Several months ago, I picked up the book Blue Highways, by William Least Heat-Moon. He calls himself a half-breed. Part Indian, his father called himself Heat Moon, and his oldest son Little Heat Moon, thus, born last, William became Least Heat Moon. Least Heat Moon set out in a home-made camper van and traveled on “small roads”, across the U.S. from Missouri headed east to the coast then back through the Carolinas, Georgia, Louisiana, Texas, Utah, Nevada;  north to Oregon; east across the top part of the U.S., through the Great Lakes, up to Maine and then back to Missouri. An epic journey of trails and travails in fascinating prose. What made it special to me is the many places he passed through that I have passed through these last three years, with Jim, at the helm of a motor home. Least Heat Moon  reminded me of other RVers, (particularly our friend Randy Vining,) who take the path less traveled, and adopt philosophies of a simplified life. Emerson, Thoreau, poets, Walt Whitman, and other historic figures like Muir, who relate to nature and the simpler things in life. People shed their possessions and find harmony, peace and joy. On the road, we meet people who profess to want that, few find it. Be inspired by this book.  Here is a link to Least Heat Moon:

Jim ordered 68 books from the Book Barn in Connecticut, at $1.00 each. He finds an author he likes, and they ship him the used books. He is set to put in another order, and I’ve ordered two more “journey” books by Least Heat Moon and a Walk In The Woods by Bill  Dryson. What a treat, what a deal.

Yesterday was a quiet day of letter writing, swimming  and reading. The weather remained cool, but dry with a weak sun. Enough sun for Jim to get out and put new battery cables on the Bronco while I swam. At the pool, I met three kids from Tennessee with their grandfather. None of them knew how to swim. I had fun with the youngest, seven-year old, teaching him the basic rules of learning to blow bubbles, getting used to having his face in the water, and holding onto the edge and kicking. All benefit of watching my own grandkids take swimming lessons a few summers back. The boy was pleased with himself. I was taught the old, regrettable way, as a kid, when my dad pushed me off a stump and said, “swim.”

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  1. Been there and done that:
    #1. Father threw me in 15 ft of water and said “its easy, even a dog can do it”
    #2. My favorite books started off with “A Walk Across America” back in the 70’s by Peter Jenkins
    #3. I find The Kodgers philosophy to be very entertaining and pertinent.

    • 2gadabout

      Hi Sondra,
      I’ll add A Walk Across America to my reading list. I read a book a long time go about a couple who walked from ocean to ocean that sounds similar. I never tire of them. Another, about a man who walked across Indonesia was especially good. Don’t remember the title, it was before I was blogging and making lists. And, Hitchhiking Across Ireland with a refrigerator, was a funny read. We seem to have had similar parenting. Thanks for writing. M

  2. Blue Highways also affected me Mary–when I read it many years ago. Proving to me that the most powerful form of influence is inspiration. And that the most helpful thing we can do for the world is be happy. (and thanks for the kind words about my adventure)

  3. 2gadabout

    You are one of a kind, Randy. Lvya.

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