Another lookie up, Ole Yeller. Still casting my gaze and craning my neck. I am a bit fidgety, and once again revolting. In a few days I am going to head west for three weeks. I am taking my friend, William, on a trek I did twenty years earlier. Gearing up is always a daunting task. Paint, pot, camping gear, ice chests, food, and all the other sundries we take for granted at home. My little Ford Escort was brimming with adventure.