Right. Well, I had thought it would be amusing to start my month-long Western Swing road trip today - 10/4. But just as CB radios and their lingo have fallen out of general favor, so too have my finances declined below the point of viability.
Now the clock is seriously ticking. Night time temperatures are falling into the 30s now across much of the Northwest, and it probably won't be long before some of the tortuous scenic back highway routes I've plotted will begin to be encumbered by snow. This would certainly take much of the fun out of tearing along them in a light-weight sports car.
Tree leaves are also turning against me, with forests transforming into increasingly vibrant cascades of fall colors while I sit here in KC, my cameras idle. And so, I shall continue to strive to raise the necessary funds to get the heck out of town. This situation is definately not 10/4.
Tick tock, indeed.
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Musings and satiric observations from a writer/photographer who has spent 22 rocky years on the road to artistic success. Saturday Evening Posts.
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