You can drive and drive all day, and still not really get anywhere.

However, over the past three days, the tightly packed hills of northern California have given way to wide open spaces, banked by rugged mountains.

This is Oregon. This is the state that Hunter S. Thompson and Ken Kesey both called home.

There are lots of ranches. It is very rural.

We are staying by another river tonight. We can see some deer on the opposite bank. There are massive birds flying around in the dusk.

The sun is well behind the mountain now, and we are terrified again.

We just sang “Old Man River”.

Mon has bought a guitar, and is playing it as I write.

We are giving the stars a chance tonight.

God I just saw one fall.

If we aren’t murdered then I think might remember this as a good night.