Prologue

Two years ago I wrote the first in a series of blogs relating to short fantasy trips. Well the trips are real but the story that goes with them are totally …. weird, off the wall, bogus, or what ever else you wish to say about them.  Maybe, just maybe I really have lost my mind.

This too is fiction and based on a close to Labor Day jaunt.  You know, that last chance to get away before the end of summer; to escape the heat of our valley and the everyday constant restlessness and pollution, better known as c.r.a.p.

So pull up a chair if you haven’t already, and travel along through the dangerous and twisting connections of my mind to the places we picked for this escape.