Thanks for the comments. All of this is for nothing if I don't make you think.
Northeast of Lowman, Idaho Salmon River Mountains
I miss you, let me get that out of the way now. I'm trying with everything I have to get back to you as soon as I can. I know that you're strong, but life now would be easier for both of us two as one than two ones.
Larry and I have company again. Well, we have lots of company. A group of campers who were in the Boise forest camping when all of this hit have joined up with us for safety. Mostly young couples, a few small kids. They are a joy to watch even in this hardship of constant travel, cooling temperatures, and the occasional cold rain lately.
There are three of us now with bikes. We've been going out two at a time to scout ahead of the main group. We find our path less governed by the map than by rumor and warning when we can get them.
The past two towns were tense. You could feel it in the air. Once the folks saw the children they did seem to come out of their shells more, but they talk of groups now and then passing through with purpose. What purpose no one knows, but the looks speak volumes.
Food hasn't been plentiful, but it has been enough. Our initial stretch of walking served to harden us and now we, I hope, are prepared a little more for these mountains.
The continental divide is ahead of us yet.
In all we talk of now, there is the feeling that we must make haste out of this area. Idaho, I once spoke of it as part of the American Redoubt, well, there may be other less desirable types about too. Try not to worry though. Larry and I are both careful in what we do.
Camps are more often cold ones than not now. Our traveling companions are probably better equipped for that than we are.
The area we are in is beautiful, but rugged. I've watched too many westerns I think because I see ambush in every valley and snipers on every hill. Darn overactive imagination.
The bow works well, but doesn't really ride well on the bike.
You remember when I tried to get you to learn how to use the shotgun? Maybe I should have started you with a bow, might have been less intimidating. I relented in the end and gave up trying to teach you. Maybe I should have tried harder. Maybe I should have painted scenarios like this for you to scare you into trying.
No, that's wrong, I'm sorry. Forgive me.
Forgive me for lots of things now that I'm not there, or curse me for not being there. I guess that would be your right.
At night I have dreams that when I get home I'll find another man in my place taking care of things. Would serve me right for leaving. I spent too much time at work, placed too much importance on it. It was a way to get the money we wanted for the things we thought we needed. How many of those things do we need now? Half of them probably don't even work now.
I have to close now. Larry and George are back from their ride up to our future path and they don't look happy.