In beginning this new Quest, I have set the focus of my life on learning how to obey what Jesus said was the first and greatest commandment. A Pharisee, upon coming to Jesus to test him said: Master, which is the great commandment in the law?

Jesus said unto him, Thou shalt love the Lord thy God with all thy heart, and with all thy soul, and with all thy mind. This is the first and great commandment.

Upon arising this morning, I dress, start the jammer and drive to a f-mart for a cup of coffee. With a cup of hot in hand, I drive south on US 101 until I reach the village of Hebo, Oregon where I turn southeast on SH 22, also called the Three Rivers Highway. I travel along one of the most curve filled roads that I have driven in a very long time. After driving many miles, I arrive at the Fort Yamhill Heritage Area where it appears there is a big pow wow held here by the Grand Ronde native Americans.

About a mile after the fort, I arrive at the junction of SR 18 and turn east following it for some four miles before turning right back onto SR 22 southeast and continue on SR 22 all the way to Salem, cross the Willamette river on the Center street bridge, travel east on Center street, under IH 5, to the e-mart where I return the power adapter purchased here about two weeks ago. I explain that I kept getting an error message telling me that I should use the power adapter that came with the computer.

Upon leaving the e-mart, I turn right and drive south on Lancaster drive back to SR 22 and continue east again. The state route continues up into the Cascade Mountains along the Santiam river. Soon, I cross the Breitenbush river bridge over Detroit Lake into Detroit and notice that the lake surface is down about twenty feet. The highway continues following the river as the trees become higher as the river slowly become a much narrower waterway and later leads off to the east up into the high elevations of the Cascades mountains.

The state highway then arrives at US 20 where I turn east onto this highway and follow it over Santiam pass, crossing the PCT and then down on the east side of the Cascade mountains to Sisters, Oregon where I stop briefly to purchase a few stickers for the jammer. From Sisters, it is another twenty or so miles to Bend, where I stop to visit Gordon where he is staying in an apartment. I am able to retrieve my box of the next revision of Episode One. We talk until after dark and then I retire to the jammer for the evening.

Looking up, I see that the moon is red and grab my camera to take a few photos.

Upon arising, I drive to the w-mart on the north side of Bend and stop at the w-mart for coffee, com and a day of key pounding. After updating several web pages, I then upload them to the web server. Next, I update my online journal after which I upload it as well.

During the afternoon, I get out the new proof copy and begin going through it again. At six this evening, I pack out, go to the hg-mart to purchase canned salmon, sprouted rice and some veggies. Then, I drive to Gordon′s home to visit with him for a short time before heading out to find a place to overnight.

Awake to the sun shinning into the jammer, rise, dress and then drive to the w-mart for coffee, com and key pounding. I plan to work on my proof for another day. At four this afternoon, I finish all the photos that needed re-sizing and then get a call from Gordon. He is coming out to the mall where I am at and wants to come in to have a cup of hot with me.

We also make plans to go out in the ministry tomorrow morning, after which, I will take him to Redmond to look at a car that he may purchase. I then drop him off at his home and I go in and cook supper for the two of us, my Repast with a can of tuna on the side. He likes it and has a second serving. We both clean up the kitchen and I then pack out to go find a place to park for the night.

Awake early but continue to sleep for some time. Upon rising, I dress, drive to a f-mart for coffee and then to Gordon′s home to pick him up for us both to go to the ministry meeting at Dave and Jennifer′s home. Gordon and I work together with Chad and Heather but only go out for two hours. After the ministry, Gordon and I go to the top of Pilot Butte, an extinct cinder cone within the city limits of Bend, Oregon.

Gordon and I then drive north on US 97 to Redmond to look at a 1978 Ford LTD which the owner claims only has 71,000 miles on it. When we arrive, I walk around the car one and say to Gordon, this car has a lot more than 71k miles, maybe even 271k miles. After I complete the walk around, noting damage to tail lights, deteriorating paint, dents in the side, rotting lower panels and more, I open up the hood and find the hinges are both broken and the hood needs to be held up with a board. I then tell the woman This car is not worth $1000.00, the price she is asking and she goes into some speech on how dependable it is. I repeat to her, It is not worth a thousand dollars. Gordon, then tells her, I am sorry, I am not going to buy this car, it needs way too much work just to keep it on the road.

We then get back into the jammer and drive back to Bend, where I drop Gordon off at his home and he tells me that he is going to keep looking. I drive to the w-mart and continue pounding keys until seven when I pack out and drive back to Pilot Butte to watch the sunset and moonrise.

Upon arriving, I see that there are many more people here for these two events and the parking area on top is nearing full. Still I am able to find a space to park the jammer. I grab my camera, walk up to the view platform and begin working the crowd. During the evening of photographing the events and talking with those there, I am able to witness to one man named Brian, telling him about the paradise earth. He tells me that he is Christian but has never heard about the paradise.

Leaving the top of Pilot Butte just before ten this evening, I drive into town and find a place to park, climb into the back and close my eyes.

Upon awaking, I immediately smell the smoke again, rise, dress, and drive to the w-mart, the one on US 20 east of town. I purchase a cup of coffee, sit down to check com and then begin uploading photos and text to both my website and to social media. At ten, I see Gordon walk in and after he gets his coffee and breakfast sandwich, he joins me where I am working on my computer. He tells me that he has another plan and most of the details are already worked out. He explains them to me as says that e will most likely be leaving Tuesday or Wednesday. This to me is really good news to me because I was somewhat concerned about him.

Then he rides with me to the meeting after which, I tell him that I am going camping at the state park just south of Bend but that I will be back by Tuesday morning. When he says, See ya then, I leave the hall, drive south on US 97, stop briefly at the Lava Beds visitor center for a couple of stickers and then continue driving south to the state park, check in to space #10 and set up camp.

Then, I clean up the jammer, put away all the groceries that I had purchased in Bend at the hg-marts, wash the tires and bumpers. After all the chores, I grab my last set of shorts and polo shorts, my towel and shower bag and head for the shower house for my first hot shower since day 1000 TB, last Tuesday on the Oregon coast.

That is fine with me because I have been doing alcohol rubs and even washing my hair at the w-marts in the restroom. Still, a week between hot showers is long enough for me despite my saying I don′t need hot showers, I can do without then. Tough guy, hey! No, regardless of how tough I may sound, I still enjoy a hot shower from time to time.

Returning to the jammer, I get out food which does not require cooking and have my supper. Then, I turn on the computer and record the day′s journal entry after which I get into the horizontal to read for a short time before closing my eyes.

Upon rising, I dress, walk to the shower house and do the hot water again. I must say, when it is available, very seldom do I pass it up. Retuning to the jammer, I unplug and pack out, drive out of the camp, south on US 97 to Lapin, Oregon where I go directly to the l-mart to wash my everyday clothes, my bed blanket and my meeting shirts. I share some Good News with the lady working behind the counter, bur what I was tell her did not appear to reach her heart. Leaving the l-mart, I drive next to the g-mart and purchase onions, garlic, an avocado, and sesame seed butter, after which I drive back to the campground.

Still in the morning when I return, I jack up the front of the jammer and change the oil. I put the old oil in the empty containers to deposit later at the ap-mart and an old dress shirts I have been saving to clean up afterwards. Then, I put away the groceries and use the sesame seed butter to make my new fudge recipe.

With the smoke gone, today turns out nice with clear skies but the afternoon become really hot, maybe as high as the nineties. This kind of temperatures cause me to melt, so I close the doors and take a nap. At five, I rise, walk to the shower house and take another shower and upon returning to the campsite begin my supper preparations, which for tonight are a pot of Repast.

Later, I finish my journal entry, read for a while and then close my eyes.

Upon rising, I dress, walk to the shower house for one more hot shower. Then, I return to the jammer, unplug, leave the campground, drive north on US 97 and stop at the w-mart. Gordon texts me and I tell him I have arrived in town. I purchase coffee, check my com and begin pounding keys.

Awake, dress, drive to a w-mart for coffee, com, and key pounding until eight-thirty when I pack out, put on my suit and drive to the hall for the ministry meeting with the circuit overseer. I work with Joel, Tabree and one other sister and we do some house to house and then stop to visit a sister and her husband.

In the early afternoon, I return to the w-mart to pound keys for a time more.

Awake, dress, drive to the w-mart for coffee, com and a short time with the key pounding. At eight-thirty, I pack out and drive to the hall for another morning in the ministry. Afterwards, I return to the w-mart for more of the same.

At eight, I stop, drive to a restaurant and have a salmon meal but the rest of the food was GMO and inflammatory to the maximum. I eat the food but decide then that I will never return to this chain, they are to industrialized.

Leaving the f-mart, I drive to a place to park, watch a couple of the videos that I downloaded while in the f-mart and then turn in. I plan to stick around for the entire circuit overseers visit, which continues through Sunday and also continue to spend time in the ministry each day.

This morning′s crisp cold makes the sky extremely clear and upon rising, get dressed and drive to the w-mart for coffee. Too, Pilot Butte has not smoke over it and it clearer than I have seen it since arriving in Bend.

At eight-thirty, I pack out, dress in my suit, drive to the hall for another morning in the ministry. I work with Trevor, Bob and Tyler until just after noon. Then, I drive to the w-mart and begin working on the Oregon Lighthouses page.

By seven this evening, I complete the uploads of the new pages and then pack out to go to have Mexican food. After eating, I find a place to park and begin watching more of the new downloaded videos. Finally, I read for a time in the book of John before going to sleep.

Awake at five-thirty this morning but remain prone until six and hear the Canada geese flying by. Then, I rise, dress and drive to the w-mart for coffee, comb my hair, com and to begin my journal entry for this day. There is another very clear morning sky starting this day. At eight-thirty, I pack out, dress in my tie and drive to the hall for the ministry meeting and I am assigned to work with Bob, Trevor, and Jack.

In the early afternoon, I return to the w-mart to continue working on the website, and complete in building all the pages for the Grand Lodges.

Awake, drive to the w-mart for coffee and to study for the meeting today. Then, I continue on adding photos to the Grand Lodges Gallery, completing the Old Faithful Inn, and continuing down the list. At noon, I pack out, dress in my suit and drive to the hall for the last day of the CO visit. Good and encouraging talk for youths of all ages. Then, I return to the w-mart for more key pounding.

At dark, I pack out and hit the street for the night.

