On a mere whim, Chigger stumbles into a Cleveland landmark and is inspired.
What you see here–in a time-lapsed 2 minutes–is a daily pain in the butt. What you don’t see: packing it all up again the following morning and stuffing into the car in order to do it again at the next location.
After clocking 5,000 road miles since June 29, Chiggerticky (now on the upper peninsula of Michigan) offers three brief reflections: 1) weird state laws; 2) the dirty side of camping; and 3) living with bugs.
Briefly, (off camera!) he waxes theological (in a secular sort of way) about why people may be drawn to Montana. Then he shuts up and lets the scenery speak for itself. The music—which is powerful—is “Christ Child Lullaby” by Barry Phillips, Sarah-Jane Summers and friends.
Chiggerticky shuts his mouth and shares a little of what he saw in Yellowstone National Park. (He asked me to ask you to forgive him for the shaky camera hand.)
Chigger hates to subject you to this inanity. Chigger is presently working on two scenic videos of stuff he saw at Yellowstone Park and at Glacier Park. Increasingly, people are telling him to get his Billy Bob mug away from in front of the camera. In the meantime, please humor him.
Friends! Wanna to let you know I’ll be “off the grid” the next few days. I have NO CELL COVERAGE at my campsite and very little elsewhere in Yellowstone. I have no electricity, and the batteries on my vid cam and computer are depleted. I am recharging the vid cam via an inverter plugged into my car ciglighter and will get some park footage. But it may not be posted for a few days. Have already seen several buffalo/bison but no bears. I don’t care if I never see any, after the woman at the registration desk so riveted with me fear. “Listen,” she said, peering over her reading glasses, “they’ll tear straight into your tent for food.” Picking up the fearful mood, I pounded fist on counter and declared on point of panic, “Why they are terribly uncouth creatures, aren’t they?” She looked at me quizzically and said, “Uh….yeah…right. Here’s your windshield decal.”
He sees the Tower and then apparently just goes nuts. (His most embarrassing vid so far.)
Chigger mounts a vigorous (and inebriated) defense of occasional alcohol consumption while traveling cross country.
He will not be daunted. Now crossing Nebraska like those of the olden day (only he’s got a credit card).
A shower, some sunshine, a lake, a distant sailboat, and he feels better! (He still doesn’t actually know where he is, though. He keeps saying northwest Missouri, when it’s really southwest Missouri. But in his case ignorance is bliss, bless his heart).
His mood turns foul . . .
I apologize. This is WAY too long. I’ll shorten up and make ’em more interesting.
Good news! After nearly $600, Godfrey is given a clean bill of health. (C’mon wid it!) So I am now frenziedly strapping my gear upon the old beast. The trip’s on! Will post video as soon as I’m able.
Yesterday, en route to get a few last things for today’s departure, I had a car wreck–one that would qualify as a fender-bender. Only in this case it was a strut-bender. My car, the beloved, Godfrey, is now in the shop with “Cowboy,” the mechanic, replacing strut. None of that sounds good, I know. Nevertheless, I hope Cowboy will emerge shortly with a good bill of health. If I can get to Memphis by 10 pm, the trip will still be on schedule. Please send up prayers, good vibes, etc.
Hey, friends! Beginning on Saturday June 29, I and my trusty steed, Godfrey, will head west on a 7,000-plus mile road-trip. I will be trying to video blog or VLOG this trip. So standby and check back soon.