What a difference a day makes. Last night and tonight I am staying at a hiker hostel in Andover Maine where some of my hiker buddies landed. We told stories sang songs and communed. It’s left me feeling refreshed and enlightened. The lesson learned is that I’m much more interested in friends than hanging out with trees. Thursday I will be only 220 miles from home and I can’t wait.
We can’t wait either!
What are you going to do with the John Muir trail beard at the end?
Ray,
You are getting that Zeus look!?!
You could have thrown lightning bolts down on us puny mortals with Mountain Music eminating from the electricity.
I’d love to take B&W portrait pics.