Just before I cross the Mississippi I know that having a memorable photo is a necessity. To get a panoramic view a selfie won’t work so I recruit a photographer of sorts. First a homeless man named Ray agrees to help. But after I leave the river I discover that for unknown reasons the photos did not come out. Undaunted I recruit a local young man, Mon, who lives near the river. We are successful. But, Mon’s bright white sneakers are smeared with Mississippi mud. He rushes home to clean them and look good once again. It is then I notice the bulky electronic tracking device strapped to his leg. Best of luck my friend.
Monday, June 1st, 2015
I actually reached 6217 miles on January 24, 2015