We know many folks are checking our web site to follow our journey to Alaska. Some of you may log on more often than others, and some of you check almost every day (Hello Sophie). We truly wish all of you could be with us to see and experience what we are encountering along the way.

Imagine a movie theater from years past where they only had one screen, but it was huge. They sometimes showed travelogues on the wide screen in Panavision and Technicolor (kids ask your grandparents what those were).

Now, imagine our windshield is that movie screen, and five or six or sometimes eight hours a day we are watching a never ending travelogue. Around every corner is a new sight that takes our breath away. It may be a snow capped mountain peak, a raging river running down a valley, a sheep or moose next to the road, or a mountain range shrouded with clouds.

But we can stop the movie sometimes and get out into it. We can smell the smells, hear the sounds, and revel in the unique beauty we see. And when we drink it all in and turn around to go back to the coach, there is a brand new vista we hadn’t yet seen. Many times we could close our eyes, turn around in any direction, snap the camera and have a beautiful picture.

Between us we take hundreds of pictures a day (July 15th for example we took 462). We miss thousands more because the images are fleeting through the windshield, or an animal only shows itself for a couple of seconds.

The Alaska Highway has been a good road so far. But the shoulders are too narrow to pull off on in most places, and pullouts are sometimes few and far between. There is so much beauty we just can’t photograph it all.

But of the hundreds of photos we do take, Bart sifts through them to find six or eight to go on the web site. He must then choose another dozen or two of the best to upload toWal*Mart.com and share with all of you. And even then you are seeing only a tiny fraction of what we see.

Some folks may think we are nuts to spend all that money on fuel, and food, and everything else associated with this trip. Sometimes we wonder ourselves when we add it up at the end of the day. But none of us would sell our memories and experiences, both good and not so good, for twice what we paid. And as Bill said, “We aren’t even to Alaska yet.”

Just wait.