Run to the mountains

13 days to go. I got lost yesterday coming home, and thought, oh dear if I can get lost here, I am in big trouble out there! It was very pretty, I turned down a dirt road,only to realise soon after that it was not a road,but an ATV path or something. I finally found a place to turn around, but I must admit I was a little panicked! There were alot of big rocks,and it was kind of hilly! Practicing, I thought. Adventure,in my own backyard!

I had internet added to my cell phone,so I have mapquest,if I have a signal. We probably won't have a signal where we're going! I also got the internet added to the phone so I could access all my bookmarks, but I have to wonder if it'll even work out there.

I am going to write alot down,and map some stuff out, hopefully we won't won't need the phone.Really we don't need it,I just worry that once there we'll waste alot of time wondering where we are. I can think of worse places to be lost.

The trip I was planning in 2002 was to see Montana for a place to live, I really wanted to move there. It's going to be weird to go as a tourist. I feel more like a pilgrim. I don't want to go .
I have to go. Always there has been a tug at my heart at the mention of those glorious mountains and woods and open sky. I really have only one dream,to stand at the vista and declare my freedom once and for all. I pray the fires are out so i can see the glaciers that have beckoned me in my dreams all this time. I wish to wade in a cool mountain stream,to bask in the sunset,to listen to the quiet of nature as it sleeps. To sleep myself, in the middle of the last best place.