Inchworms 'final leg'

“Hello everyone,
Leaving Arizona was filled with such happiness from the days spent
there that I thought I was in for something less. I thought nothing could
be as good as the deserts and rocks and the grand plateau with its
famous eroded riverside. I was wrong.

Just northeast of Las Vegas, I found a niche of such exquisite beauty
and interest that I just stopped and stayed there for 2 days, simply
marveling at the beauty of the eroded sandstone surrounding me. Like
all these areas, the colors change, brightening or muting with the
shifting sun or a passing cloud.

Moving on toward Ely, I found the lonliest road in America. The stretch
of road from Moapa to Rt. 93 has a route number (163) and
destinations, but no cars. Imagine a fully paved road leading from one
place to another and you are the only one on it. Most anywhere else,
there's no chance you'd be alone. There would be other cars, all going
somewhere, either faster or slower than you are going, so you'd see
other drivers. Generally, I got to noticing the drivers and wondering
where their lives might be taking them. Here I had only to look at the
ever so slowly migrating scenery.

The landscape on both sides was of low rising mountains of all
shades and textures. It seemed never to change from my perspective
in the valley, and driving 75 mph looked just the same as riding a
stationary bicycle in front of a beautiful mural. Frankly, it became so
weird that the view didn't change, and I came to wondering if it was in
fact this fact that hightens people's senses to any change at all,
making small flickers of light seem like major events. Thus, UFO
sightings at Area 51. While I wasn't traveling on the extraterrestrial
highway, the views are largely the same. Some find this openness
frightening and oppressive and strangling because there are so very
few people in such a large area. I find this invigorating and exciting.

When I got to Ely, I called my sister and found out the baby was coming
along and I had better hurry to get to Washington on time. So the end
of the trip came quickly and was mostly just a drive, but crossing over
plains and mountains was pretty and had it's moments of beauty, of
interest, of fear.

Robin and Scott's beautiful baby boy was born on Jan. 12. Jordan
came out weighing a whopping 9 1/2 lbs. and the whole thing took 17
hours, so everyone was exhausted but enthralled. Now that I am no
longer hanging around waiting for the baby to come, I will be continuing
the journey which I decided need not have an end. I will travel to see
job possibilities and will go back and forth between my families on the
west and east sides of the Cascades. In this way, I can continue to
see the Northwest while I pursue the next goals of finding a place
where I will be happy living, working and playing.

I am now in a place where I can receive real paper postal service mail,
and telephone calls (these things have become precious indeed) so if
you'd like, call or write me at...

(held for security reasons, but you can email me)

I hope you are all having a wonderful time of your lives!
Love, Karen”

“WOW!
Spaces in a TownDawg thread title!!”

“What a HOTTIE Inchworm is!”

“I have a feeling you will be happy when and where you light,the inchworm should become a butterfly.”