A wooden sign in the forest reads PLEASE STAY ON TRAIL, reminiscent of a long, winding road, with a white arrow pointing to the right. Pine trees tower above a forest floor scattered with twigs and rocks, creating a serene woodland path.

The Long And Winding Road

IT LIVES!

Yes, the drought soon comes screeching to a halt as we resume our journey anywhere (which at the current moment is north on the Pacific Crest Trail).

Trudging through the wilderness for the past couple months have proven unlike anything I could have ever imagined. Will I make it to Canada? Will the trail lead to my doom? Is someone else now writing on my behalf due to my being incapacitated? Does it really matter?

So prepare yourself, tomorrow at noon (Pacific Standard Time) you will suddenly find yourself confronted with new travel accounts to feast your tired eyes upon (and distract yourself from responsibilities).

Let the journey continue.

Let me filthy hand guide your journey.
I changed my mind, allow my filthy hand guide you instead.

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