Made it to the Great Basin, still solidly in reality. Yesterday evening I walked into two competing bars, on either side of the Oregon/Nevada state line, and didn’t see a…
The new year was said to begin in darkness, in the northern traditions. Last night was thus the evening when our dead could roam the earth, and we could acknowledge…
Serendipity, or subconscious guidance? I had a resigned feeling about the chore of recrossing South Dakota. But staring at the map, I saw De Smet, and “suddenly remembered” it was…
