Originally Posted by
Jeff Neese
That's what I miss about touring. Each and every day is an adventure and you never know what's going to happen, either on the road or at the campground. And those were the days without GPS or cell phones, so the adventure was real.
Yesterday I sat down and tried to list where we stayed each night 25 years ago and remember something about each day. I got the days in order from WA through to the first day in MN. After that, the order became somewhat hazy, but I could still remember something about each day and place we stayed. Camping at the ice cream parlor in Tonasket. The snow at breakfast in Republic. The boat tour on the lake at Camp Pennington. I quit after the first day in IL.