10/10/2015

My two rest days were filled with sleeping, eating, and a great event. It all started when we left the City Center Motel. We were booked in the Wingate about five miles west. Of course we knew check in was still several hours away. My stomach rumbled and demanded we eat something in the meantime. The prior night I had remarked to Crystal about the India Grill and Curry House across from the hotel. The scent of spices and curry had made its way into my nostrils. The time was still very early but Crystal was feeling adventurous. Thanks to Sanjay Patel, we would devour palaak paneer and aloo gobi for breakfast.

The cuisine was made with little oil and the spices were not overpowering. This was good for the first meal of the day...

10/7/2015

Mother Nature let the sun out to play. It was a good thing too. At the outset of my day the air nipped at the parts of my skin that were exposed. I ran on a wide road that forked. One road led to the state prison and the other road into some winding mountainous terrain. I accidentally stayed on the road to the prison and added a couple miles to my day. When I righted my course, I encountered rolling, winding, and rocky hills. It wasn’t until Crystal caught up with me that the road became treacherous. It narrowed into cow trails and hairpin turns. She had to inch along with the trailer in order to avoid mishaps. It conjured up images of our adventures in the Arizona desert.

It was the first time I was able to outrun the trailer. I met one person while running that day...

10/3/2015

Little specks of rain drifted in my field of view. The water molecules landed on my face and tingled my senses. I was glad we were moving along because the temperatures were dropping by the minute. I was lucky my road to Anaconda was only 24 miles. My route was a bit curvy at the beginning. I started off on a trail that followed Blacktail Creek. This tiny stream was the beginning of the Columbia River. I followed the river for many miles until Crystal pulled up next to me and offered me lunch.

The stove provided us with a little bit of warmth on our short lunch break. When I returned to the road the winds started to gust. I hated running against wind but I had no other choice. My shoes dug into the dirt and rocks and I pushed on...