I'm so excited! We'll arrive at the Clarkston house today. We left the Mile High Warnock's house about 4:30 a.m., being as quiet as we could so as not to awaken the household. Tough to do, especially with the dogs watching us. It was 61 and windy driving out of Denver. Mike's northward route took us through the Poudre Canyon and nearing the summit we came into snow and icy conditions at 28 degrees.
"I hope you make it home," said brother Chuck while watching the Weather Channel one evening. "The trouble with travel at this time of year is that you never know about the weather," observed Kelly's grandfather. Well, we couldn't have asked for a more beautiful fall in which to see the sights in Utah. It seemed so strange when we occasionally came upon signs "closed for the winter." It's easy to see how the pioneers got caught in storms.
We spent the night in Rexburg where it has rained rather heavily. After breakfast we'll head toward Missoula, then take Hwy 12 to our valley. Breakfast is ready. Later . . .
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