Awake early but go back to sleep, then, I drive to the hg-mart for more almond butter because this is the first time I have seen organic a-butter for less than ten dollars, in fact, I buy two. Then, I drive north on US 97 out of Bend and stop at the w-mart in Redmond, Oregon for coffee and to upload my journal entry, after which, I begin my long journey east back to the mountains.

Leaving Redmond, I drive east on US 26, through Prineville, then up to the Ochoco pass and into the land of John Day and not long after begin traveling along the John Day river for some time and finally arrive a the state park. Upon entering at three in the afternoon, I find that there are many spaces open and choose space 24 because it is in total shade.

I first wash my cook pot, both sierra cups and the shirt I am wearing. Next, I walk to the shower house for a hot shower and then I return to my campsite to begin cooking. Too, while the cook pot is working toward a boil, I take one of my new jars of almond butter and turn it into my new Fudge recipe except I did not roll it into balls, but instead put it back into two of the a-butter jars so that I can spoon it out whenever I want to.

At seven-thirty this evening, all is quite, well, except for the crickets and I shut down the computer, get into the horizontal to watch a couple of videos before closing my eyes.

I purposely slept in this morning because I would only be driving to Ontario, Oregon so that I can go to the hall in this town. I had previously checked online and found there is a midweek meeting here tonight. I do stop at the Kam Wah Chung state historical site to see if they have a bumper sticker but find out they do not. Leaving John Day, I continue driving east on US 26 to Vale, Oregon where I turn left and continue east on US 26 to Ontario where I briefly drive east on IH 84 to exit 376 and take US 30 east to find a w-mart.

Upon arriving at the w-mart, I go inside for a bite to eat and then work for a while on my computer while awaiting for the meeting tonight. I complete a new page in the photo gallery for Kam Wah Chung & Company, which page will take the information off of my daily journal where a similar link will direct any readers to the new page.

At six this evening, I pack out and drive to the hall for the midweek meeting and meet some of the friends of one more congregation along my journeys. Afterwards, I drive back to the IH exit and this time go to the d-mart for the evening.

It is somewhat warm and it takes a little while to cool off enough so that I can sleep, so I watch a video and read. Soon enough, I put away my electronics and close my eyes.

I sleep in until the suntouch, which occurs just a few minutes after seven this morning. Then, I drive across the street to the w-mart for coffee, com and some key pounding. By ten this morning, I have created and uploaded another photo gallery page, this one of the full size replica of Stonehenge which is located in Maryhill, Washington.

Then, I pack out and continue my eastward drive towards Montana. Through Boise on Ih 84, left on US 26 through Gooding to Craters of the Moon and right to Lava Flow campground. I find site 32 open, park the jammer and walk back to the pay station to pay for and secure the site.

After greeting some of my neighbors, I begin cleaning up the jammer and afterwards take a bucket bath. Finally, I climb inside totally exhausted from the day′s activities and especially the heat.

When the sun becomes close to the horizon, I grab my camera, step outside, and sit on the picnic table to watch to see what happens.

Most every time I have been here, there are no clouds but tonight, the clouds, most likely smoke from the many wildfires is thick on the horizon and provides a nice suntouch and sunglow.

With another warm evening and not being able to get to sleep quickly, I sleep in this morning. Upon rising, I dress, make sure everything is stowed aboard and drive out of the campground to the visitors center. I stop briefly for a walk through the center and try to glean a little more about this marvelous volcano.

Then, I resume the eastward drive on US 20 and find that the problem that began over the last couple of days has gotten worse. Even so, it does not appear to be causing too much harm as it only slows the engine speed slightly intermittently. I will stop in Idaho Falls when I arrive there later this morning.

In town, I stop first at an ap-mart and they do not have the right diagnostic tool, neither does the second ap-mart. However, the second one tells me that the local Ar-mart sould be able to do it. I drive there and ask how much to diagnose a check engine light and manager Cory tells me forty-five dollars. I tell him Ok but also ask him if he has a discount for a disabled veteran. He thanks me for my service and tells me that he has two sons in the military.

He does not answer my question about the discount but he sends a mechanic out to the jammer who comes back and says he thinks that it is the throttle position sensor (TPS) but that he could not access any data. The manager tells me, The part is $52.00 and it is another $100.00 for labor, to which I answer him, I don′t have that kind of money, how much just for the diagnostics? Cory says again, Thanks for you service, no charge. I shake his hand, say, Thank you kindly and then leave.

This is not the first time I have used my Disabled Veteran card and I am reminded again of the verse at 1 Corinthians 7: 29 But this I say, brethren, the time is shortened, that henceforth... 31 ...those use this world, (may be as those) not using it to the full: for the fashion of this world passeth away. (ASV)

Leaving the ar-mart, I go directly back to the ap-mart and purchase the TPS for twenty-five dollars, one which comes with a life time warranty as well as rewards point. It will come in tomorrow morning and I call Joe to ask if there is any special installation instructions. He tells me the prescribed way to replace the TPS and now I just need to wait for it to arrival tomorrow.

I park at the d-mart and set up for the night. It is another warm evening in a city under five thousand feet in elevation

After rising, I dress, drive to the w-mart, go in for coffee, com and of course, more key pounding. The part for the jammer arrives just after noon and then it takes me just over an hour to install it. I then talk with a woman in the home next to where I am parked and before I leave, she offers to give me a bag of food. It tell her that I am on a special diet and that most the food that most people eat is not included. She questions me about it and I end up giving her one of my website cards because she says that she was recently diagnosed with diabetes.

When I leave town, I drive north on US 20, I see that the check engine light has gone off, but the TPS still is causing the engine to surge, but Joe tells me that it just needs an adjustment. I check both in my repair manual and online, but I remain at a loss as to how to this, so I will continue with the throttle surging until I find the fix.

It take me a couple of hours to drive to Bozeman and upon arriving I stop at the hardware store to buy two new hex head screws for the TPS so that I can remove it easier for adjustment. Then, I drive to the w-mart for WiFi and after a couple of hours waiting for it to cool off, finally get in the back and get horizontal.

After a late night waiting for it to cool down, I sleep late but then get up and go inside for coffee, com and key pounding. I work on my web site and at four this afternoon, I upload my newly created 2018 Suntouch Gallery.

Right after that, I pack out and go outside to install the two new screws holding the TPS which takes less than an hour. Then I returned back into the air conditioning to begin writing my journal entry for today.

After the sunset, I drive to a Mexican restaurant for a vegetable salad, chips and salsa. Then, I return to the parking lot to climb into the back of the jammer but have to wait until it cools off to go to sleep.

Awake, dress, walk inside for coffee, com and to do today′s Bible study. At nine, I pack out and drive to the hall for the meeting and afterwards join the meeting for the ministry. We go out for a little longer than an hour and I am able to talk to one man who shows some interest in the Bible. Then, I drive back to the w-mart to continue on the project at hand.

At dusk-thirty, I drive to the g-mart to purchase a package of spinach and one of mushroom which I use to make a salad. Afterwards, I climb into the back of the jammer and wait for it to cool off enough for me to achieve sleep.

Another day like most, repeating my morning routine. The work I do today is on the photo gallery, particularly the Nonpareils as I am updating the pages with new links and adding more photos and do this until evening.

After the sunsets, I retire to the jammer, eat a meal and then read for a time before closing my eyes.

Awake, dress, walk into the w-mart for coffee, com and to update my journal. Once doing this, I begin working on the Dayspring gallery pages again.

At six this evening, I pack out to the jammer, dress in my suit and drive to the hall for the midweek meeting only to find out that the Spanish Congregation is having the circuit overseers visit and has there meeting tonight. So, I stay for the meeting.

Afterwards, I drive to the d-mart to overnight. It is much cooler this evening.

Awake, dress, go into the d-mart for the rest room, after which I drive to the w-mart for coffee, com and a short time with the pounding of keys. By noon, I am totally ready to get back on the road and head out driving south to make Yellowstone my first stop on my southbound snowbird journey.

On the way in, I nearly rear end a truck who slams on his breaks because a bison is walking down the road in front of the oncoming traffic.

Arriving at my destination, I find a parking space and go inside to take a shower, after which I walk out to the viewing deck in hopes to see a geyserbow. However, the clouds slowly move in and block the sun just before the last eruption.

Leaving the viewing deck, I return to the jammer and prepare for my evening.

I awake, walk inside and go into the deli for a cup of coffee and a egg sandwich. Then, I walk up to the second floor to set up my computer and begin working of my web pages, still working on the Nonpareils and hope to get most completed today.

At six this evening, Martha begins to set up at the piano and soon after she begins pounding keys. I must say, her key pounding is much more melodious than mine and I do so like listening to her music while I work on my computer.

At ten this evening, she pack out and I follow soon after. Then, I walk out to the jammer and get into the horizontal.

Awake just before the suntouch, dress, walk inside to set up my computer at my regular desk and after doing so, walk to the restroom for a hot shower. When I have obtained the clean feeling once again, I return to my office and begin today′s journal entry after which I walk downstairs to the deli for some hot water to make a cup of tea.

After a short morning with the key pounding, I pack out and return to the jammer. Then, I drive to the post office and deposit a pack of cards addressed to some of my friends. I only wish I knew more of the mailing addresses so I could send out more post cards.

Then, I turn on my battery charger and begin driving south on US 191, the same highway that I have been driving south on since leaving Bozeman, Montana.

My plan is, for the next several weeks, to continue south on US 191 all the way to the Mexican border, which will take me through first, Flaming Gorge National Recreation Area, Red Canyon, Price Canyon, Arches National Park, Canyonlands National Park, Mesa Verde National Park, Hovenweep National Monument, Canyon de Chelly National Monument, Chaco Canyon National Historical Park, Petrified Forest National Park and so many more parks.

Later, in southern Arizona, I plan to turn left on SH 186 and to drive to Chiricahua National Monument where I have been wanting to cool weather camp.

Well, at least all my plans above sound really good to me, but for it to actually work out in this way could be an entirely different story.

Not too long after leaving Yellowstone, I come upon the first crossing of the Green River at Warren Bridge. This is where the headwaters of the river come down from the mountains and here there is a BLM campground where I have overnighted on several occasions in the past travels through this area.

Driving south for about six hours, I make my first stop in Rock Springs where I will go out in the ministry tomorrow and make the weekend meeting on Sunday. I go in to the w-mart for some air conditioning since the outside temperature is in the eighties. Also, if it does not cool down quickly, my entire southbound route may change, however, I will persist for as long as I can.

