After fixing a busted pipe in my barn and the five hour drive to Ontario, I was pooped!
The drive didn’t seem so long with all the familiar landscape and P. D.James to fill in the blank spaces. I drove thru a hale storm with lightning that looked like a cloud of dust coming at me. On the highway everyone pulled over and sat out the worst ten minutes. Then one at a time and slowly we got going.
Did it storm in Pocatello?
The motel in nice, and right next to the freeway. I didn’t hear it and slept all night.
I got loaded up and after things dry out I’ll go to the campsite. That hale storm was near to the PANSAL site.