Chronicles of the Wayward Moot

WELCOME TO THE MOOT, oh world-wanderers and word-whisperers. After two years of Peace Corps. After 2,200 miles on the Pacific Crest Trail. What. Comes. Next?


Trail magic of sorts.

At the Manning Park Lodge where the Greyhound dropped me off, I met with yet another sign that I'm on the right track: A carved Bobcat in the wooden pillars of the entrance.

And here it is, your moment of Zen.

Ptarmigan trailside. Would still love to see a bobcat in the wild, but that's rare.


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