No, my wanderlust has not slacked off. But I am ready to depart the populated East. (Linus from Peanuts: “I love society! It’s the people I can’t stand!”)
The map below illustrates a possible route. Deviations are expected! I still have thoughts of using ferries from the Anchorage area, getting off at various ports. I’ve been taking many days off to see significant cities so far. This will probably not be the case so much, so forward progress should (must) improve. There is much to see in the Pacific Northwest, but I may need to cover them during subsequent short(!) rides from San Diego.
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