At sunset, I walk outside and immediately, I sense the temperature to be quite comfortable, even near the low sixties. I drive to the d-mart, park and soon climb into the back of the jammer to get horizontal and read for a time before sleep.

Slept very comfortable last night as the temperature dropped quickly after the sunset and bottomed in the mid forties. Wow, was that sleep perfection. I drive to the w-mart, walk inside and see an entirely new interior remodel and I have only been gone since day 985 TB, just over a month ago. I purchase a cup of hot and check my com after which I begin today′s journal entry. Shortly after eight this morning, I pack out, walk to the jammer and put on my ministry clothes. Then, I drive to the hall for the ministry meeting. I work with Will, his two sons, Klyde an Nikki and together we do several streets of Will′s territory, then some calls and then we take a short break. Afterwards, we do some more calls and then head back to the hall.

Leaving the hall, I drive to the Rock Springs Recreation center to check out the hours and available features. I find out that they also have a hot shower and it is $2.50 for seniors to access the facility, just like the civic center that I have previously used. Only, the recreation center is much closer to the area where I normally overnight. Finally, I return to the w-mart, park and go inside to pound keys for the remainder of the day while the temperature outside goes up into the eighties.

Awake, rise, dress, drive to the w-mart for coffee, and com. At nine, I walk outside to put my suit on and then drive to the meeting at the hall. Afterwards, Tina invites me to her home to join her, her husband Carsten and some of the friends for lunch. She has prepared a wonderful Mexican meal and this is perfect since I have been wanting to have Mexican for several weeks now. Then I return to the w-mart for a few hours while the temperature is still in the high eighties.

At about six, I pack out, drive to the Bitter creek house and visit with Wayne, Summer and the boys for a couple of hours before returning to the d-mart for the evening when the night cool air returns..

Awake, rise, dress, drive to the w-mart for coffee, com and to begin my journal entry. Then at eight this morning, I pack out, drive east on Dewar Street to a hair salon to get a hair cut. Afterwards, I drive back past the w-mart, then onto the IH 80 west to exit 99, the Purple Sage exit and continue south on US 191.

There are several view points where I stop and take photos of the Green river canyon which is far below and some distance to the west. I continue south on the highway and soon arrive at the Utah state line after which I enter Flaming Gorge National Recreation Area.

Next, I arrive at one of my favorite scenic view stops at the Flaming Gorge Dame Overlook which is just north of the dam. This, methinks, is by far the best view of the dam area.

Then, I drive around to the dam, cross on the top and stop at the visitors center on the west side of the dam. Here, they conduct guided tours of the dam and there is a picnic area and boat ramp.

The next stop is the Cart Creek Bridge, a steel arch bridge built in 1962 to cross the Flaming Gorge Reservoir.

Next on the stops is Red Canyon in the Flaming Gorge Recreation Area, a place I have been at least twice before but to my recollection, the entire area was overcast and foggy. Today, however, the sky is clear and the sun is shining brightly.

I drive out to the Edge of the Rim, park, and walk out to the viewpoint to find the views here superb. The elevation here is 7400 feet, the depth from the rim to the water is 1700 feet, and the width across the canyon is 4000 feet.

US 191 next takes me south through the Ashley National Forest, named after General William Ashley, fur trader and explorer who descended to the Green River through Red Canyon on 03 May 1825 seeking a water route to the Gulf of Mexico.

This forest is replete with Aspens in fall color.

Upon beginning the descent from this high elevation forest, I come to an expansive overlook of Red Mountain, Big Brush Gorge, the Red Fleet Reservoir and extensive destruction of the landscape from the phosphate mines.

Here is where I believe that I am officially in the Great Basin Desert after my crossing over the

Awake at the first bell, rise, dress and drive to the w-mart for coffee. By eight this morning, after I get a second cup, I pack out and begin my drive to Moab, Utah. I wonder what awaits me on the continued drive south on US 191.

Arriving in Moab, I look for a w-mart but find it is in a g-mart and there are no places to sit down and plug in. So, I drive to the f-mart and sit inside where it is cool. After about an hour, I return to the jammer where I have parked it under a large shade tree and climb in to lie down for an hour or so before the meeting tonight. At six, I put on my suit, drive to the hall and wait for the friends to arrive. At seven-fifteen one car shows up and when the couple gets out, they tell me that they are Swiss and speak French. However, the sister does speak some English and we converse for a time. Soon, we are on our way elsewhere.

It is a little after eight this evening and decide to drive to the Canyonlands national park, about thirty miles. Arriving in the park, I stop for the night at the visitors center because the sign at the entrance station reads: Campground Full. It is dark and quite here and I am amazed how much traffic come into the park after dark.

It is cooler here than it was in Moab and I am able to get to sleep quickly. I look outside several times during the night and see many stars, the Milky Way and in the early morning hours see Orion rising.

Rising quickly, I get dress and then drive to where I can get some photos of the sunglow, stopping at Shafer Canyon Overlook for a few photos and then continuing further south on the Islands in the Sky Overlook road.

By eight, the sunglow display is over, so I drive back north on the road, stop at the Green River Overlook campground to look for an open campsite. I find two and choose the one with the most shade, fill out a fee envelope and post the stub at the campsite. Then, I get back in the jammer, drive to the visitors center to get some change, water and look at the bumper stickers. Next, I return back to the campground, drive to the campsite and then set up the jammer in the shade. Soon, another couple from Bar Harbor, Maine drives in and selects the one right next to me which becomes available and I start a conversation with them. He tells me his name but with my CRS, I do not remember.

Later, I see a young couple drive by three times and then see them walk by. I greet them and find out they are from Germany, here on a break from school. I ask them if they need a site to camp and they say Yes, but all the sites are taken. I tell them that the rules allow two vehicles per campsite and up to ten people. Then, I say, You can use half of my campsite. I am sleeping inside my vehicle and not using the tent site, besides, the driveway is large enough for two cars. He looks at me and says, You will do that? I answer, Of course. Then, I put on a pot of water and offer them a cup of hot. While we sip on the hot, I am able to tell both a little about the soon to come paradise earth.

When Usa and Marika leave to go exploring, I clean up the jammer and after begin a cook pot of my Repast. Later my friend from Maine walks by and we continue our conversation. As I finish cooking my meal, I offer him a taste to which he accepts and as he is eating the food, he says, This is really good. The conversation continues for over an hour during which I tell him how to reverse his cardiovascular disease. Too, I tell him that every thing I have told him is on my web site. He tells me that he will be checking it out.

I finish my meal and then continue on cleaning my home, after which I turn on the computer and do a little catch up on journal writing and photo sorting. At six-thirty, I look up and see that the sun is shining brightly on the mountains. So, I shut down the computer and drive to the Green River Overlook just a half mile south and begin taking sunset photos.

After the time on the rim of the canyon, I return to the campsite and soon after get into bed.

Awake, dress, then after checking outside the jammer to see if I left anything, I drive out of the campsite, stop briefly at the Grand View for the sunrise and then drive out of the park, back down SR 313, then turn right on US 191 and drive south through Moab, past Wilson Arch, and then right on SR 211 heading for the Needles district.

I stop first at Newspaper Rock and while there a group of people arrive and begin taking panorama photos. Curious, I look in the menu on my camera and find a panorama setting, set the camera and then learn how to take panorama photos.

Leaving the petroglyph site, I drive into Canyonland national park and the ranger at the entrance station tells me that there could be campsites open. I drive there to find the campsite is full but along the way in both directions continue to take photo of the rock formations.

With no where to camp, I leave the park and return to my southbound drive on US 191. Upon arriving at Monticello, I make the decision to go first to Mesa Verde and camp there until Sunday when I will go to Cortez, Colorado for the weekend meeting.

I drive past the visitors center, which building was not here during my last visit in 2009, drive the long climb from the valley up to the top of the mesa, and finally arrive at Morefield village where I go into the general store and purchase two nights in the campground. The camping fee is $31.00 for one night but with my senior pass, I receive the two nights for $31.00.

I drive to the campground and choose the site right next to the restroom, mostly because the clerk at the store said that the WiFi was strongest near to the restroom. I turn on my computer to check my com and see that there is four full bars. After checking com, I upload some files and then pound keys for awhile to catch up on my journal entries. Later, I put away the electronics and get horizontal.

Arise, dress and then turn on my computer to check com and update my journal. At seven-thirty this morning, I drive to Morefield Village for a hot shower. When I am finished, I begin the drive into the park to the museum so that I can purchase tour tickets. Arriving at the museum, I walk up to the desk and acquire three tickets, one for Cliff Palace at noon, one for Balcony House at one-thirty and another for Long House on the far western mesa top tomorrow at twelve-thirty.

Then, I browse through the museum and gift shop, find a couple of bumper stickers and then go back to the jammer to ready my day pack for the two tours today. I also don my hiking shoes, then drive to the location of the first tours and wait for the time to walk to the starting point.

Cliff Palace is the one ancient ruin that is probably the most known ruin of them all. Too, like the Balcony House, this is not the first time that I have toured these ruins, in fact I have been to both twice before. Too, I learned at the museum that some of the ruins are crumbling and are going through another series of restorations work to prevent the ruins and the cliffs above from collapsing.

Methinks it is just a matter of time and they will all return to the dust. The tour goes well and I am able to obtain a lot of new photos.

Then, I return to the jammer and drive to the next location, arriving at the starting point as the group is gathering.

Balcony House is another one of the ruins that will soon be closed so that the overhanging cliff can be worked on in order to prevent it from collapsing onto the ruins. I do hope they are able to shore it up because this is my favorite tour of all the ones that I have taken.

When the tour is over, I return to the jammer and drive back to Morefield village to go into the l-mart to work more on my computer.

Later, after the sun sets, I drive to my site, park, climb into the back and get horizontal.

Awake, rise and drive to the shower house. After taking a hot shower, I return back into the park and this time head to the Wetherill Mesa to visit Long House ruins. In the three previous visits to Mesa Verde, I have yet to visit this mesa and everything in this area is new to me. Yesterday, when I purchased my tour tickets, I also purchased one for Long House to view today.

Upon arriving at the kiosk, I walk to the ranger desk and ask about the twelve-thirty tour. The ranger Bailey tells me that the tour meets here, after which there is a one mile walk on the tram route to the location where the tour begins. I ask her if I can start the tram route walk early so that I can get there about the same time as the rest of the tour and she says yes, gives me the safety talk and then tells me about a shorter route. I return to the jammer to prepare my day pack and then work read for a while before beginning my walk.

