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Food on Fridays with Ann
Three weeks ago, our family of six loaded up our used RV with provisions and clothes and hiking boots, climbed in and claimed various areas (couch, dinette bench, La-Z-Boy recliner), spread maps across the expansive dashboard, and slowly worked our way through the subdivision and onto the bypass around the city, to merge with traffic on I-70.
We were heading west toward such sites as the Grand Canyon, Zion National Park, and Colorado. Our family has never seen any of the places on our itinerary, so this would be a shared adventure. We would feel awe together. We would hike difficult trails together. We would live in this mobile home for two-and-a-half weeks…together.
Now I’m trying to unpack not only the RV, but also the trip itself. Traveling always changes me, but I’m not always sure how until I’ve spent some time reflecting on the trip. So over the next days, maybe weeks, I’ll post about some of the places and experiences. To the reader, these thoughts may feel part travelogue, part journal, and part poetry. I can’t really say, as I’m not sure how this will unfold.
One fun project I undertook was to document the traveling Chia Bars. My mom shops at a South Carolina farmer’s market and sent me some Frommer’s gluten-free chia granola bars to taste-test. I gave them a big thumbs up, so she purchased a giant box full of them for my trip and shipped them to me. Frommer’s asked if I could photograph the bars at various locations out west—kind of a Flat Stanley project you can eat. That sounded like fun, so I always had a chia bar on hand.
But I didn’t just carry them for the photo ops—I tucked them into my backpack for my hiking snack. The bars provided sustenance as I explored the country.
We drove off on Flag Day, and returned home a few days before the Fourth of July—patriotic days book-ending our trip across this great country. As we stopped at these national treasures, I occasionally sang the chorus of “This Land is Your Land.” At one of the national parks, my son listened to the words and exclaimed, “That’s the perfect song, because this land really is yours and mine and ours!” He gestured with arms stretched wide to include the landscape, our family, and all the hikers in front of us and behind.
This land is yours and mine and ours. And not just because we’re American taxpayers contributing to the national parks. Indeed, this land was made for you and me, a gift from the Creator above. We laughed about our chia bar project.
But we couldn’t help but stand in awe of this land of ours.
Photos by Ann Kroeker.
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Photos by Ann Kroeker (Grand Canyon model: one of my daughters). “Pin” these images in a way that links back to this particular page, giving proper credit.
Disclosure: Frommer’s offered to give me a discount on future orders in exchange for this photo project.
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