Wow
Day 14
Wow what beauty Alaska. From the tree barren tundra, up the rocky Continental Divide, wobbling through spooky pine forests, across muddy, angry and sucked dry rivers, alongside sun bouncing lakes, into road bends of dirt and gravel, neither paved or asphalt slick, Alaska guides me to feel, smell and even sleep with her without even asking why. And the Alaskans are always there, I’m sure aware, that there is a lonely walker shuffling through their space. OK I’m hooked, but after strolling 800 miles in Alaska’s hold don’t I have a right to feel so bold?
Wow