It’s a simple statement, but it carries power, doesn’t it?
Tomorrow I take off for the West. The real West, where I grew up, where I learned to love the outdoors before being rolled over to the gator-infested swamps.
In other words, I’m going home.
I have a plan, and I hope that I haven’t scheduled too much or too ambitiously. But I have 34 National Parks and Monuments to get to in the next two months, and god willing, I will get there.
From here on out, I will be posting about each place I visit and the trails I will take. It’ll be a trek, but it will certainly be worthwhile.
Here’s to The Long Road Home.