No Yesterdays On The Road.

Having Made The Trip From St. Louis To The Pacific Ocean Myself Going Up Up Up Against Twenty-five Hundred Miles Of The Missouri River, I Can Testify That It's One Of The Most Arduous Trips That Anyone Can Make On This Continent And Yet I Had A Power Boat To Do It In.

Beware Thoughts That Come In The Night.

The Lewis And Clark Tale Has All The All The Elements That One Would Want To Put Into A Movie. It Has The, Continual Threat For Life; It's Got The Thread Of Indians; It's Got Disease. It Has Daily Risk Where These Men May Go Under The Water. It's Got The Fight With The Elements. It's Got The El The Role Of The Unknown Continually Threatening Them.

To Say Nothing Is Out Here Is Incorrect; To Say The Desert Is Stingy With Everything Except Space And Light, Stone And Earth Is Closer To The Truth.

With A Nearly Desperate Sense Of Isolation And A Growing Suspicion That I Lived In An Alien Land, I Took To The Road In Search Of Places Where Change Did Not Mean Ruin And Where Time And Men And Deeds Connected.