Many things are great about living in a small town, like yesterday. Late afternoon I drove over to the post office to pick up our mail that was on vacation hold. Bob was behind the counter, his back to me. I like to think Bob has his finger on the pulse of our community. He knows everybody by first name. Bob was sorting large envelopes. He knew I was there. "Well you've been gone so long we had to send all your mail back."
"Sure you did," I deadpanned.
I was expecting him to say something like, " Don't you keep that swiss army knife sharp enough to shave with?"
He went into the back and brought out my mail.
"Now just bring me back the post office plastic bin. Don't try to return any mail you don't like. We don't take anything back."
We were back home, the Lady and me. Eighteen nights spent in our camper. We stood on high places. We walked in canyon bottoms. We saw wapiti, black bear, bighorn, pronghorn, mule deer, bison, marmots, and pikas; lots of birds. We met family and friends including a WTW buddy. We ventured in the lands of the ancient ones, endured a city big enough to have signal lights, and had an impromptu All Terrain Camper rally. We traveled many times in 4x4 low range. We spent time along the maggot superhighway. We also found the quiet, solitude, and peace we search for. We saw many new places, a couple of times by jointly saying, "Let's go there!" It was the kind of trip that we wish could go on forever.........
This is a place holder for when the story unfolds, the photos are edited, and all that typing gets done. Might take a bit of time. Lots of chores to get caught up on and I got to get through that tub of mail and figure out a way of getting some of it back to Bob.
The beginnings - Part One can be found here -
And Part Two is now complete
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And the saga is now complete with Part Seven
, catch you guys out and about some time! 
