Drove into the night after a marathon day of, literally, planes, trains and automobiles. Then fatigue outvoted adrenaline and suggested a few hours’ stop at a motel in Ellensburg, Washington would be a good idea.
Back on the road before dawn, coffee to go. We have to reach General Brock today. It’s been nearly two years of writing about the project, seeing drawings, looking at photos of progress as he materialized, anticipating it all. Today, we finally meet.
About four hours of driving left until we reach him. We’re getting close. Can’t wait.