It will never hit 5 5's again, unless the truck lasts for another million miles. I'll deviate for a moment from dipping into the plethora of photos we took last weekend on the road. There will be others. I'm down to one cigarette late in the evening. I think about that cigarette several times during the day.
All poets are mad.
This current column is a great example of his strengths as an essayist. Now I love travel stories, and stories about travellers. This would be the Jemez River, south of Jemez Springs. I've now put over 100 photos on this weblog. Please email .