My father lives in North Dakota. All by himself. So he spends lots of time in his truck discovering new places both near and far. He says it's his dime-store Jesus that brings him peace on the open road.
When I visited last October, we traveled over a thousand miles together in that truck. This pic was taken somewhere in South Dakota on the way back to Bismarck.
"Who travels for love finds a thousand miles not longer than one."