That's the idea, at least. I'm walking westward from New York City for nine months or so.
If everything goes according to plan, I'll be in Oregon when the clock runs out.
If nothing goes according to plan, maybe I'll end up in Peru or Mongolia or Pennsylvania.
You can read all about the details of my trip
if you're so inclined.
There’s a whole lot of cute going on in this photo. :O)
Closer, Matt! Get closer!!
That’s a big donkey!
You’ve shot 2500 pounds of meat. You only managed to bring 175 pounds back to your wagon.
Watch out for the dysentery…it will get you every time!
They look very bison-like, even from a distance.