Keeping with trying to be open minded while in the great magical states of South Dakota and Wyoming I stopped to celebrate Cruizers life.
I saw this American flag off rt. 16 about 100 km’s outside the east entrance to Yellowstone. I was surprised to see such a flag that seemed, I don’t know out of place?
I went down a little dirt road and it seemed to be a flag with memorial rocks at the base. So, for me that was a sign. Leave something for Cruizer and I did. This is unlike me to do something like this but it felt really right and the most appropriate way to release some of my grief and frustration. Frustration because I was not home to be with him.
I have the gps coordinates and a picture of the map where I did this. Will post it later. I had a good day yesterday riding but a bad night. Taking today to play in the dirt with my bike and a virtual face book friend that I ran into by chance in West Yellowstone yesterday. His name is Paul.
Taking it down a notch for a few hours and then will continue my journey home. More updates coming and pics of some of the sights I have been so grateful to see and experience.
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The American flag is never out of place in America. It looks great out there in the middle of nowhere, doesn’t it? Great post.
Good point
Hugs re Cruizer. Always tough. Nice to put his name out there.
thanks
Don’t miss the fact that the dash between Cruizer’s dates is the life he was meant to live, and his mission here was complete. Animals don’t view the end of life like we humans do; they just know when it’s time, and go off to be in peace and quiet to let go. I think you were led to that flag by you-know-who: it couldn’t have been more perfect. Someday we’ll all get our own dash.
Shouldn’t have read this it made me cry. Thanks for the insight and the comment. Struck a cord. L
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In 10 Days I will start my trek via my car to the USA, east coast and will take Cruizer’s ashes to this site…I need to in order to move on from my guilt for not being home last year when he suddenly and unexpectedly died.