The Start of an Adventure
So
in the summer of 2017 my father called me saying that he wanted to make a trip
across America, a road trip, in a small RV, to carry his father’s ashes to the
pacific ocean, to spread them with grandma’s. He asked me and my brother to
take a month from our lives for this adventure. There were a lot of reasons not
to go; work, school, friends, etc., but we decided to go anyways. We would
start in Alabama, then drive to Nashville for a night on the town. From there
our journey would take us north, through Kentucky and Illinois and the arch of
St. Louis, the gateway to the west and the same place Louis and Clarke began
their journey to the west. From there we would head west through Missouri and
Kansas, into Colorado, where we would spend around 4 days, then south to Mesa Verde,
the grand canyon and out into Las Vegas, Nevada. From there we would make the
pacific ocean and California for the funeral. Finally, we would travel to see
and uncle we had never met out in Oregon. Along the way we would meet some
interesting people, and change our relationship, between father and sons. The following posts are
that story. From mid July to mid August.
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