Author Archives: onewanderingspirit

October 17, in the morning, I enter Texas on Hwy 84.  That was after this sunrise in Santa Rosa…just spectacular. My brain feels foggy and seems to get more so, the longer I drive.  I stop in Lubbock to spend … Continue reading →

Lonely happens.  It happened to me last evening.  I tend to do well alone and I usually like it, but there are times when lonely creeps in.  I start thinking about what I would be doing if I were at … Continue reading →

What beautiful rocks!  I drive for at least 50 miles with a wall of red rock on my left side.  I pull over at a ‘Loves’ stop for a break somewhere between Gallup and Albuquerque,and I’m looking at maps when … Continue reading →

Pictures are out of order.  I seem to have no control over that.  I’m sure it’s because I haven’t learned yet. There were more pictures I wanted to share but this connection seems to be finished letting me post them!

From 10/12-13   (pictures will be in a separate post) Sacred is the word that comes to mind so often as I observe this land.  Especially today. This land is sacred.  The original inhabitants knew that and they lived like … Continue reading →

We cross the Colorado River into Arizona shortly after leaving camp in the morning.  The day is pleasant as we cross more bountiful desert and more beautiful mountains.  The colors of the rocks are slightly less subtle now as various … Continue reading →

That was Dusty Springfield in the early 60’s.  Does anyone else remember? For me today it’s just Needles.  Needles, California.  It sounds like…..an uncomfortable place, doesn’t it?  Would you want to live in a place called Needles?  It might be … Continue reading →

The title of this blog is the title of a Rolling Stones song that concerns Bakersfield, CA.  I’m an ‘Out Of Control’ Stones fan and I’m in Bakersfield just to spend the night, so I thought I’d take the opportunity … Continue reading →

Thursday October 2 This is the day I decide to further downsize the contents of the truck bed.  The present situation isn’t working because there are so many things back there that I just can’t reach without unloading half the … Continue reading →

Yesterday I arrived back where I started from.  I was going to say ‘home’, but the thing is I don’t know where ‘home’ is, except where ever I park Wandering Spirit. Born in Ohio, moved to Michigan, went on to … Continue reading →