April 29, 1969
Dear Daddy,
The Colorado mountains were a trip. The house where we crashed at was so cool. A real mountain cabin. The folks who we stayed with were artists. They make money by selling tie dyed t-shirts. They gave us each one. Too cool. We are in Utah now.
It's very hot and it looks like the moon. I am tripping out over the landscape. I can't wait to get to California to see the ocean. I am not so sure about sleeping under the stars tonight. The desert is kinda freaky. But, don't worry, I am ok. I really need a shower. Well Daddy, gotta go now, I will write next week.
Be cool,
Peace and love,
Joyce