The .9 mile walk is on top of a mesa with a burnt juniper forest and provides no shade whatsoever. However, there is two shades stops, tarp covered picnic tables, which the park has located at intersection of the trails. Previously, a tram would traverse the hard surface outer loop, dropping visitors off at he covered tram stop, from which the visitors would foot it on the walking trails to the ruin sites. It is a very hot midday walk and I stop at both of the shade stops to rest and drink water. Then I continue to the third shade stop which is at the starting point of the guided Long house tour and when arriving repeat the rest and water drinking.

The tour group arrives and joining them, we walk the trail down to Long House ruins and then the tour begins. There is a very long seep spring in the back of this cave which the ancients used for drinking water.

The tour last about an hour and then we are climbing back up to the mesa top where I stop at the shade stop to rest from the climb up and ready myself for the nearly one mile walk back to the parking lot. Soon, I am on my way to the second shade stop, then the third, stopping at each, and finally reach the jammer where I drop my day pack in the back and then climb into the drivers seat to begin my drive back to Farview where I go in for some air conditioning.

By the late afternoon, I am ready to leave and after driving to Morefield village, I decide to stay another night in the campground, go in and pay the fee and then go to the l-mart to work for a while on my computer. When I begin to park the jammer, there is a young woman sitting on the curb and she moves for me to park in the space. I apologize for making her move and she say it is Ok. I ask her if she is camping here and she says, I wish I could but can not afford the thirty bucks. I then offer to share my space and when she offers to pay half, I tell her it is not necessary.

We then drive to the space, I pull in to show her where I will be parking and then she pulls in the spot next to the jammer. We talk for a short time while she begins cooking her supper and I tell her that I will be back later, that I am going back to the desk in the laundry to work on my computer. When I do return, she is already in her vehicle with the lights out and I do likewise.

It has been a long day and with the temperature below fifty, I go right to sleep.

Up early, pack out and drive to the village to take one more shower before leaving the park. After the shower, I begin my drive back into Cortez and when arriving, I first locate the hall and right after, drive to a g-mart to buy ice and some vegetables. Then, I drive back to the hall and wait for the friends to arrive.

The meeting is very encouraging and the friend are warm and welcoming. Afterwards, I leave Cortez and begin the drive to my next park which is in Utah, arriving by four in the afternoon. I locate the campground, choose a site and begin setting up. Later, one of the rangers walks by to tell the campers there will be an astronomy presentation at eight tonight. I tell the ranger that I will be there.

Then I prepare my supper and after eating, I spend an hour cleaning the jammer. Just before eight, I drive to the visitors center for the presentation. Joseph, the ranger giving the presentation talks for a long time about the Navajo myths of how the stars came to be in the sky. Like most of the native American stories, this one seemed so unlikely to have any shred of truth at all. All of the stories sound as if they were stories made up to tell to very young children. We did get to look at several planets and the moon through the park telescope. Also, I take a few photos of the nearly full moon.

After the star gazing, I return to the campsite and got into the back of the jammer and closed my eyes.

Awake, dress and soon I am on the road to the next park. Upon arriving at Natural Bridges National Monument, I find that the campground is full, it having only thirteen sites. I stop at the visitors center but do not stay very long. Leaving the park, I drive south on SR 261 and after about an hour come upon a sign that states Moki Dugway and immediately after, another sign which tells me that the hard surface road will end and become a gravel one for the next two miles.

Normally, I do not drive on gravel roads because they cause lots of dust to settle inside the jammer, (which, after this snowbirding drive south, I will need to do a complete cleaning of my vehicle,) but I continue slowly and soon arrive at a pullout with the most amazing view, so much so that I need to take three panoramic views to photograph all of it.

After many photos, I continue down the switchback highway and soon after continue south on SR 261 driving past the Valley of the Gods as it is all dirt roads and only dry camping.

I then pass Goosenecks state park which has a five dollar entrance fee to see view of a double river bend of the San Juan river canyon. Then SR 261 ends at a T in the road, were I turn right and head south on US 163, past Mexican Hat monument and here too, stop to take a photo

Nor long after that, I come to the San Juan River, stop, take a photo and then cross the arch deck bridge to continue south on US 163.

It does not take long driving south on US 163 before I come into Monument Valley. The monolithic red sandstone butte monuments, each of which apparently has a name, are becoming visible in all direction along this entire highway, so much so that I can not help repeatedly stopping to photograph as many as I can.

A short time later, I cross into Arizona and continue taking photos of the butte monoliths while following US 163 south through Monument Valley. I then come to the town of Keyenta, Arizona where I stop at a ff-mart to check my com on WiFi. Then, I turn right on US 160 and drive west to SR 564, right again and then about ten miles to Navajo National Monument.

Upon arrive at the Navajo park, I drive to the campground and find it has plenty of sites available. After driving the entire loop, I choose site number seven which is closest to the restroom and has a great sunset view.

I set up my camp and have some salad greens for supper. Not long after, I retrieve my camera from it′s place, loop the cord around my neck, and walk to a good view spot for the evenfall. Soon after I arrive, Matt, also carrying a camera walks up. Looking at his camera, I see it is a Nikon but has a larger lens barrel than does my camera, which is a Coolpix P600 with a 60X zoom lens.

Thinking that it is the new 125X lens, I ask to look at it, but find that it is an earlier model, one with an 83X lense, but still more powerful than my 60X. We begin taking photos of the sunset and talk about the similarities in each camera. He says that he has only had it for six months and I ask if he uses the panorama mode, a mode that I only recently learned how to use. When he says No, I don′t know how, I then verbally direct him where to find it and then how to take a panorama photo.

He replies, Wow, that is really cool. I then show him how to use a couple more features of his camera, during which time, we both continue taking photos of the sunglow and suntouch, which is now becoming totally entangled within a thunder storm.

Up early to take photos of the full moon setting near the water faucet and I talk with several people coming to fill their water bottles, most of who are spending two week on vacation, touring the national parks in a rented vehicle, rushing from one park to the next, trying to see as many as possible before it is necessary to catch their plane flight back home to spend another fifty weeks of their life working before the next exhausting two week vacation; and they call this the normal life!

Methinks these ones do this because they feel there is no other way to enjoy life. Sadly, they are mistaken because as Jesus informed us, Jehovah knows what we need for the real life and will provide us with all our needs if we would only put our love for him first place in our life. (Matthew 6: 31 , 32 , 33)

I return to the jammer, turn on the computer and spend several hours trying get caught up on my journal writing. Then at noon, I pack out and begin my drive out of the campground, but decide to stop at Chris and Matt′s campsite before I leave. The visit turns into a long conversation, first about computers, websites and such. Then I direct the conversation to talking about the Bible and shortly after, Chris says that he must go back to working on his computer while the sunlight shining on the photo cell panels keep the batteries charged, Matt and I continue talking and he says on multiple occasions: Wow, that makes sense; I did not know that; and That answers a question that I had. Methinks, this is why I was directed to the campsite at this park.

Finally, I drive to the visitors center to view the displays and purchase a bumper sticker, after which, I drive out of the park and back to my southbound drive.

Soon, on the out of the park heading to the town of Chinle, Arizona for the English meeting, but upon arriving at the hall and talking to on of the brothers, I find out that the midweek meeting is not until Thursday night.

Leaving the hall, I drive into Canyon de Chelly National Monument, stop first at the visitors center for a map, then the gift shop for a bumper sticker and finally then campground and select a site under the cottonwood trees.

After sleeping in late, I pack out and begin my journey back to Navajo National Monument, when after just leaving Chinle north on US 191, I blow a tire. I get out to look at the front right tire, I see that it is completely worn to the belts on the inside of the tire. Looking at the front left time, it is the same way only it still has a few hundred miles to go before it blows. I get my tools and in less than half an hour, have the spare that has been riding on the roof on the ground, bolted to the car.

Returning to the drivers seat, I recognize that I now have a total change of plans, I then check my GPS and find the nearest tire d-mart that I normally buy my tires from is in Farmington, New Mexico. I set the GPS and begin driving to get two new tires. Arriving at the d-mart before one, I spend the next five hours waiting in line to have my tires installed.

After the tires are installed, I drive to the dollar store and buy four gallons of water. Then, I drive to the w-mart, walk inside check my com and begin uploading my new web pages. Finally, I write some in my journal to complete today′s entry. I still have a couple of previous days that I still need to complete.

Also, I will need to go to an ar-mart to have the front end alignment checked and corrected if necessary, but that will be tomorrow. Finally, I drive back to the d-mart and find a place to park for the night.

Awake to a very cool morning, rise put on my fall blues and drive to the w-mart for coffee, com and key pounding. Methinks, I like this location and will take a break from my national park visits and try to get caught up with the website updating.

At six this evening, I pack out and drive ten miles east to Aztec, New Mexico for the midweek meeting at the congregation there. I find the friends very amicable, many coming up to me to get to know me.

Afterwards, I drive back to Farmington, into the d-mart parking lot and spend another night here.

Upon rising, I get dressed and then drive to the ar-mart, check in and immediately the mechanic begins working on my van. After waiting for about twenty minutes, I find out that before an alignment can be done, two tie rod ends must be replaced. I ask to speak to the mechanic and discuss with him the cause of my wanting the alignment. In a short time, he agrees that the broken sway bay connector was most likely the cause to the damage to the two front tires as well as the tie rod ends. Also, he tells me that the current alignment is most likely good.

I leave the ar-mart and drive to the w-mart for a cup of coffee, com, key pounding and later a chicken sandwich. Too, I continue to update the web site with the new photos and files that I complete during the day.

Lastly, I pack out of the w-mart, drive to the d-mart, eat some vegetables and finally climb in the back to read for a while before going to sleep.

Awake, dress, drive to w-mart for coffee, com and key pounding.

Awake, dress, drive for coffee and to finish my study for today′s meeting. Then, I start my journal entry for today before packing out and getting dressed for the meeting. At nine-fifteen, I drive to the hall and do not have to wait long for the friends to arrive. Then, I find that there is two English congregations meeting at ten this morning and I choose the one on the left. Good take, good study with much needed encouragement. Afterwards, I get an invite from one of the brothers to join him in the ministry Tuesday morning and tell him that I will most likely be there.

Leaving the hall, I return to the w-mart to continue the key pounding until just after dark when I pack out, drive back to the d-mart for another night. I read for a long time before getting horizontal.

