The goal was to head out of San Antonio and hit Santa Fe to visit my maternal grandfather's widow, Edyne.  This was our first major jump - 750 miles - without Scott.  San Antonio to Santa Fe.  We made it! I'm...

"I get how people get stuck in a place," Scott said to me.  I laughed. Me too - I get it. Most people don't consider having roots in a place 'stuck'. Having ties and feeling safe are generally considered good...

Finally crossed the border from AZ into NM.  We were ahead of a nasty storm and trying to get to a decent hunker down spot before possible snow fell.  Which, by the way, I'm gonna throw the flag on snow...