Fredericksburg is about 1160 miles from my home, so if I walk 100 plus miles each month, I can make it by Christmas. It is a good thing I started early. I left here on the first day of the year, and by the end of the day January 3rd, I was a couple of miles past Burlington, Arkansas. By January 22, I was on I-44, just past Springfield, Missouri. A couple of days ago, I passed Lebanon, on my way to St. Louis, where I will be about 310 miles from home. Yesterday, I made it to mile 141,where I camped on the Eastern bank of the Gasconade River. I am now almost halfway to St. Louis.
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| Route 66 bridge over Gasconade River. |
I used Google to find my mileage between points. They suggested I might want to book a flight and that a walk like this could be very dangerous. Still, I am undeterred.
Today, in Lebanon, it is supposed to be about 55 degrees. Good walking weather.
I have always wanted to see Yellowstone. I think that will be my next destination.
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We did this once at school. We were in teams and it was a race. It was all a little ridiculous. I thought then that a solo trip to get somewhere would be a better metaphor for me. I am afraid if I picked a destination...I had better just come to see you as I would never arrive at Granny Sarah's. I sure hope her and Charles are not fussing and he is staying out of the rum while you are there. Hope she has more that than one feather bed. She may send you over to Mary Gholson's to sleep.
Well I'll just say it now....I am NOT cooking Thanksgiving or Christmas dinner for your family...
and....since the price of goats are up I will be selling those goats...
and don't beg to come home early!
Fleta I sent you a box of pants...I think there was 6 in there...I have 2 more pair of capries that I will bring to you in April
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