Nothing like hot Co-op soup on a cold day. J had veggie beef. Mine was Indian curry.
A short stop at Rockford to grab a mocha (white chocolate coconut) ...
Then out the canyon, listening to J's retro tunes on the iPod.
All these are through the car window at 50+ mph... Autumn is a lovely blurr...
The clouds were lying so low you could only see the foothills.
Willsall. Nothing was open, so we took pictures instead.
Crazies. Clouds began to lift a little.
Bridgers, Headed toward home.
Pause to take more photos of the lowing cattle.
He reminded me so much of one of our horses when I was but a wee lass. Cherokee . I learned to ride using the Hackamore on Cherokee. He was the only one of our horses that used it.
He was rather protective of his beauty. I can understand why. She is a charmer.
Thunder Jack wave us on our way. Clouds almost completely lifted from the Crazies.
But not the Bridgers.
More Autumnal blurr.
Nearly home. What a delectable drive. The company was pretty fabulous too.
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