ready for the end, which I enjoy. After the meeting, My connection fails several times during the second half of the meeting and decide that I will go to Paris, Texas for Thursday night. I say goodbye to the friends and depart the zoom app.

Next, I go inside to work on my computer until after the sun sets, then drive to the d-mart, park and for a short time, pound keys to catch up on my journal writing, during which I leave the jammer engine running with the heater one to keep the inside warm. The temperature is only 54 degrees but it is raining lightly which makes it feel much colder, but I am so glad that it is not 74 degrees.

After I finish today′s journal entry, I put away the computer, get into the horizontal and read the Bible for a short time before closing my eyes.

It begins to rain soon after.

My sleep clock has changed slightly, now I am staying asleep unto well after seven and after eight on most days. I began sleeping later when the morning became cold and especially when it was hot in the evenings making it hard to get to sleep. Methinks, now that the evenings are cooler, I would rather revert back to my previous Early to bed, Early to rise routine that has been my path for most all of my life.

Awake, dress, drive out of d-mart parking lot, turn right on US 82 and leave Texarkana behind me as I drive west to Paris, Texas. I had planned to stay in Paris on the NE Loop, at the intersection of US 82 and US 271 where there is a w-mart, d-mart and even a burger called What nearby. I was going to drive further west so that I could get out of the rain, but since the latest cold front came through the area, it does not look promising to go west. Instead, I should probably head south to evade the freezing temperatures in all of north Texas. Nevertheless, I will stay here in Paris for a couple of days to see how it turns out.

When I arrive at the Paris w-mart, I park, walk inside with my computer bag and set up at a table next to the window looking out on the jammer. I begin pounding keys and working on web pages. After a couple of hours, the store manager walks by to say hello, says his name is Paul and then he leaves to go to the g-mart to buy fifteen gallons of milk. When he returns, he tells me that this is the second time that he has made the run to buy (cow) milk. I take the opportunity to comment about how bad milk is for you. He agrees and tells me that he does not drink it very often, but still does some times.

Later, he walks by my table again, says that he is making another run for more milk. When he returns, I help him bring in fifteen more gallons and we talk a little more about how bad it is for humans. I tell him about the website, www.notmilk.com and that he should look it up and then, I give him one of my business cards and tell him about my research.

Long after the sun sets this evening, I pack out, drive to the d-mart, which is actually right behind the w-mart, park, and get ready for my evenings rest.

Awake, turn on the jammer engine to warm up the inside, and when I can take the two blankets off, I begin getting dressed to start my day. Then, I drive to the w-mart and have to wait for a parking spot, but not long. Once I park, I sit with the engine running and the heater still on for a time before going inside. Finally, I grab my computer bag, walk inside, set up on the same table used yesterday and then buy a cup of coffee and begin pounding keys. Once again, I look out the window and it takes a moment to remember where I am. Only a moment before, I was updating my journal at a time during my journey on, when I was on a drive from Pátzcuaro, Michoacán south past Lake Zirahuen to the Salon del Reino in Uruapan, Michoacán, where I stopped with Ron and Jean for the weekend meeting. Realizing where I am, I continue to work on older journal entries.

Then, not long before it gets dark, I pack out, grab a burger called What and then get back on the highway retracing my path east on US 82 until I arrive at IH 30, then take steps anew on IH 30 east to Arkadelphia, Arkansas. Earlier today, I had checked online to find the nearest location of my bank and found out that most of the ones in Texas are still closed due to COVID, and those that are open here in Texas are deep in the heart of Dallas and Fort Worth, which I totally deem is not worth my going to. Instead, of risk going into that megalopolis, I would rather drive seventy some miles back into Arkansas to go to a branch in a small city such as Arkadelphia, and when I arrive after eight, I pull off, locate the d-mart to park for the night, park, climb in the back of the jammer and complete today′s journal entry. I will go to the bank when they open in the morning.

