Road Trip 2019: Day Eleven, Mill City

lakes are not enough

to keep this city spinning

(wheat connects us all)

the bread of our lives

lives in these shared memories

that we’ll feast upon

from book shops to dusk

in a city new to us

we’ll catch this twilight

Road Trip 2019: Day Eight, Lake Superior

Superior beach:

like the ocean without salt

great for paddling

kite flying kids

will remember these beach days

so different than home

Road Trip 2019: Duluth, Day Seven

cycling is life

as we tour Duluth’s sights

from bridges to ships

Road Trip 2019: Day Six, Gitchi Gami

you haven’t ridden

over the Rockies; not yet.

Superior wins.

with a pup and girls

(unread itinerary)

we biked thirty clicks

Minnesota wins

for elevation record

on these little legs

and to end it all:

waterfall, campfire, cheese.

who would ask for s’more?

Road Trip 2019: North Dakota, Day Four

a frontier village

with world-record bison

thank you, Dakota

a cider dog fest

on a random Fargo night?

(mead is delicious)

the northern midwest

is a reality show

of kindness at play

Road Trip 2019: North Dakota

i never listen

when someone says it’s boring

i always find fun

North Dakota wins

kindness, camping, paddling

and late-night sunsets

Earth lodge history

and indigenous genius

round out this cycle

with Art Deco touch

to capitalize the north

and give us this view

all in a day’s work:

this “boring” state makes dreams bright

campfires and all

Road Trip 2019: Dakotas, Day Two

from flat Dakota

emerges a river trail

hard on legs and kids

but water wins views

however it meanders

giving life to all

What Wasn’t Said

book club getaway:

everything you can picture

(a rich man’s world)

all the hikes and views

we could only hope to own

with our simple steps

Drifters for a Day

from desert to sea
 in a day’s drive through one state
 (miracles exist)
 
 rainforests between
 to prove heaven lives on earth
 (nature is my god)
 
 we found our daddy
 after cherry shopping; lake;
 beyond evergreens
 
 a driftwood dinner
 no one could have predicted
 in another life
 
 yet here we’ll find sleep
 all together in one room
 at earth’s clouded edge
 
 

Views from the Road

The beauty of the road is so much more than views. It is the elevation loss and gain that sneaks up on you as quickly as the road snakes its way along the Snake River.

It is the surprise of the desert that has made its rural-America mark in southeastern Oregon.

It is the spontaneity of stopping at state parks for a peek at history and scenery so breathtaking you feel you’ve stepped into a mini Grand Canyon.

It is the trail our ancestors walked upon that you place your weary soles on now, however twisted and stolen it may be. It is still a silent beauty resting behind a sleepy Americana town, waiting for rediscovery and firsthand learning for three young women.

It is the creek sparkling in the hotter-than-expected northwestern sun, and the quick dip that makes an afternoon sparkle just as brightly.

It is the curve that moves from summit to limitless landscapes, to the expansive end of the Oregon Trail, played out in a quilt of farm fields, and the hope they held for a better life.

The road brings beauty, and within this beauty lies everything you’d expect and wouldn’t expect: children bickering, bits and pieces of trash and clothing piled up in the backseats, state lines that bear no stoppable signs, audiobooks and downloaded movies, snapshots taken from a moving vehicle, trucks that hog both lanes, treeless mountains and endless vineyards, poverty and wealth found behind fences and up on winery hilltops.

The road brings more than views of tall pines, sagebrush-only molehills, and sleepy rivers. It brings us all a new world view where we search for ourselves and find ourselves in each other. Where children find joy in only their siblings’ company, where the road promises a pool at the end of the day and a reality check about small city poverty to remind us of what we have.

Can you see it from an airplane, from a train ride, from a walk down the block?

Never quite like the views you’ll find when you hit the open road. The views of nature, of civilization… of yourself.

You just need one set of keys, a whole lot of gumption, and a pair of soul-searching eyes, and you can find yourself a whole new world view.