Last evening, I was up late and thus sleep later than I normally do this morning. Upon rising, I drive to a different ar-mart for a second opinion on the front end. Arriving at eight this morning, I will need to wait for an hour to have the jammer looked at. The jammer is then pulled into the alignment bay and the mechanic begins work on it. In only a short time, the alignment mounts are installed on both front wheels which this tells me that the inspections of the suspension parts that a mechanic normally done first, has proved that all the parts are still in good condition.

After about an hour, the mechanic drives the jammer around the block and upon returning to the shop, he gets out and gives me the thumbs up. I pay the seventy-five dollars and then drive back to the w-mart to do the Goggle review on both shops. I do not go easy on the first shop but give them a very bad review. Now, that the jammer has new tires, a fresh front end alignment and my confidence in it back, I can head out of Farmington, New Mexico. However, methinks I will wait until after the midweek meeting Tuesday night.

I continue pounding keys until after dark and then drive to the one restaurant that I still eat at regularly, have supper and next drive to the d-mart and park for the night. I do so like overnighting at this d-mart because it is right next to a ff-mart which has WiFi. So, if I am not quite ready to hit the horizontal, I can still access the internet, even my web server at this location.

At ten tonight, I turn of the electronics and get into the flat zone.

Awake moments before the alarm at six, turn it off and as has been my routine for I don′s know how long, lie back down and sleep for another hour. Then, just after seven, I arise, dress, drive and then sip coffee while I initiate my days journal entry and continue work on the photo gallery.

At six this evening, I pack out, drive to a hilltop near the hall and get dressed for the meeting. Then, I drive to the hall and go into the right side for the midweek meeting. Just like the left side Sunday, the congregation here are very warm and friendly.

After the meeting, I drive back to the d-mart and get into the horizontal.

Although it rained quite hard last night, this morning the sky is nearly clear. I walk next door to the ff-mart to purchase a cup of coffee, then, I stop at a af-mart to fill the gas tank and finally, I head out on back roads north to Colorado, first on New Mexico SR 170, then Colorado SR 140. All along the way, the fall colors are in full display and stop often to take photos.

Arriving in Hesperus, Colorado, I turn west on US 160 towards Mesa Verde and it is not long until I see the northernmost edge of the mesa top.

I drive up to the national park, enter the park, drive to Morefield village campground to take a shower and do laundry.

When everything is stowed away in the jammer, I drive back to the north edge of the mesa top and stop for a photo of the valley below.

After driving down out of the park, I continue west on US 160, through Cortez, then through the Four Corners area and across the top of Arizona. Then my path leads me back to the southbound drive on US 191, first for the last of the Monument Trail, upon which I am seeing sandstone buttes again, so many that my progress is slowed greatly by the stops for photos.

All along my drive of US 191 in Montana, which began on Day 22 TG, just last month, I have attributed each of the several sections with a distinctive name, names which are descriptive of it′s route.

First, The Journey on the Anasazi Trail, which is entirely within the Colorado Plateau Desert and near to the four corners area where I was to visit many of their ancient Anasazi ruins. Next, I was to drive in southeast Utah The Monument Trail along US 163 and other highways to see many of the massive butte monuments there.

Then, after crossing into northeastern Arizona, I continue on the Monument Trail now, to see what this state has and find it to have many more sandstone butte along the highway.

The Desert trail soon begins, which I use to document my travel on the last section of traverse of US 191 as it leads me south through Arizona to the Mexican border, after which I will turn east to Texas.

I only make one stop to visit Hubble′s Trading Post national historic site, go inside to talk with a few of the store keepers and find one bumper sticker for the jammer. Today′s drive is at first through very dry desert landscape, but after leaving the trading post, the landscape becomes much more green and even forested.

Upon arriving at IH 40, I take it east into New Mexico and stop at Gallup, New Mexico, mainly because I need to go to my bank and acquire a new debit card, but also to withdraw some cash. I first stop at a Southern Cooking restaurant for trout, greens, pinto beans, a salad and biscuits. Afterwards, I drive to the d-mart, finish writing my journal entry and then get into the horizontal.

Long day but at least I am clean.

After purposely sleeping late, I rise, walk into the d-mart to wash my face and then drive to the bank in downtown. I only have to wait for a short time until they open and then I go in and take care of my business. I notice it here like I did in the restaurant last night and the d-mart this morning, there are a whole lot of the Diné (or native American) people in this area. Too, I learned this journey that the society has a language translation office in the Diné homeland located in Chinle, Arizona near the Canyon de Chelley national monument.

Leaving the bank, I take SR 602 south out of town through more of the Navajo Nation land, then the Zuni Nation land, turn on SR 53 and would have gone east to camp at the free El Morrow campground, but it is way too early to stop for the day. So, upon arriving at the intersection where I would turn to go to the campground, I stop and do a quick reconnaissance of the map and determine that I can make it to the Bonita Canyon campground at Chiricahua national monument before dark. So, I drive west on SR 53, cross into Arizona and continue west on SR 61 and then turn left and continue following US 191 south.

It is quite a long drive south, some three hundred miles. Upon arriving in St. Johns, I cross the Little Colorado river and it is barely a river but looks more like a creek. From St. Johns south, I have never driven US 191 and with the exception of a short section just above Price Utah, now, I have driven all of US 191 from Bozeman down to St. Johns, Arizona. In Springerville, Arizona, I cross the Little Colorado river again. I then continue south through the quaint high elevation town of Alpine, Arizona.

Leaving Alpine, I begin to climb in elevation into the Apache-Sitgreaves National Forest, which because of all the any climbs, curves and switchbacks takes an hour longer to drive than the alternate route, and this US 191 route is over fifty miles shorter in distance. But, wow, did I get a lot of photographs of some beautiful scenery.

Arriving in Morenci left the national forest and entered a national pit mine. Well, it is not a National operation, but from the size of the operations, it could easily be the largest open pit mine on earth. Upon leaving the pit mine, I enter Clinton, a small canyon town and I stop here for to refuel. From this point on US 191, I come down off of the mesa and to the bottom desert lands and this desert landscape continues all the way to Chiricahua national monument.

Upon arriving at the campground, I find that there are only a few left open, so I park the jammer in space ten and walk back to get a fee envelope.

Upon awaking, I drive to the visitors center to check for a bumper sticker but all they have is the six inch abbreviation of the park name. I do not like those and I do not buy them, simply because I want an animal or something in color and it needs to be a third that size so that more will fit on the jammer

I then leave Chiraachua and drive back to Wilcox where I return to my drive south on US 191. I first stop at the Dragoon Mountains, drive up from the highway to get a closer photo but do not drive the last couple of miles to the campground, which is a very dusty road. Instead, I turn around, return to the highway and continue south. To the west another twenty-five miles is Tombstone, Arizona but I opt out of driving there because I did some years past and it is just an old courthouse that makes up the state park. However, the thoughts of the old western song, Tombstone Territory recalls so many memories of westerns I watched growing up.

I arrive at SR 80 just before reaching Douglas, Arizona and see a sign stating US 191 Ends, but when I turn to drive to Douglas, there is a long progression of US 191 Business Route that goes all the way to the border crossing. However, this border crossing is different than those I have seen in the past, mostly in Texas where there is a bridge across the river. Here, however, the best they get is a drainage ditch which is encapsulated by two tall metal walls.

Leaving Douglas, I check my GPS and find that the d-mart in El Paso is just four hours away so I strike out heading for my next weekend meeting stop. I arrive just after sunset and after eating, I finish my journal entry and then get horizontal.

Up to a bright light shining in, dress, drive to the w-mart for coffee, com and key pounding. Several witnesses walk in and I recognize them immediately because of the way they are dressed. I comment, do you go to the hall on Aladdin Avenue and the sister answers Yes, are you studying? and I tell her, No, I am a brother but I travel as a snowbird. I tell her that I will be at the meeting Sunday morning and she says that her meeting is not until 3:00 in the afternoon. We talk for a while longer and then the group goes back out in the ministry.

I spend the most all the morning working on updating the web site to include Chiricahua as one of the geological wonders. In fact, methinks the Chiricahua national monument should be elevated to national park status, but, or course, that is just my opinion. I continue with updating the Petroglyph pages which I have not worked on for over a year, but the work goes very fast and before I know it, I am packing out once again to drive to the d-mart for the evening.

Up just before suntouch, rise, dress and drive to the w-mart for coffee and to study for the meeting today. At eight-fifteen, I pack out to the parking lot, put on my suit and then drive to the hall. I am really impressed by the friends here, more than several remember me and several even remember me by my name, and, too, the study is exceptional.

After the meeting, I drive back to the w-mart to continue the website updates until late.

Last evening, at about 9 pm, a storm blew in from the north and with it came a lot of wind, some lightning and then for a short time a downpour. By ten, the downpour was done but it left a thick cloud cover with light misty rain which lasted most of the night. When I arise, the sun is shining again and I drive to the w-mart for my regular daily coffee house routine. By nine-thirty, the sky clouds up again and the misting rain returns. The temperature remains in the low sixties all morning and I likewise remain in the w-mart to continue the work on the web pages.

I meet the same man that I had met in February while here and I was to continue witnessing to him. At first, I did not think that he had progressed much because he was still creating Bible tracks about the need to repent and accept Jesus as your savior and he kept repeating the message to me. However, a little later, he said to me, I am still going to the Watchtower study every week at the five pm Sunday meeting. I wondered about that because there are only three English meeting on Sunday, 9:30 am, Noon, and 3:00 pm. Then, he showed me his copy of the magazine and it was in Spanish. I had forgot about the five pm Spanish meeting simply because I do not speak it well enough to go to one and learn from it. We talk for a while longer and I encourage him to keep going to the study every week.

It has been quite damp outside today, with the rain continuing on and off all day, and with off, the mist and wind continues with a few sun breaks coming out at times. Typically, a winter day for this part of the state. However, I know this state all to well to think that I can begin my travel southward just yet as in no time, the hot weather will be back with a vengeance.

I work on my computer until nearly closing time, which on weekdays is eleven pm. Then, I pack out and head to the d-mart to park and soon after, I get horizontal.

The sun is shining brightly into the jammer when I arise this morning, having slept longer this morning than I have for a long time. I dress, step out and open the hood to check the radiator fluid and find it to be doing well. Then, I drive across the highway to the w-mart where I go in for a cup of hot and a egg, spinach and cheese wrap.

Then, I resume the work on the petroglyph photo pages.

