Brrrrrrr
I decide to take one of my favorite detours and head north and then east through stunningly beautiful upstate south and western New York, which appears to be predominately populated with Indigenous peoples, and where last time I came through, I had soooooo many positives and heard lots of news coverage of an anti-war march. This time I saw lots of Dean bumper stickers, peace signs, and even impeach bush.
I’m running into snow again, and FREEZING cold. I find a beautiful rest stop – all of upstate New York is beautiful – in the midst of res land – and spend the rest of the nite. When I wake, ice has formed on the inside and outside of my windows. The water in my windshield wipers is just that – water – so I have to stop every few miles, hop out and scrap my windows – brrrrrr – not a pleasant task for a Californian who doesn’t do snow! It has stopped snowing but the road is sloshy and every time a truck passes, my windshield freezes dirt and ice!
