Hannah arrives here just before midnight to travel with me for a week. I’ve made a list of “things to do” ; laundry, stow gear, clear off the passenger seat of my poor man’s GPS and A/C units for a first mate. This is the first time since Bob left me in Tucson ten weeks ago that I’d have a crew on board. Traveling solo has permitted me to be causal and uncouth about happens inside the rig. Change is coming in the form of a daughter to provide communication and feedback. Steinbeck again: “I was alone each winter for eight months … (as) a caretaker on a summer estate during the winter months when it was snowed in. …As the time went on I found that my reactions thickened……….. and I believe that subtleties of feeling began to disappear until finally I was on a pleasure-pain basis. Then it occurred to me that the delicate shades of feeling, of reaction, are the results of communication, and without such communication they tend to disappear. A man with nothing to say has no words. Can the reverse be true – a man who has no one to say nothing to has now words as he has no need for words?”
Traveling solo promotes the above. What will traveling with Hannah bring to the circle tour? Delicate shades of feeling? I am deeply honor that she chose to accompany me on my sojourn fresh out of college. Many new diploma holders have grandiose plans before being shackled into the work-a-day world rather than a road trip with dad.
Where I’ve anchored, Snee-Oosh is in the shadow of the final flight pattern into Jacksonville Airport. With very jet that slides by a few hundred feet above my roof top, I think of Hannah arriving. Soon she will.
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