Leaving Texas brought us " home" in a sense. We were back in the West and the landscape took over.
New Mexico took us in and gave us mountains and desert and wide blue skies. Here we reconnected with old friends for a wonderful evening of good food, beautiful surroundings and filling in the years since our last get together. The next day we continued north into Colorado and climbed over the Rockies, crossing and re-crossing the Continental Divide.
We spent a night in Grand Junction, then onward into Utah.
And, at last we closed our first loop as we rolled into Idaho.
These were long driving days, with few stops, but with our glorious west on view through the car windows. After a month away, the mountains and mesas and desert filled my heart. I am a westerner to my bones and shaped in some deep way by this landscape.
We are not home yet, but in familiar territory. We are getting closer and like horses headed for the barn, there is now little to distract us from that goal. One more day...