Humid-Hazy Skies Over Lone Windmill. The Prairie West of the Red River, Which Is the MN - ND Border.

… " Also, to arrive in the Rocky Mountains by plane would be to see them in one kind of context, as pretty scenery. But to arrive after days of hard travel across the prairies would be to see them in another way, as a goal, a promised land. If John and I and Chris arrived with this feeling and Sylvia arrived seeing them as "nice" and "pretty," there would be more disharmony among us than we would get from the heat and monotony of the Dakotas. Anyway, I like to talk to her and I’m thinking of myself too. " [Cont next]

Some 20 Mi West of Breckenridge, MN. Here I discover my first windmill! This brings to mind page 26 in ZMM where (on this road) the Narrator reports " ...then in the brilliance of the next flash that farmhouse . . . that windmill . . . oh, my God, he’s been here! ..." So I stop to photograph this one.
…The hazy humid sky seen here fits passage above. ... In Mr. Pirsig's photos of this same area, you will note the perfectly blue sky! This fits Mr. Pirsig's recent confession that the storm and high-speed run to escape the rain was fictional. Click Here: And AFTER this Albums Page Comes Up => Click on the SECOND Down Album Re Pirsig 1968 Photos. => Then compare this landscape, with that seen Pirsig’s photos of his original 1968 trip. Look at first 3 photos. Will open in new browser. *************************

(Photo = 102-0304 ...... ZMM Page = 018 ...... WayPt = 016w)