July 2024 Added: … An Inside View Of Where Very Likely, Robert Prisig & Chris Had Breakfast Back In 1968.
…With Thanks For /\Above/\ Photo, To Roger Averbeck, A USFS Worked At The National Forest Powell Ranger Station The Summer Of 1981 Through 1982, At Least. The Ranger Station Is A Mile Further East On Powell Road.

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… “. We sit down at a tableclothed table and order eggs, hot cakes, maple syrup, milk, sausages and orange juice. That cold wind has worked up an appetite.
"I want to write a letter to Mom," Chris says.
…That sounds good to me. I go to the desk and get some of the lodge stationery.I go to the desk and get some of the lodge stationery. I bring it to Chris and give him my pen. That brisk morning air has given him some energy too. He puts the paper in front of him, grabs the pen in a heavy grip and then concentrates on the blank paper for a while.
He looks up. "What day is it?"
I tell him. He nods and writes it down.
Then I see him write, "Dear Mom:" Then he stares at the paper for a while. Then he looks up. "What should I say?"
I start to grin. I should have him write for an hour about one side of a coin. I’ve sometimes thought of him as a student but not as a rhetoric student.
We’re interrupted by the hot cakes and I tell him to put the letter to one side and I’ll help him afterward.
When we are done I sit smoking with a leaden feeling from the hot cakes and the eggs and everything and notice through the window that under the pines outside the ground is in patches of shadow and sunlight.
Chris brings out the paper again. "Now help me," he says.
"Okay," I say. I tell him getting stuck is the commonest trouble of all. Usually, I say, your mind gets stuck when you’re trying to do too many things at once. What you have to do is try not to force words to come. That just gets you more stuck. What you have to do now is separate out the things and do them one at a time. You’re trying to think of what to say and what to say first at the same time and that’s too hard. So separate them out. Just make a list of all the things you want to say in any old order. Then later we’ll figure out the right order.
"Like what things?" he asks.
"Well, what do you want to tell her?"
"About the trip."
"What things about the trip?"
He thinks for a while. "About the mountain we climbed."
"Okay, write that down," I say.
He does. Then I see him write down another item, then another, while I finish my cigarette and coffee. He goes through three sheets of paper, listing things he wants to say.
"Save those," I tell him, "and we’ll work on them later."
"I’ll never get all this into one letter," he says.
He sees me laugh and frowns. I say, "Just pick out the best things." Then we head outside and onto the motorcycle again.”

Lochsa Lodge, US-12, Lochsa River Canyon, ID.

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