On the Road Again

Hal and I left on Tuesday for our annual motorcycle pilgramage to the hallowed Edmonton Folk Music Festival. For a change this year, the weather was (and still is) gorgeous! We had a long day on Tuesday, driving 560 miles to Revelstoke, BC. We arrived after 10PM, and I learned how Mary and Joseph must have felt all those centuries ago, because there was no room for us at the inn. We went to every motel in town before finding a bed in a motel that wasn't really a stable, though it certainly smelled like one.



Wednesday was a relatively short ride (maybe 200 miles) to Cochrane, where we once again took advantage Keith and Carmen's hospitality. Special thanks to Colin for sacrificing his bed.

Here's the view from their kitchen window.



Today we'll have another relatively short ride to Edmonton. and should arrive sometime early in the afternoon. I lived in Edmonton for close to 10 years, and even though I wouldn't want to live there again, with Mom and Marian and Pete living there, it's like home. Who was it that said, "Home is where they have to take you in."?