This was a very good day. Of necessity, we worked around a local mobile wash-and-wax crew putting a spit-shine on Ernie (and washing the crud off of Mercy). That was no hardship at all — and the results were worth it. The bus once again looks spectacular.
This is also one of those days when I’ll let images do the talking. I’m running out of time tonight, and we want to share a campfire with some folks we glamped with near Little Bighorn and ran into here unexpectedly this afternoon. In the morning we’ll pull up stakes and head to Glacier.
At some point we’ll get a solid night’s sleep.
Take care of yourselves, Patriots. Stay calm. Stay sharp. Stay free.