The rain stopped yesterday late afternoon and not long after that, the sky cleared of all clouds. That is how it was when I awake this morning. I like that about the west Texas desert, when a storm blows in, it last for a day or two and then goes completely away.

I then drive up the hill to the w-mart, go in for coffee, com and another day of key pounding. Later, for lunch, I have a tomato and mozzarella sandwich and then continue to pound keys.

In the late afternoon, I see a man and a woman walking in to the w-mart but they first stop to look at the stickers on my van. I use that as a means to start a conversation and in just a very short time, Daniel tells me that his cousin is one of Jehovah′s Witness and who is studying the Bible with him. We have a nice discussion which last for way past an hour wherein he asks several questions and I show him the answers in the Bible.

After he and his daughter Danielle leave, I thank Jehovah for bringing him in to speak with me. Then, I return to my work, keeping an eye out for the next opportunity to tell someone about the paradise and God′s blessings.

I then continue working on the photo gallery and before I pack out, I upload all of my files and photos to the web server. After doing that, I leave and drive to the parking lot where I will stay tonight but do not get to sleep until nearly midnight.

Awake at seven but I still feel exhausted so I roll over, cover my eyes and return to sleep. When I do rise feeling much better, I dress, drive to the w-mart and begin another day of coffee, com and keying.

At five-thirty this afternoon, I pack out, dress in my suit and drive to the hall for the midweek meeting.

Awake early this morning, dress and drive to the w-mart and perform my regular routine of coffee, com and key pounding. I put my drill up for sale yesterday with the direction to the w-mart, so I await for someone to come by to buy it.

Wow, that was a disappointment as not one person came to look at my tool. Well, I will keep posting it until someone buys it.

Meanwhile, I keep working on updating my photo galleries until long after dark and them I head for the parking lot.

Awake, dress, drive, coffee, com, key pounding.

I continue here until late tonight, and get a lot done with the canyon galleries and when I pack out tonight, there are only three left to populate the photos into, Black, Bryce, and De Chelly, all of which I have the photos but still need to crop, upload and put links in canyon pages.

I then drive to the hw-mart parking lot which I have been overnighting in for several days now.

With my staying up at the w-mart until when they close, which has been eleven pm, I have been sleeping in way late this last week. When I do awake, I begin immediately getting ready for the meeting which begins at 9:30 this morning. Upon beginning to drive, I do stop for a cup of coffee but then drive directly to the hall and do not get to drink much of it, thinking that it will still be hot after the meeting.

When in the hall, I talk with the COBE, which is an acronym for the elder who coordinates the body, and tell him that the next time that I come through here, I would like to join the friends here in the public ministry. He takes my name and phone number as well as the COBE information in my home congregation.

When I do leave the hall, I drive to the southwest side of El Paso so that I can visit the hg-mart there to replenish my pantry. Then, I stop at the w-mart to update my journal and upload files to the web server. Finally, I drive to the nearby d-mart for the evening but do not stop there, instead, I drive across the street the a restaurant which allows overnights.

Awake earlier that the past few days, stop for coffee but do not sit too very long. Them I drive through the rest of El Paso and head to central west Texas where I hope to arrive at Davis Mountains for the night where I will be able to take a hot shower. Upon turning off of IH 10 onto SR 118 I notice that my gasoline gauge shows the level to be low, but I am only thirty miles and should be able to arrive there.

Arriving at the state park, check in and then park in space 36, after which I go directly to the shower house.

Awake this morning after a very cold night, pack out and then turn the ignition key but the engine turns but does not start. Immediately, I think that I ran out of gasoline yesterday when arriving here. So, I walk out to the road and speak with a host couple from Austin. They tell me they will be going into town and I can ride with them to get some gas. An hour later and I put the gas into the tank but that does not correct the problem. I next take off the fuel filter but it blows clean and that is not the problem. After than, I am at a loss of where to go and what is worse, there is not phone service here in the canyon where the campground is located.

This could be the point where I return to the journey afoot, I just do not know just yet. I decide to walk to the ranger station to see if I can get phone service. Maybe, I will be able to call my insurance company for a tow to town to have someone look at the jammer.

However, first, I walk to the shower house for my second hot shower. Then I walk up to the park office and the ranger allows me to use their phone to call my insurance company who sets it up for a tow truck to take me to town. Walking back to my van, Joe offers me a ride and we talk about the mechanic in town, which Joe tells me that he is always backed up and very pricey. He also says that I should go to Alice instead which is thirty miles south. When he drops me off at the jammer, I thank him for the ride and the suggestion.

Gilberto, the tow truck driver also tells me not to go to the garage in Fort Davis and suggests a couple in Alice. When we arrive in Alice, the first two ar-marts turn me away, telling me that they are busy for a week or more. Gilberto gets on his phone and calls a third one who says Come over, we can look at it right away. Gilberto drives to the shop just south of town on SR 118, drops the jammer and me off, I thank him and he leaves. Meanwhile, two technicians push the jammer into the garage and lift the hood.

I go into the waiting room to wait and call Joe to tell him what has happened an soon after, I hear the jammer engine start. The owner, Van tells me It has fuel and spark so we just sprayed starting fluid into the air intake. (Immediately methinks, I have got to get me some of that.) They drive the jammer around front, park it and then I ask Van, How much do I owe you? to which he says, Half an hour, fifty dollars. I pay him, thank him and after sharing a few Bible verses, get into the jammer and head southeast on US 90.

Arriving in Del Rio before nine this evening, I stop at the w-mart to check com and a short time after that, I park the jammer for the evening.

Upon awaking, I dress, climb into the drivers seat to start the jammer and it will not start, doing the same thing it did yesterday at the state park. Methinks, I still must get some starter fluid. I walk across the parking lot and go inside the w-mart for coffee, com and key pounding. In thinking about my situation today as compared to yesterday morning, I am in a much better location today than I was in yesterday.

This is the case, one, because I have phone service here, but even more, I am parked a short walk from a w-mart. Two, there is an ar-mart across the highway, and three, a d-mart is very close by. Finally, four, there is a kingdom hall about a mile from here. What else could I ask for, well except to have the jammer start in the morning.

I continue working on setting up sales channels for the digital journal by offering it for free in the social media sales groups. At five this afternoon, I pack out and walk across the highway, purchase some starter fluid, walk back to where the jammer is and after spaying three seconds into the intake, turn the key and start the jammer.

I then drive to the ar-mart across the street and purchase some fuel additive and internal cleaner. Then, I put that in the gas tank and drive to the f-mart which is my favorite burger joint to buy my supper. Next, I drive back to the parking lot near the w-mart, park, eat supper and then put up my shades for the evening.

I also call Joe again and he gives me some suggestions about the starting problem. Too, I am able to get horizontal a little earlier tonight.

Up to another rainy day, try Joe′s suggestion about priming the fuel but it does not work, so, I get out the starter fluid, spray three seconds into the intake, turn the key and start the engine. At least, this way is better than having it towed to a garage.

I drive to the w-mart, park, go inside for coffee, com and some key pounding. At three this afternoon, I go out and turn the key in the ignition and it starts. That is just less than eight hours since the engine was running last and it still started. Methinks, if I awake about midway through the night, start the engine and let it run for five minutes, it may start the next morning. That will be the next test.

What ever the case, it does start with the starter fluid and will keep running without any problem, it just seems to be when I leave it sit for more than eight hours overnight is when there becomes a need to spray the starter fluid into the intake. Again, at seven this evening, I start the jammer once again and when I pack out just before eleven.

I start it once more and let it idle while I let the defroster dry out the inside. Then, at nearly eleven-thirty this evening, I shut down the engine and climb into the back to get horizontal.

Hard as it has become for me, I awake early to start the jammer and it fires right up, which makes me so glad. I only hope it will continue to start but even if the problem of starting continues, I can still use the starter fluid. It rained most of the night and is still raining this morning when I go inside the w-mart. Still, most every day that I have been here, the rain stops by mid day and the day becomes dry but still overcast.

I have been looking at the radar of Texas and although the rain is moving northward, it is only moving slowly, and by two this afternoon, much of the rain has moved into east Texas and Arkansas leaving only a few scattered clouds in my area. Hopefully, the rain will be out of Texas by early next week and I plan on staying in Del Rio until Sunday, possibly until Monday before driving to the bay area southwest of Houston.

Robert, who is here in the w-mart, and I talk together for a time, a lot about Bible topics, but also about the struggle that ex-servicemen have in this country and he tells me that he is an advocate for them and is working on setting up a home place for servicemen to stay or visit.

At nine this evening, I pack out of the w-mart, drive to the burger-mart and purchase my supper after which I drive to the parking lot to eat and then turn in for the evening.

It is still dark when I awake, start the jammer and let it idle to warm up with the defroster on to dry out the inside. Then, I drive to the w-mart for coffee, com and more of the what seems to be an everyday thing now, key pounding. Once online, I notice that there are still different people who are responding to my adds for a free copy of my book. However, now I have redesigned my website to offer the digital edition as a free download and most of my adds are making note of this download procedure.

In the morning, I make a comment to one man and a conversation begins. His name is Danny, he is a pastor to a local church and I help him see a few truths from the Bible. He seems interested but methinks he likes his position in the community too much to allow the truth to change his thinking. Still, he is a genuinely warm individual and hope he will learn more of the Bible truth.

At ten-thirty this morning, a large group of witnesses from the local congregation stop at the w-mart for a break and I use my normal approach to introduce myself. I walk up to one table and ask, Do you know any of the great crowd? to which normally brings a smile directed to me. I tell the friends that I will see them at the meeting tomorrow.

Awake, start the jammer, drive to the w-mart and carry in my tablet to do my study for the meeting today. I finish the study just after nine, pack out to the jammer and put on my suit. Then, I drive to the hall, go in and several friends recall me one even by my name. After the meeting, I drive back to the w-mart, change out of my suit and then go inside for a cup of hot water and a cookie.

It is a little after one this afternoon when I resume work on the gallery pages. At dark-thirty, I retire to the parking lot for the night.

In wandering why the rain has not stopped sooner, I began looking online at the weather radar and found out that there is a hurricane is hovering in the Pacific just south of the Baja. The rain cloud here are coming over the Sierra Madre Occidental into west Texas and all the way across the Gulf Coast. When I first came to Del Rio, I did not know about the hurricane and could not understand why there was so much rain in west Texas. Too, I have come to realize that there is no immediate hope for the rain to stop, so I will just head east and ignore the weather.

