but the rain did not come until much later. The wind was strong and made driving more of a chore than a pleasure.
The return trip was bitter sweet.
Dalton will not be able to visit again until summer. We stopped to overlook Cotter and see the train bridge.
We viewed Norfork Lake.
We met Dalton's parents halfway, to ease the driving for both of us. We did not want Dalton to go but such is life, the good with the bad, and we move on to count the days 'til summer and Dalton can be with us again.