Three thousand miles later, I am home. I decided I should write down a few last details before I forget them. Starting the laundry and sorting the mail can wait. One of the unusual things that happened, happened at almost the very end of my trip. My car turned over the magical 100,000 mile mark, but it did it right as I crossed from Nebraska to Wyoming. The 99,999 was in NB, and the 100,000 was in WY. I couldn’t have planned that.
In Minnesota, there are two seasons. Winter and Road Construction. That state’s roads are under construction from top to bottom. I didn’t go side to side, so I suppose there are places you can get to without orange warning signs but I didn’t find many, so MN gets my “Cone Zone” award. Of course, to be fair, Nebraska’s I-80 is the same way for the western half of that state, but its award is for changing color from one side of the state to the other, nice and green on the east side, dried out brown on the west side. Iowa gets the prize for the best Rest Areas, and Colorado gets the prize for being here when I needed to be home.
Re-connecting with my extended family was wonderful. I know each of our lives are busy, and complicated, and we live many states away, but it still amazes me how we have drifted apart. I have friends who have yearly or bi-yearly reunions and I see the value of that effort.
So many of you have commented and kept up with me through the blog and FaceBook as I traveled to and from Voyageurs National Park. Thank you. Sharing the trip makes it a whole lot of fun. Kayaking was the best new experience while exploring the park. Driving that far alone, for the first time ever, was empowering. That’s hard to explain to some people, especially men who have never been afraid of going anywhere alone. This was, in fact, my first long distance trip totally on my own. Ease of mind makes the experience more enjoyable so I got good safety advice and I took it. Thanks everyone. I’m planning the next one!