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…
…and through the woods. And we’re here. We left Burns, Oregon in a sunny, sparkly frost. Every blade of grass and tiny twig on the bare cottonwood trees was covered…
I was hoping to find regular people as I got further south of Paris. And yes, it exceeded my expectations. This town, Sancerre, has not really been a tourist hotspot,…