I drove down to Evanston, WY this morning. It was a peaceful clear Monday with hardly any traffic on the two hundred mile drive. There’s something special about a road trip where each participating unit performs its function perfectly.

My sweet little truck Jill handles the road like a cat, purring all the way. Tomi the GPS lets me forget about the logistics involved in arriving at the destination, I just let her guide me. My job is simple, I just do what I do best, drive…


I was playing some song on the radio about burning down a liquor store when I shot these video clips, finishing up with cows in the road. You got to love Wyoming.

Categorized as Travels


Leave a comment