Miles of long straight road after we climbed out of the river valley.
A beautiful field of canola (or maybe mustard) amid all the wheat fields.
Fledgling western king birds in a tree near our lunch spot. The young ones never moved, parents flew in and out, and we had a lovely warbling accompaniment to our meal.
A picture doesn't do justice to this marvelous ice cream soda from an old fashioned soda fountain. The young woman serving had no idea how to make a soda, so I taught her, just the way I like it, of course.
When we have facilities available, we take turns making dinner for the group. I had a great crew helping me prepare vegetable cous cous, complete with fresh local apricots. The men cleaned up.
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