In them thar hills we found riches indeed. Spent the night at a camp called Ochoco Divide, at about 4,700 feet, and this morning it was cool enough that a…

In this case it literally did come après nous. To New Jersey. All I could think of was drying out Janet’s pop top. If I fold it down wet, it…

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…