Somewhere along the St. Lawrence…

Hello. Yes.
Happy Independence Day, fellow country humans. Happy recent Canada Day, Canadians. Happy…

Somewhere in Orford…

Here we are. You, reading this and doing whatever it is you do. Me. Lying in my bivvy, listening to the mosquito horde about 6 inches from my face thirsting for my blood…

St. Albans, VT, to Orford, Quebec

Hey, hooligans. Rain is falling again all over these hills, so instead of walking I am going to sit here and write to you. With coffee. I have a Pavlovian response to hot drinks, rain, and writing…

Coolest bear claws

yep. zehr cool.

Whoarghh Long Trail connection side trip eh?

Dear y’all,

I was peacefully hiking along, enjoying this breeze and swatting madly at blackflies, horseflies, and the errant mosquito, when suddenly I was overcome by the awful gut sinking feeling that I always get when something horrible is about to happen because of something I’ve done… am currently doing…

Huzzah vacay in the Green Mountains

Hey y’all,

Just a quick update on where things are at. I’ve mashed my noggin full of books and things, gotten my maps, washed my socks, recharged all my batteries, and…

About the Jesse Lewis Choose Love movement

Hanover, New Hampshire.

It has no hostels, but the trail runs right across the beautiful town, passing their college green and eventually meandering up behind the baseball fields to a shelter a short ways north. I don’t remember how long they’ve been doing it for, but the people who live there…

Dropping south! Going north! Such adventure.

Hi hooligans,

This is the dream.

I have been gainfully unemployed for almost 23 months. The teacher in me is distressed at this. I miss my former students, despite my unwelcome ability to make horrible mistakes in class that probably scarred us all forever.

In Quebec city

I guess I spoke too soon when I told you I wasn’t going to be able to see Avengers. Jury’s still out on whether or not I will wastefully spend money and go eat popcorn and stuff; but for the record, I have dropped south along the St. Lawrence River, and washed up in the oldest part of Quebec City.

Part 4: I meet a human, but can’t hike with them

Dear people, readers of mine bloggen,

Every time I get grumpy, I burn my bread. It partially happened again, today. It’s like training a puppy, except it’s the universe….