Too, I do not expect to be able to photograph the full moon Wednesday night because of all the rain throughout Texas. However, I will stay here for the meeting tomorrow evening.

Up in the rain, drive to the w-mart, pound keys, sip coffee and check com until about five this afternoon. Then I pack out and drive to the d-mart to replace the electric heater that sparked and smoked when I was at Davis Mountains state park. I only cost ten dollars and is only a 250 watt heater. This on is a ceramic heater and I just hope it puts out enough heat.

I head back out to the jammer, put on my suit and head to the hall for the meeting, after which I leave and drive right back to the parking lot and get horizontal.

Before ten this morning, after going into the w-mart for coffee, but since the hurricane is still hovering in the Pacific just south of the Baja and the rain cloud are still flowing over the Sierra Madre Occidental into west Texas and all the way across the Gulf Coast flooding it all. When I first came to Del Rio, I did not know about the hurricane and could not understand why there was so much rain in west Texas. After doing a little research with the weather radar maps, I found out and have come to realize that there is no immediate hope for the rain to stop, so I will just head east and ignore the weather.

I pack out and begin the drive, continuing east on US 90, through Uvalde, Hondo and San Antonio, where US 90 changes to IH 10. I then continue on the interstate to Sequin, Texas where I stop a the w-mart right alongside the interstate for a short break.

At four this afternoon, I continue east on IH 10 to exit 649 where I turn north and drive on SH 97, then SH 1115, and then SH 95 to Smithville, Texas. After a short stop for blueberries and an avacado, I then drive a short way further north to Buescher State Park where I hope to be able to take a shower. It is after six when I drive into the park and it seems totally abandoned, so I drive to the first shower house, grab my shower bag and towel, go inside and take a much needed hot shower.

I have been thinking about this long run of wet weather that has been flooding all of south Texas and after coming to learn about the hurricane off the coast of Mexico fully understand the reason for this constant downpour and have resigned myself to acceptance of the constant wet. However, what I will truly miss is the opportunity to photograph the full moon this month, which will be tonight.

Methinks because it is raining, I choose the cross Houston interstate route, doing so mostly because the rain has me wanting to arrive at my destination post haste and in doing so have driven a route that is very familiar to me, at least when I last drove it maybe twenty or thirty years ago.

Therefore, I drive into Houston on IH 10, turn south on IH 45 right through downtown and out the southeast side through places where I have long ago frequented often, what many would call memory lane. However, this wayfarers has long since abandoned this settlement and migrated to another place of dwelling. I continue south on IH 45 right out of Harris county, into Galveston county and find most of this highway is still under construction, which construction methinks began when I was a very young boy and road my bicycle to the edge of my then known world and saw this massive highway for the first time, then being under construction.

Shortly before nine this evening, I pull into a very familiar w-mart, go inside for a glass of water, a cookie and to add reviews to the several stops today. Afterwards, I watch a few videos and retire to a place in the parking lot.

Arise, drive past the Kingdom hall to check the time of the meeting tonight and find that it is at 7:30. Then, I drive to the w-mart on League city parkway, park, walk inside for coffee, com and then some more key pounding on my gallery pages.

At nearly six this afternoon, I pack out and drive to the Oak Tree House, park in front, walk up to the door and knock. Susan comes to the door and is surprised to see me, then invites me. Susan then shows me the progress she has made on preparing the home for sale. After which I sit in the living room with Chad and do the TV watching thing.

Then, sometime after nine, I go back out to the jammer and get into the horizontal for the night.

Awake, drive to the w-mart for coffee, com and more key pounding. At noon, I go outside to the jammer, climb into the back and take a nap, hoping to get over the cold that I have had for two days. When I wake up at two, I feel so much better and then drive to the Oak Tree House. Susan had messaged me that she had hot chicken soup to help with my cold.

I hang out with Susan and Chad until nearly ten this evening and then walk out to the jammer to get horizontal.

After sleeping in late again this morning, I rise and drive to the w-mart for coffee, com and more key pounding. I also get another inquiry on my drill that is for sale, but none of the inquiries bring me a sale. I will continue trying to sell it while here in the city. At six this evening, Susan send me a text inviting me for supper and I pack out and head there.

After eating, I sit in the living room and watch the first half of a football game with Chad and Susan, but by half time, I am ready to retire to the jammer. I then walk out, climb in the jammer and get horizontal.

Up before dawn, start the jammer and step outside to wipe the windows when Chad says Good Morning to me. I reply, You are up early, to which he says, Yes, when I went to sleep last night, I slept right through until now. He takes his dog Lucky for a walk around the block and when he returns, I invite him to the w-mart for a cup of coffee on me. He joins me, we drive separate vehicles and sit in the w-mart sipping our drinks, talking.

When he leaves, I begin listing items for sale on the local selling applications. At ten this morning, I get out my tablet and prepare for the meeting later today.

Repeat

Awake, drive to the w-mart for coffee, com and key pounding. At noon, I drive to the Oak Tree house to continue my dispossession of thing.

Chad come out at dusk and invites me in for supper, so I join them for food, tv and chair sitting. At ten, I retire to the jammer.

Awake, drive to the w-mart for coffee, com and key pounding. At noon, I drive to the Oak Tree house to continue my dispossession of thing.

Long after dusk, I pack out to the jammer for sleep.

After a short run to buy a cup of coffee, I return to the Oak Tree house, and continue on setting up all my things for the garage sale.

At seven something, I close the garage up and go inside to sit and visit with Chad and Susan. Then at about nine, I leave to go out to the jammer.

Rise, drive to the d-mart to purchase some garage sale signs, return to the Oak Tree house to pick up some markers and then go out to place the signs. Then, I return to the house and soon, the garage salers begin to arrive.

Susan comes out a bit later and we both continue to organize the garage even while the salers are buying things. We shut down at about six pm and close the garage overhead door. After a shore visit with my sister and her family, I retire to the jammer and get some sleep.

Upon rising, I walk to the garage, open the overhead door and then continue working on the Toshiba computer. Soon, several people arrive and the buying begins. There is a long period during mid day when I am alone, during which I eat, and work some on the remaining bins. Then, in the late afternoon, a few more buyers come in and purchase more items.

At six pm, I bring everything into the garage and soon after lower the overhead door. Susan has asked me earlier if I would like to join her and Lauren to go out for supper and I told her yes. After eating Mexican, we return to the Oak Tree house and I retire to the jammer for the evening.

Upon arising, I drive to the w-mart for coffee, check com and study for the meeting today until just before noon. Then, I drive back to the Oak Tree house for a hot shower, after which I sit with Susan and go over the study with her. At two-thirty this afternoon, I head for the hall for the meeting but find the Spanish congregation still in session.

Awake, drive to the w-mart, set up my old computer and begin updating the operating system of my old Toshiba computer while I wait for some one to stop by to purchase it from me. Then a young couple walks into the coffee mart, up to the table where I am working and gives me a greeting. I tell him about the computer, and he offers me ninety dollars, which I readily accept and show him the password to the administrators account. As they pack out, I return to my work on my website.

At six this afternoon, I pack out and head back to the Oak Tree house for an evening with my family. At nine, I leave, walk out tho the jammer for another night in the warm Texas humid coastal flat lands.

Arise, dress and drive to the w-mart to get into the air conditioning. I stay here all day again just to be out of the heat of the day.

It is long after sunset when I drive to the Oak Tree house, go inside for the air conditioning and watch the TV for a little while and by nine-thirty retire to the jammer.

Awake, drive to the w-mart for air conditioning, coffee, com and key pounding. Last night was another hot humid night, but I have been able to sleep, however uncomfortably.

This morning is is a little cooler than the past several days and I awake dry, not in a pool of sweat like the last two or three days. I drive to the w-mart and resume my normal routine, meet Gary, a self proclaimed atheist, and share with him the difference between the Lord, Lords ¹ and a true Christian. He had been brought up in a religious environment but chose for himself not to believe in God.

It was an interesting conversation which lasts most of the day and by the evening of the day, Gary seems to be listening intently to my words. Stil, I hope he will give the more earnest heed to the things which he has heard.

At closing time, I pack out and drive to my space under the oak tree.

It was a bit warm last evening upon my obtaining the horizontal, but it cooled off nicely and I slept straight through til the morning bell. I drive to the w-mart and continue the key pounding.

At eight-thirty, I pack out, drive to the Oak Tree house and find it empty, well except for the animals and I go in a take a hot shower, which does feel really good. Then, I retire to the jammer, finalize today′s journal entry and then get horizontal.

Awake to a cold morning after sleeping very well. Then, I drive to the w-mart for coffee and to pound keys. During mid morning, an acquaintance calls to tell me about one of his friends, Davie, who is wanting to walk the Appalachian Trail and then David comes to the w-mart and we spend several hours talking about how he came to where he is, the Bible, the trail and some of the things needed for walking it.

When he leaves, I resume the key pounding until the w-mart closes, after which I drive back to my parking space under the oak tree.

I sleep in late this morning, then drive for a cup of coffee and look online for a restaurant where veterans are eating free. I choose one about three miles north on IH 45, go in for a steak, salad and baked sweet potato. Afterwards, I return to the League City w-mart for another cup of coffee and to prepare for the meeting later.

At two-thirty this afternoon, I pack out, put on my suit and drive to the hall for the meeting which is a good study about loving the brothers like Jesus loved his disciples.

After the meeting, I drive to the next veterans meal, which is a salmon supper. After that, I drive back to a w-mart and pound keys until nine-thirty. When I leave the w-mart, I drive back to the oak tree house for the evening.

Awake, go back to sleep, arise, drive to a location for a veterans breakfast, then drive to my regular w-mart for coffee, com and to pound keys. At five this afternoon, I drive to a restaurant for a veterans free meal but the location smells like an ash tray, so it is not my favorite.

Then, I drive to the oak tree house to visit with my sister and her husband until I retire to the jammer for the evening.

Awake early but because it is so cold this morning, go back to sleep for a bit longer. Arise, drive to the w-mart for coffee, com and then more of key pounding. At noon, I pack out to meet Susan to work in the garage on the garage sale things.

Awake, drive, sip coffee while continuing to list items online for the garage sale this Saturday. At one this afternoon, I pack out and head to the garage to work on the display of things.

Later, I have supper with the family and then sit in the living room watching the TV. At ten, I walk out to the jammer and get horizontal.

