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.
Can the birds read the sign? It’s pointing at a great perch for them.
Checking Google Maps, this sign was still here in 2015. It probably still is there as of 2022, too.