Rendezvous

Like two comets crossing the sky in opposite directions, what are the chances they will intersect?  Seemingly, I would have bet on zero.  Such was not the case when we arrived in Bozeman, MT and learned Jim’s grandson, Matt was only an hour away traveling on Interstate-90 in the opposite direction toward Seattle.

Describing where they could find us, we waited at the coach to see Matt and his traveling partner for driving named Dan along with Matt’s two handsome hounds that seem to be enjoying the trip as much as their master.

At a third our age, they are driving and camping along the same route we are following, traveling in the opposite direction at a much faster rate.  They are completing the trip in a week while we will take over a month.  Pausing for a short visit with us, we shared in the hearing of their tales and recounted a few of our adventures to them about our mutual experience.  Being the first journey for Matt along this route, he too is enjoying the wonders of the West.  Wishing them Godspeed, we parted ways and they disappeared into the impending night.  But we are still under the same stars on the same route and connected as a family and that is what matters.

This has been a great year for seeing family.  And for that we are grateful.