The pastor of the UCC in Boonville, Julia Fiocco, and her husband Larry Jones hosted us at the start of this stretch. While our presence midweek prevented us from attending a service, the Advent season found us participating in a … Continue reading
We entered Kansas from the southwest corner and would be departing through Kansas City, near the northeast corner. Since much of Kansas originally was partitioned into square tracts of farmland, this meant a zigzag pattern of hiking east and north … Continue reading
The week started with a rest day in Cimarron to wait out a snowstorm. We stayed at the Cimarron Hotel, the same place where the original team that mapped out the ADT stayed to also wait out a wintry storm. … Continue reading
A passing motorist stopped to warn us about a coming storm, in defiance of the red sky that greeted our first evening in Kansas, allegedly an indicator of “sailor’s delight” and good weather. Dusk found us chatting with a rancher … Continue reading
We took a rest day in Pueblo. I had hoped to present at a college in the city and get publicity from the local news sources, but neither happened. Instead, the tone for what would happen during our journey across … Continue reading
We left Crested Butte packed for a five day stretch that would bring us to Leadville, the highest town in the United States. Already while hiking in Colorado we met more people than in the whole states of Nevada and … Continue reading
The temperatures while we were in Grand Junction barely exceeded 100 degrees. The natives considered this a heat wave and offered their sympathy to us having to endure such heat. On the contrary we felt like we were in paradise! … Continue reading
This week begins Kindness Wednesday, the third in a series that so far includes Beautiful Monday and Cultural Tuesday. These are based on the movements of the American Discovery symphony. The goal of this series is to provide a platform … Continue reading
The past couple of weeks I struggled with some injuries. The first one was a strained pectoral muscle, which I first felt when I woke up in the morning, but soon discovered that how I moved Cindy likely was the … Continue reading
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During our walk across the country our motto was “Believe in Humanity.” I printed this on T-shirts for sale, to help fund our walk. Ironically, I gave away as many as I sold in thanks for the kindness bestowed upon … Continue reading