Then, I read for a while in the Remain in God′s Love book, the end note discussing Christian Neutrality, another reading recommended by one of the Elders during the meeting last week.

I had only last night watched a recent video talk on the same subject. Such encouraging and up-building information.

Awake, drive to the f-mart for coffee and a biscuit, then drive to the bank to get in line and wait for the window curtain to raise. At nine-thirty, the teller behind the window says, How can I help you? and I reply, I would like to withdraw some money from my account. After the transaction, I drive around to the front of the bank, park and put the money away in the place that I have for it. Then, I drive back to the f-mart for my second cup of coffee and buy a second biscuit. Then, I pull out of Arkadelphia, turn south on IH 30 and drive the seventy-three miles back to Texas where I stop at the first w-mart, the same one in Texarkana where I was earlier this week, get online, check com and pound keys to catch up on my journal entry.

Looking at the weather forecast methinks it may be best to move from here tonight, somewhere that does not have so much rain. After checking the forecast, at six, I pack out drive west and then south for over an hour and drive right out of the rain to Sulphur Springs, Texas, pull into the w-mart and connect to the internet. It seems to be ok here, or if it is not strong enough, I may just have to go inside for the meeting. After the meeting tomorrow, I may even drive more to the southwest. However, by that time, I expect the weather to change somewhat in a warming trend, so I may or may not need to drive any more southward. Whatever the case, I will remain a snowbird, going where the weather suits me the most.

Awake to a cold dry morning, but not the kind of dry that was in Santa Fe, but dry in the sense of it not raining. Yes, last evening, I drove out of Texarkana and during the drive, left the rain behind me. However, it is colder this morning as it was last night needing two blankets to sleep comfortable. I turn on the jammer engine to warm the inside, dress in my winter blues and then drive to the w-mart for coffee, com and computer.

When I arrive, there is a plague of grackles atop the w-mart and on every tree, pole, wire that the birds can get a foot hold for a hundred feet in all directions. I get out of the jammer and immediately notice the loud clamor of cackles, whistles and squeaky gates noises. I then walk inside to use the rest room, then purchase a cup of hot, return to the jammer to use the hot water for making my Daystart and hot tea. When that is done, I enjoy my breakfast with the cup of coffee while pounding keys to write my journal entry for the start of this day.

When the day begins to illume, I can see the sunlight flowing through the thick clouds, this being the first day in many that the sky has not been a solid dark gray. Too, when I look at the weather radar, the green wet area, including the latest hurricane, called Zeta, has moved north away from the Gulf of Mexico and east out of Texas and into the eastern area of the continent. I am glad that the weather has changed this way as I do so not like having to deal with the wet and cold. Methinks, this is why most of my days in a years span find me west of the climate divide. I came east into the two digits meridians, or what is commonly called the wet zone, initially to visit a friend in Tennessee, but when that journey was aborted, I stopped at the hot water in Arkansas, then after my check was deposited, a bank in Arkansas, after which I have been slowly working my way back toward the three digit meridians, or what is commonly called the dry zone.

Sometime in the midday, when the temperature is above fifty degrees, I start the jammer, drive to the d-mart and go in to look for a tube of model airplane glue to use on one of the plastic key pads on my computer that has come loose, but the d-mart dose not have any. I also purchase some organic vegetables, coconut milk and some peanut butter crackers. While I am at the d-mart, I fill my fuel tank up, and it is still below two dollars, here, at $1.74 per gallon. I then, drive back to the w-mart, park in the space directly in front of the store and leave the engine running to charge batteries.

I then pound keys while waiting for the midweek meeting to begin. When he zoom app opens, I find out that the meeting is only for the elders, because there is a circuit assembly this weekend and no meeting tonight, so they are having their quarterly meeting. Well, you can not say that I am not punctual at the meetings. I begged my leave and turned off the app.

Then, I put away my computer, drive to the d-mart for the night, park and climb into the back.