A basement on Main Street, where we paused to pose in homage to an older picture...

Not a lot changes here on Parks Mountain.


Day three. Probably a combined twelve hours of sleep between us.


Colorado! Lamar, a place to defy norms.
These sliding experiences were noticeably inferior to those at the City Museum's.
But a slide's a slide, no two ways about it. We rode on.

La Junta, Colorado

Wando tries to look cool. Wandhi makes fun of him. Classic.
Bent's Fort.
A familiar tree. . .
Our old house in La Junta...lookin' good, lookin' good.

Rocky Ford Medical Center where the Wandhi was finally unleashed upon the masses.

In the shadow of Mt. Blanca

Redwing, Colorado

Walking around the old haunt where mom and dad were chasing a dream once upon a time.


Untouched in almost thirty years.
The front yard.
This circle of stones...
Is this circle of stones.

Dining room.

Mom seven months pregnant with Basho in front of the house.

Front yard in 1979.

2009

1979.

Dad with Crow the dog, 1979.

frolic time!

Damn straight.
I think Mt. Blanca is right behind Yeshe's head in this shot?
Bison in Cripple Creek Canyon, Colorado.

About this time we arrived in Ft. Collins. You'll just have to take our word on how much fun it was to see our dear friends.


And then we continued onward into Wyoming.





Wandhi gets the coordinates for our next mini-mission.

Kemererererer, Wyoming

Idaho

Sunset over the Sawtooth Mountains.
A small flurry comes in from the west.
Weird, I wonder why they're called Sawtooths...
We met up with a modern mountain man named Brendan, one of Yeshe's old buds from UMO. This is his house in the Lowman area of Idaho, where Bash spent the night in our house to the right while Yesh roughed it on the ground outside.
Kirkham hot springs, right next to the beautiful Payette River, 50 yards down the road from where we slept. The falls on the left are unsulfured and some of the hotter around Idaho at 120f! A few minutes in one of the pools and a quick dip in the river beside refreshed us enough to get on the road again for the last great push of our journey.