Crossing into Idaho at Cooper Pass, I'm about 200 feet higher than I was when I crossed the Continental Divide, which I thought was going to be the highest elevation of the trip.
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.