Forrest is Back

I was still waiting for my new engine to arrive and I was getting used to calling the Mercedes Benz dealership outside of Salt Lake City my “home.”

I had my dog on almost every kind of pill out there to hopefully help with what may or may not be a parasite or bacterial infection, and she had just gotten a Mercedes bath.

Meanwhile, I had gone on a wonderful first date with a guy living the “bus life,” and he already wanted to make plans again. So, while my circumstances were certainly difficult, things were looking up.

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Wyoming and Idaho

As I’m writing this I’ve officially been on the road for 3 weeks.  I’m huddled under blankets with a hot cup of coffee, parked in a snow-covered campsite in the middle of Logan Canyon, Utah, just a couple hours north of Salt Lake City.  I have no cell service, my fingers are frozen, and there are free range cattle outside my door.  It’s quiet: just the sound of an occasional airplane overhead, the cattle in the distance, and my fingers hitting the keys of my computer.  Dakota is tucked in a tight little ball at my side, dreaming of adventures, and trying to stay warm.

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