So what an odd place to find myself. I'm on a flight over to the US of A as I write this and it dawns on me. I'm about to go on a bit of an adventure. And it's to a part of the States that few people rarely see (telling the emigration officer I was going to Rapid City was met with disbelief).
Having spent a day in London going through all the kit, it's all coming back to me and I'm pretty confident it will all be alright on the night. That's not to say I'm not somewhat nervous - who knows how much I've fogotten in the two years 9 months since I last did this!
Arse! I've now remembered the THIRD thing I've forgotten. This one perhaps the most serious. Aunty Clare's travel kettle (which I have kept and used several times since my last trip). Damn. I'm condemned to a month of tea made through a coffee percolator or evil american instant cawfee. Oh well. I will live.
Alongside this I couldn't find my Letherman (this is the most useful tool a man can ever own. It does everything (like a swiss army knife), but it's made of pure steel and actually works. And there's my Nintendo DS (which I've barely used since the last trip). Hey ho.
In many ways it feels like a miracle I got here at all. I was leaving things very much to the last minute - and then got invited to Top Gear with only a few hours notice. Being the rational man that I am I immediately cancelled both of yesterday's meetings and went to Top Gear instead.
Due to these antics I had three hours sleep last night, and spent the rest of the time flat out trying to get everything done. I arrived at Heathrow with half an hour to spare. I'm surprised I'm not asleep right now. I slept through take off - but I've been awake ever since. Very glad to have a new battery in the laptop (the old one was well past its sell by date). And now the adventure is due to begin!
South Dakota is the state we are filming on this journey. The only thing I know about South Dakota is that it's the home of Mount Rushmore. That really is all I know. Looking at the flight map I am now over The Northern-most reaches of Canada, and will be arriving in Chicago in just under 3 hrs.
How very exciting!
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Evening update. Now really deep in Cowboy country. I got a beer at the bar attached to our Hotel before bed, and sat outside on the terrace. The two snippets of conversation I overheard were:
"I don't mind him huntin' deer but I told him if he does bring it home in meat packages. I'm an animal lover so I don't like seein' em hurt."
"He's had two extra calves, so it's going to be a good year for him"
Yeehaw!
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