Getting the Horse Back to the Barn

From Pine, Arizona, we made two quick stops in Scottsdale before heading across Nevada and back to Oregon at a gallop.

First stop was at the home of forever friend Marsha Minniss - whom I had not seen for 26 years.  We picked up where we had left off without missing a beat!  We both marvelled at how neither of us had changed except for the color of our hair!

Second Scottsdale stop was at the home of Jay and Marsha Bench, who were settling in to Arizona life.  Though Marsha was away on business, it was good to see Jay, if just for a short visit.

We could almost hear the prancing of inpatient hooves from our casita on wheels!  We bade Jay adieu and headed home, with an ovenight stop in Gardnerville and dinner with Aunt Holly (my father's 90-something sister) and Uncle Bill - both alums of Stanford University and college sweethearts, who renewed their romance just a few years ago.

The Fall journey to Utah National Parks and beyond was inspiring!  We learned a great deal and gained a hearty appreciation for the history of the ancestors and geology of our homeland! 

Until the next trip . . .