Travel Writing & Photography Challenge
Enjoying Scenic Vistas Was Never the Same Without You
Some wounds never fully heal
Some of my fondest and most bittersweet memories are of traveling with my family as a kid to places like Corpus Christi, Rapid City, the island of Kauai, Calgary, the vineyards of Penticton, Acapulco, and Cancun. All such a far cry different from the drab crack of the world where I grew up amongst the deserts and endless fields of wheat, potatoes, and alfalfa in Southeast Idaho. Though I’ve come to appreciate my home state now, I sure didn’t then.
I couldn’t ever wait to get out and go someplace, anyplace, else.
My favorite travels of all though were still the road trips we took from Idaho to the state of Arizona once or twice per year in our two-toned brown Pontiac Bonneville. I loved every minute of those trips—leaving the dirt and gravel farm roads and cruising on the interstate out of Idaho, and proceeding to wear out cassette tapes of Beatles, Elvis, and the Rocky IV soundtrack, amongst many others. Just being in that car and heading somewhere felt like the best kind of freedom. During the…
