(Above: entrance to Cabin) 12:00pm Looking at the colorful mountains to my left, listening to classic rock, I was overcome with emotion suddenly. Many thoughts flowing like the river besides me, my life, this trip, the past, the future, good things, great things, bad things, God. Luckily Blaze snapped me out of it when he turned around (from shotgun seat) and began to talk about the journal that he started and how surprising it was that he could write so much just for Day 2 of the trip. To my right, Dave has been sleeping, he deserves it and needs it.
Dave's Loft
Kitchen just to the left of entrance
