Eager-faced hitchhikers scrambled for the door. You're welcome to come along, but we can't go far. Twenty bucks is all we've got left.
Gears ground back onto the lonely road as the tires resumed complaining.
Miles of two-lane highway reached across open plains to distant mountain ranges on the west, north and east. We're goin ta Colorado. To the Rainbow Tribe gathering in Rocky Mountain National Park. So are we. We're from Alberta.