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I rode down the avenues of Salt Lake City to my “F” Street destination. Large stately mansions lined the streets on the way. Just a mile from the Convention Center, this hostel would be a great location for my week
As I passed along the Oregon Trail, where you can still see covered wagon tracks in some places, I had the sensation of what it might have felt like to journey across country in that manner. The speed was slow.
Today I attended church services at the First Presbyterian Church in Salt Lake City. Sunride stayed outside catching a few rays. When I get up in the morning I pack Sunride for the day’s journey. This photo shows my tent,
Snowville is the first town I came to in Utah. Named not for legendary snow falls but after an early pioneer, Mr. Snow. There’s also a town named after Mr. Dewey called, not surprisingly, Deweyville. Arriving in Tremonton, I checked
Today I’ve had a minute to write a couple of my experiences. Sunday 9/8/19 Haines, Oregon I drifted into the tiny town of Haines, Oregon, found a picnic table in a parking lot next to the Frontier Saloon, chained my
Sunride attended Salt Lake’s Climate Strike, part of strikes held around the word and inspired by a 16 year old student from Sweden. Our children are the ones who will suffer the consequences from our primitive use of fossil fuel
I’ve just arrived to my ultimate destination for this leg of my journey – Salt Lake City, UT!
Well, I made it to Tremonton; but it wasn’t easy. After pulling up to a traveler’s service station in Snowville, Utah, where a delightful young woman named “Dem” helped me, I noticed that my repaired rear tire was losing air.