so there we were. all of us together. on thursday night. the eve of our epic road trip. i screamed with excitement "we're all here" repeatedly. we went grocery shopping. packed the cooler with soda's and candy. and eventually got a bit of shut eye.
our alarms rang at 4:14am. i woke everyone else up and we were getting in the car just as my watch said 5:00am. that was when we wanted to leave. already a perfect beginning.
we were on the road. the stops were excessive to say the least. i had a tiny bladder issue. i woke up feeling sickly and dehydrated so with my breakfast i consumed almost an entire 32 oz. nalgene of water. good for the body. but not good for travel time. by the time we hit wyoming. only an hour from home. i was already stopping for time number one. several times in between i stopped. nobody else had to use the restroom. just me. and my pea-sized bladder.well. eventually we made it to lunch time. and two thirds of the way across wyoming. we were quite impressed with the centerpieces at this wyoming arby's.
annaleesa was having fun. in the beginning she didn't show it much but there were occasions when joy and giddiness would bust through her somber exterior.
these were the first of many biker friends that we made throughout the trip. we had actually encountered them at the orin junction rest stop and it turned out that we stopped at the same gas station about one hundred miles down the road. we figured it was fate. we took a picture to remember the moment.we got to the entrance of the memorial grounds. not to the monument yet. but excited nonetheless. let me paint this picture for those of you who weren't there. i had created a playlist before the trip that was patriotic. heart of america. down-home. country lovin'. good music. i.e. america by: neil diamond. as we took pictures with the sign the car doors were open and this playlist was blaring. like really loud. we were stoked. and so were the passerbys. this is another self-timer miracle.
and then. there we were. at mount rushmore. dreams came true. people in our party probably cried at the moment when you first see the heads. it was great. i coudn't have been happier.
of course i had to take this picture for the loved ones who are from alaska. one of them is there today. as i write. never forget the people who love you.
we talked to these guys while looking at the "iowa" pillar. turns out they were from iowa too. interesting chaps they were. nat captured this picture and i think it pretty much speaks for itself.
oh yeah. there was this kid. of all the places for you to choose to wear such a shirt....a national park. yikes!
we asked a nice couple to take this photo upon our arrival. you'll never guess where they were from...OGDEN UTAH! no freakin' way.
i pledge allegiance...
after taking in as much as we could. our little hearts and souls were just filled to the brim. so we decided to take the hike around and underneath the heads.
we talked to these guys while looking at the "iowa" pillar. turns out they were from iowa too. interesting chaps they were. nat captured this picture and i think it pretty much speaks for itself.
after taking in as much as we could. our little hearts and souls were just filled to the brim. so we decided to take the hike around and underneath the heads. here i am. in the womb of mt. rushmore.
and still excited to see them again at the other end of the hike.
of course. there had to be the gangbanger pose.
tut tut it looks like rain.
so we forged the cafeteria for food. having been in a car all day and finally at our destination. the famed mt. rushmore. we decided to eat outside on the patio with the heads as our view. it was great.
just as we finished eating the rain began. it poured. there was lightening. it was really cool to sit outside and watch. but then it started raining even harder. the tent started dripping really cold water on us. so we went inside. these two had ice cream to pass the time.
of course. there had to be the gangbanger pose.
tut tut it looks like rain.
just as we finished eating the rain began. it poured. there was lightening. it was really cool to sit outside and watch. but then it started raining even harder. the tent started dripping really cold water on us. so we went inside. these two had ice cream to pass the time.

Tut tut, looks like rain. Ha. Looks like fun is more like. So...let me tell you a little story about how I lost my phone: I was at Pineview. Boating. And my phone jumped out of my hand and into the water. Or I may have threw it there because I hated that Blackberry and how it'd unlock and call 911 all the time. But in any case, I now no longer have your number. Or Jaymee's. Or anyone's really, for that matter. The moral of this story: you need to text me so I'll have your number again. Otherwise, you may never see me again. And that would be a sad, sad, depressing, tragic, hollow life. So make sure to do it!
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