Home Again

Over the past couple weeks (as my previous entry stated) I've been driving around the south west like a prospector lost in the hills.

The first trip was 2,359 miles. This started in San Francisco, went through Phoenix, up to Flagstaff, over to Albuquerque, back to Flagstaff via Los Lunas, then back home.

The second trip was only 1,291 miles. I flew to Denver and from there drove west through Colorado to Carbondale. From Carbondale it was on to Salt Lake City and Elko, then through Reno and back home.

My total mileage was about 3,650. That is the equivalent of a coast-to-coast road trip. How did I only manage to hit six states in 3,650 miles? Coast-to-coast I would have doubled that number. I did see some great parts of the country and got to spend a lot of time with some great family, but I also discovered the fact that I am not cut out to be a trucker. Sure they get to eat at all those great truck stops and wear awesome hats and frequent "gentlemen's" clubs and honk their horns at little kids, but I can pull all that off in my little Civic around the Bay.