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?


Who knew there was an association just for me? If I ever move to Oregon I'll certainly join.

Yak and I had the chance to goof off one last time at our host's place in Ashland before I hit the trail again and he stuck his thumb out for an interstate hitch south.

The mysterious, hilarious, all-powerful WOODEN JALEPENO that we carried from Drakesbad to Oregon. Yak has it now.

Bobcat, Joyce, and Yak as we part ways.

My first night soloing again blessed me with a commanding view down over Ashland and interstate 5. Spectacular.


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