This morning, we launched early and made good progress until about sixty miles from home. As you can see. Anne was driving and she did a yeoman’s job behind the wheel, but when the last rest stop presented itself, she took the opportunity to bale. I drove the remainder, except as we were leaving the rest stop, the clouds parted, the skies brightened and the sun even came out. I guess she wasn’t doing it right after all. Anyway, we’re home now.