Another cold night but not cold enough for me to bring out the wool blanket. Arising, I again have to use the starting fluid to get the jammer running. This cold weather seems to prevent it from starting. I drive to the w-mart for coffee and to post more items and just before noon, I head to the garage to work on sorting and recycling.

At almost seven this evening, I pack out, dress in my suit and drive to the hall for the mid-week meeting. Afterwards, I drive back to my parking spot, climb into the back of the jammer and sleep.

Arise immediately upon hearing the alarm, start the jammer, and yes, it does start by itself this morning. Then, I drive to the w-mart for coffee, com and a morning of key pounding. Then at eleven this morning, I return to the garage to work.

At dusk, Chad asks if I would like to eat with them and then goes inside to cook supper. It is a really nice one, steak, potato, and bread. Afterwards, I watch MacGuiver and not to long after that, I retire to the jammer.

Nice night in the jammer, I awake after sleeping straight through, then drive to the ff-mart for coffee, eggs and muffins. Then, I drive back to the garage and finish setting up for the day. Soon, the people begin coming and I end up selling all of my big items and many of the smaller ones. Susan comes out earlier today than she ever has and she has a good day as well. We decide together to leave the street signs out and open again tomorrow morning for half a day. Susan goes in for a nap at four but I stay in the garage until five-thirty pm and catch a couple more big item buyers for Susan.

At six, I invite Susan and her family out to Mexican on me and we go to Mr. Sombrero′s place near by. Finally, we all come back to the Oak Tree House and crash in front of the TV. Then, at nine, I head out to the jammer so that I can start it all over again tomorrow morning.

Rise immediately and go into the garage to set up. An hour later, Susan comes out to the garage and we sit all morning without a single person stopping by. We begin uploading items to the online apps and get some responses there.

At two in the afternoon, I stop, take a shower, and then head to the hall for the meeting. Afterwards, I return to the Oak Tree House and spend the evening with Susan and her family. At nine-thirty, I pack out to the jammer.

Up before suntouch, drive to the w-mart for coffee, com and for key pounding. I work on building the front mater of Episode Three and by eight this evening, have enough done to decide to stop for the evening.

I then drive to the Oak Tree House, go inside to find out what is happening and after watching a couple of movies with Susan, I retire to the jammer for the evening.

Yes, it was a late night watching movies so I sleep in this morning, after which I drive to the w-mart for coffee, com and a short time of pounding keys. At four in the afternoon, I drive to the Oak Tree house and talk with Susan about doing a dump run. She suggests donating the stuff. We pack it all up and drive to the donation center and in just a short time, I have so much more gone for good.

Then Susan and I drive to the food store and I buy supper of chicken, broccoli and sweet potatoes, after which we drive back home and put the food in the oven. Afterwards, we watch another movie and I finally crash by ten this evening.

Awake and continue prone for a few minutes while waking up and thinking about my coming day. Methinks I have much work to do on the next episode and indeed do look forward to this work. Rising, I set out of the jammer and spray starting fluid into the intake to start the jammer, after which, I drive to the w-mart for coffee, com and the day of key pounding.

However, I decide to leave early and drive back to the garage to work with Susan to clean up after the garage sale. When I arrive, she has only been up for a short time so she get a cup of coffee and come out to begin working with me. We break down all the tables, and partition curtain, then get most everything cleaned up and put away by five this afternoon.

Then, Susan and I leave and go shopping for some groceries for supper tonight, after which we return home and I take a hot shower while Susan begins getting the meal ready, which is steak, sweet potatoes, asparagus, rice and dinner rolls. Finally, when everyone retires to the living room for a night of television, I pack out my dirty clothes and shower bag to the jammer for the evening.

However, before I get into the horizontal, I first pound keys for a short time to finish up today′s journal entry.

Awake after a night of constant rain, start the jammer and then drive to the w-mart but have to wait until seven this morning because of opening late for the holiday today. I go inside for coffee, com and to resume on the episode creation work.

At six this evening, the w-mart closes, so I leave, dress in my suit and await for the meeting tonight to begin. I find out that the circuit overseer will be here next week starting on Tuesday through Sunday, 02 December 2018, which visit just extended my stay here in the Bay area for two day. However, that is alright because I have not had a CO visit for a long time. It seems that Jehovah knows how to provide spiritual provision for all his servant.

After the meeting, I drive back to the Oak Tree House, go inside and then Susan and I together discuss Bible subjects, particularly one end time prophecy that I have been helping her understand, that of the need to recognize who today represents the faithful servant. (Matthew 24:45) Then, after midnight, I pack out and retire to the jammer only to get out my camera and photograph the full moon.

After waking, I dress, start the jammer and drive to the w-mart for my daily morning cup, connection and key boarding routine. At five, as the sun reaches the horizon, I pack out and drive to the for a hair salon after which I drive back to the Oak Tree House for the evening.

After sitting for a while in the living room, I head out to the jammer for the night, look up and see the full moon in a heavy haze, so I get horizontal and read my Bible. Just after eleven this evening, I look out and see that all but a light haze remains, so, I grab my camera and snap nearly a dozen photos.

Awake early, drive to the w-mart and pound keys for as long as I can endure, after which, I drive to the Oak Three House and take up a seat on the overstuffed couch where I rest until seven-thirty.

Then, I pack out and retire to the jammer to finalize my journal entry for today.

Awake early, drive to the w-mart for a cup of hot, check com and to work on final preparations of episode one before sending it to the printer. I continue until two this afternoon and then pack out to put on my suit and drive to the hall for the weekend meeting. Just as the meeting is finishing, I get a call from Susan who invites me home for supper. I drive there and find her in the master bedroom closet painting the baseboards and the floor.

Years ago, they removed the carpet in the home, pulled the tack strips, removed any nails and swept the floors clean but never go around to doing anything else. Subsequently, Susan had told me she had plans of painting the floor, that painting concrete floors was becoming very popular and she even showed me online photos of other painted floors.

After eating the best steak and beans that I have had for many years, I tell Chad that the bean broth is the absolute best I have ever had, good enough for a cup of hot, to which he gave his normal grunt. Then, I drive back to the w-mart for a couple more hours of pounding keys before my legs tell me that I must needs get horizontal and then pack out drive to my parking spot under the oak tree and climb into the back.

Much cooler this morning and typical of Gulf Coast weather during the fall of the year which is warm and humid one day, then a cold front blows in and it is cooler or even cold the next day. Then the lower temperatures only last a few days until the warm moist wind blows in off the gulf water again. Every time I come here, I tell myself this is the last time that I am coming here. Methinks, I must needs listen to what I tell myself.

Sleep in late and then get up to drive to a ar-mart to ask if they know what is wrong with my vehicle. When I describe to the service writer the problem I am having, he calls out to the shop to ask the mechanic, who comes into the front lobby and looks on the computer for a picture of the layout on the vehicle. He then says that it sounds like dirty intake components and asks me if I have done a thorough cleaning of the intake manifold. I tell him that I have been adding a quality intake cleaner to the gasoline but he tells me that it probably need a toothbrush scrubbing of the inside components.

He then walks with me out to the jammer and I pull the air cleaner hose off of the intake and he points to the inside and says, yes you need to clean all of that black gunk off of the butterfly valve. Too, you should probably replace the air control valve which sits right on top of the intake manifold.

After I thank him for the advice, I drive to the ap-mart and buy a bottle of intake cleaning spray and order a new air control valve. When I talk with the clerk at the ap-mart, he agrees with the diagnostics and says a thorough cleaning should work wonders. I go outside and spray the cleaner into the intake manifold and give it a quick brushing. Then I start the engine and it idols better than it has for a long time. I will do a more thorough cleaning later when I install the part that I just ordered.

Then, I drive to the w-mart to continue working on the final read through of episode one before retiring to my spot under the oak tree.

I purposely sleep late again, then get dressed and drive to the hall for the circuit overseers ministry meeting. After the brief meeting, I drive to the w-mart to continue pounding keys and trying to complete the last read through of episode one. Shortly after noon, I pack out and drive to the Oak Tree house to help work on the bathroom toilet. Susan had asked me yesterday if I could tighten the toilet so that it would not be loose and fix the leak in the water line.

When I arrive, I go right into the bathroom and find the fix to be really easy, in fact, it only takes me a few minutes. Then, I help Susan find the loose connection in the middle bedroom overhead lights. I show her how to correct a loose connection and how to make sure there is a good tight wire nut connection.

While we are putting everything back together, a couple of sisters from the South Shore Congregation stop by to see Susan and also to ask if I am in town. I walk out to the front door and one sister asks me, Do you remember our names? to which I answer, Yes, your name is Sister, yours is Sister and yours is Sister. We all get a good laugh and two of the sisters give me a hug. We all visit for a time and when they leave, Susan and I go back into the bed room to wrap up the electrical work.

Then, I tell Susan that since we are done with what she had asked me to do, that I am going back to the w-mart to pound keys for a time longer. I drive there and resume the work that has me trying to complete. I finish chapters eight and nine, and then begin on chapter ten but it is the longest chapter in the book so I will have to continue working on it in the morning.

At nine this evening, the store closes, I pack out and drive to my place to park for the evening.

Awake, start the jammer, drive to the w-mart for coffee, com, and key pounding, staying here until I finish chapter ten. Wow, I tell myself, and this time around, I am installing all new photos taken from the original photo folder.

It is about one in the afternoon when I arrive at the Oak Tree house and work on the jammer to replace the intake air control valve while Susan finishes cleaning the front drive way, edging the grass and then sweeping up the debris. After that, I help Susan with getting here entertainment center ready for the buyer to come pick up. When the furniture is down the road, I ask Susan to take me to get a bolt to hold the battery cable on the battery, after which, we go for Mexican food.

Returning home, we turn on the TV to watch a science fiction series but then Chad arrives and says he wants to watch his football game. Susan and I find other things to do, I go and take a shower, after which I sit with Susan in the garage while she sorts through the packed boxes. Then, I walk out to the jammer to grab my shower bag and go inside for a hot shower. Finally, I walk out to the jammer to get into the horizontal but finish my journal entry for today first.

The one thought on my mind this evening is that I am again ready to journey on but have decided to stay until Sunday to hear the public talk by the circuit overseer. Too, when the car group stopped by yesterday, I told them that I was staying for that talk and Ruth said, Maybe Susan might go to the talk also. Yes, there is that possibility and later, I told her that the talk was entitled How can youths find success and happiness and that it may help her encourage her daughter Lauren.

Any case, after the meeting Sunday, I plan to resume the journey on.