A Farewell To Lava
Back to Spokane
Clever wordsmith that I am, I coined a new phrase that fully captured my emotions this morning. Here it is: "All good things must come to an end."
Pretty good, huh? I sure have enjoyed this addendum to my Holy Land tour. In fact, the two days I spent on the moon were probably the most fantastic two days of the entire trip--and that's saying something.
Unfortunately, I DO have to head back to Spokane today. You may remember that I have a wife and dog to pick up there before we all drive back to Minnesota together.
But before I could leave, I had to keep the promise I made to myself to bike the Craters of the Moon scenic loop one more time. The bad news is that I didn't keep the other part of my promise--the one about riding straight through without taking any pictures.
It seems my cartoon alter-ego hasn't gotten the attention in this journal that he believes he deserves. I feel a little guilty about that, so today I'm going to right that wrong. This post is all about you, G-2.
As usual though, G-2 couldn't stay out of trouble. You might have to look hard to find him in some of these pictures.
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So it's true, all good things DO come to an end. And this time, it really IS the end. No more bonus material, addendums, or special reports. I'm not even going to tell you about how sad it was to break camp and drive off in the Greg-Car. Nor am I going to tell you about the cool scenery I saw on the drive back to Spokane. Nor am I going to mention the herd of about 40 elk that crossed the road a couple cars in front of me, forcing me to stop and watch them run off, two or three abreast, into the wide open spaces of Montana.
THE END
THE END
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