it felt good to finally nose past 800 miles.
800 is nice,
but as we all know
until you have done 900
you haven’t done anything.
this wasn’t a banner day for mileage.
but i did manage to only get a little wet with heavy weather all around…
and finish up in norwalk ohio minutes ahead of the big deluge!
on the other hand,
i must have fed a thousand mosquitos,
and killed a thousand more.
i set a personal best that i hope never to break,
killing 8 mosquitoes with one slap.
i started this journey to see america
and i am seeing it.
not the one you read about
the divisive, angry, selfish society of the internet.
i am seeing the real america…
generous, friendly, welcoming.
friends old and new come to join me on the road as i pass thru their home towns
talking about not just the history or the geography of the place
but about friends and family
and growing up in this great country;
on farms, in cities, or in the peripatetic life of the military or just the wandering soul.
strangers stop to see if i need help.
police stop to tell me to be careful.
random people hand me a bottle of water.
curious people ask where i am going…
and everyone wishes me luck in my travels.
we do not stop often enough
to consider what a great place this is to live
and what a great time it is to live here.
the good old days are today.