Sunday, May 18, 2008

random picture time....take two

Hello folks - got this thing figured out -- there is no order to these pictures, time or place...let's go, eh?


This was just taken a couple of nights ago when we arrived in Shreveport, LA -- we got escorted into town by about a dozen police officers, corralling our caravan. I got video of that scene, hope to figure out how to upload that in time. This camp was right on the banks of the Red River, right in the center of town. We had two train tracks running around us as well as a couple of major highways. Very loud. And I slept actually pretty well. It's amazing what I have learned to sleep through on this trip


This is Andre...or Julian...they are relatively new walkers, from Alaska. Love them both, but I still can't tell them apart 'cause I'm an idiot; I really want to say this is Julian and hope they don't read this and get pissed at me! Anyway, this made me laugh because he just walked up to us...silently..with this signboard that told us about the day's plan. That...and look at the kitchen crew list. What the heck is happening there?



mmm..Kid Valance singing to us under a near full moon. Can't remember, oh yeah, this was in Texarkana a few days ago.



We were staying at a rodeo grounds in .... somewhere small in Texas, I can't believe how quickly I forget these towns. We had been awoken by crazy rain and thunder and lightening the night before, pounding on the tin roof of the horse corrals inside. I actually slept really well...on wooden bleachers with the fans going all night. It was really very cozy. Anyway, Kathleen had been gifted this flute the day before by a local and here she is working out a tune on it. That's Jen and Nathan in the background.



Oh man, this laundromat. It was the saddest laundromat I have ever seen. There were two "working" dryers in this row. One actually just blew air and didn't tumble, so I suppose there was really only one. This is P.J. being disgruntled. This place had rotting floors and kicked out walls and one odd little room just filled with discarded clothes, free for the taking. It was open 24 hours and we figured that was only because there wasn't really a door to lock the place up. This was in the rodeo fairgrounds place in Texas.



Carrie and I did runner support coming out of Oklahoma. The route was a little wacky and we would drive up ahead to make sure the runners hit the routes right so they wouldn't get lost. This was on Mother's Day and Dennis declared that only the men would be walking and running that day, as well as doing all the cooking. It was a sweet sentiment.



This was taken a couple of days ago, on our way to Shreveport. We were doing trash duty. Not much else to say about this. It's a picture of me to appease my family, even though you can't really see me. Sorry 'bout that.



My girls inside the truck. One of the more common things I see throughout my day. I just noticed this when I looked at the picture again...but take a look at Kathleen's left hand and you can just make out the little rubber ball of a horn that rides on the dashboard and that she honks out the window at walkers, cars following or in front of us...or just because she wants to make noise. What's funny about this picture to me is that she's got this kind of serious look on her face, so does Carrie...and then there's this silly horn. Love them.



That's it for now. Talk to you all soon.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Missed your commentary while a computer was unavailable.
Thanks for the picture of Jen and always nice to see other walkers as well.
Each new place seems to present an unique experience from sleeping to laundry and meals.
Adapt,adapt,adapt seems to be the word for each day.
See you all soon.

Jen's Mom

Anonymous said...

Been reading your columns in Street Roots! Great Stuff! Keep up the good work!

I was on the walk for only about 4 days, but it was a deep enough experience that I wanted to check in every once in awhile to see how things are going. Lovely to read your words.

Chuck