If you’ve been following the long and strange 2015 journey of Bob and Ellen, you know we wound our way around the Western states, backtracking sometimes, avoiding hot temperatures and wildfire smoke when we could (dealing with it with a sense of humor and face masks when we couldn’t).
By mid-October, with the leaves turning the brilliant shades of autumn…
We managed to find a great little Chinese restaurant in Battle Mountain, where I tried “Fried Pumpkin Cakes.” I have no idea what it was really made of, but it tasted like a lightly fried pumpkin gel rolled in sesame seeds:
And on our walk back to where we’d parked the RV along the street, we passed his curious display:
If it was meant to advertise the business where it sat, it didn’t work. I have no idea what the business was.
You’d think after all of these miles I’d be tired of taking photos out the window, that I’ve seen all the clouds and hills and road I can stand. But… no. It’s a stunning country in which we live!
And sometimes, boondocking out in the middle of nowhere, you get the most stunning images, right through the camera lens.
Ah! This is what full-timing is all about, eh?