A Side Road To 11,000 Feet

Day three of the trip we take Lamb Chop to see some Alpine Meadows in the Snowy Mountains south of Laramie Wyoming.  A little off route, but we made 500 miles per day on the first two days so we have a little extra time to go exploring.

"Oh No!" says Lamb Chop.  "I can barely breathe."

Definitely worth the extra miles.

Lamb Chop...Are those your cousins over on the far 

hillside?  No, they are just rocks.

OK, sorry.  That was just a really bad Davidson family joke.  Only Jess, Blaine and Val

will get it.

View from the room at "Hotel Walmart".  Actually better than the cheeseball motel I
stayed at last night.  I was actually afraid someone might try to steal the Unicorn.  They wouldn't have got far, it weighs a ton

Good night from Ogden Utah.
Brad (& Lambchop)

Note - I feel a little like Tom Hanks and the volleyball.

And I haven't shaved yet.

Dinner Stop

Lamb Chop likes Culvers burgers. Seems wrong on a couple of levels. But what the heck, drivers
choice?

This Was NOT My Idea

At a recent dinner with family (Lichons, Loffredi's, et.al.) at Vanessa's condo in the Loop, I was tasked with escorting a full-sized fuzzy stuffed sheep (herein-after "Lamb Chop") to Lamb Chop's adopted mother and Vanessa's good friend (aka Sheep) who resides in Portland.   I guess because I was solo-driving to Oregon anyway to deliver the 1st load of stuff to the new house, (and because I wasn't paying attention at the dinner table), somebody figured I wouldn't mind some company on the 5-day run.

So the next week or so of the ongoing Funmobile saga will be chronicling our trek across the great plains of Iowa and Nebraska, through the mountains of Wyoming, and into the lush greenery of the Pacific Northwest.