Swagger Wagon, loaded for action.
We got the boys, the back packs, the duffels, the sleeping bags and pillows, the food, the camera, the maps... We are locked and loaded.
Yes, I know, all that awesomeness is hard to take in one suburban, mini-van package, but there ya go. The boys are ready to hit the road and log some miles.
Well, actually, they had hit the road and logged some miles. Since 4:30 AM is not conducive for taking pics, this is at our first hotel in Missoula, MT.
Yes, I did say 4:30 AM. We had a lot of miles to go that first day and - oops! - forgot about that whole new-time-zone-lose-an-hour-when-you-head-east thing when I was planning, so an early start was a good thing.
And the mini-van? Laugh if you want, but I love my mini-van. It's almost ten years old though, and has been having "issues" lately. (Did I mention it speaks whale?) So we were praying about that...
You know how when the Israelites wandered in the desert for forty years and their sandals did not wear out? (Deuteronomy 29:5, in case you wondered.) Well, that's kind of what I was praying about the van. I know, I know, maybe that's reaching... but let me tell you...
Not one hiccup.
Smooth sailing all the way. Thank You, Lord. And it was a looooooong way, let me tell you. I estimated we'd do 5000 miles and we rolled in the driveway at 5104. Yah.
We have a lot to be thankful for! And I'll tell you all about it over the next few days ;D