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.
If I recall, “CFS” means Country Fried Steak. Yum.
I did a story about GPS-controlled tractors back in 2001. A fascinating technology– and the best lede I ever wrote. http://www.novariant.com/news/pdfs/autofarm_feature_stories/101801AZRepTractorsgohi.pdf
You’re right — nice opener!
Wow!