The tiny mag light shone out into the darkness, creating an imagine that bounced onto the windows of the van and surrounded me.. “What are you doing?” I broke the silence.. “Marking our trail on my atlas” came the reply “I got a little bit ahead of where we actually are.. but I’m screaming across Pennsylvania, riding my pink highlighter home..”
Hallelujah! In no time- we were riding into the beautiful Valley on more than imagination and a highlighter… We are home!
We left Cabalas and the girls started riding like troopers, and so we just kept driving.. 1430+ miles.. Thank you, Lord. .
We stopped by the place in Iowa that inspired “The Church in the Wildwood” and sang there.. That is quite the place! I could hardly believe when Juanita -with her eye for unique facts- read that in 2009, the 73,000th couple exchanged vows in “that little brown church in the Vale..” The church has been there since 1841, and it was really neat to see…
And last night coming across Illinois, we saw 2 more crop dusters feeding a field.. That is so neat! But weren’t able to increase the number of working combines past 103…
10,200 miles since the end of June.. Time moves so quickly.. Its seems like so long ago since we were heading west- with my head all full of that ABC game, but in another way it was only yesterday.. The best part was the look of surprise on the faces of our loved ones as we showed up, unannounced.. We have many a story to tell.. 🙂 Thanks for stopping by.. Please don’t be a stranger just because the trip is completed.. Hope to see you down the trail… Blessings, Kendra
“This Land Is Your Land” by Woody Guthrie