Looking back. Just one of the many hills Glenn climbed
Wild and free (except for the fences)
The 212 saved 70 miles, but Glenn feels every one of those hills
Is this a hard-earned cruise or another hill Glenn’s dreading?
You need to rest, she said.
She was right. So he did.
One hill was too much.
Overheated, without shirt, without lunch.
It’s a narrow shoulder, but full-size trucks
Aiming for 64 more miles. At least they don’t go straight over the top
Not all roads avoid the hills
Another hill bites the dust..
Until dusk forces him to stop somewhere between Ashland and Broadus
