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.
Where’s the beef?
oooohhhhh……Matt, There’s another hill for me to climb!
I like my steaks medium with baked potato on the side with lots of sour cream and butter please. Oh and it needs to be a porterhouse steak. Thanks bunches!
Sounds great to me, I know, not to you Matt! Sorry, nothing like a real fresh one for me.
dang.. these make me wanna a burger!
It’s what’s for dinner!
*Yes, I’m a victim of the beef council marketing campaign.*
I have the same sign on my bedroom door.
Hahahaha! Where’s the beef? It’s in KC’s room!
You know you’re getting some altitude when the clouds look as if they are rising right out of the mountains.
All of Matt’s photos here are great, but I can tell I’m really going to enjoy the shots of the Rockies.
Matt did you email wendy’s. the hunt is finally over…the beef is found.
Does this mean you’re really entering choice beef country?