few photos, and then i go around to every other person to see which one of them takes the best one. it’s got to be perfect! none of them will do. i snap one more with my self timer, and it’s everything i ever wanted.
the wind is blowing very strong, i am losing daylight hours, and am beginning to get cold. so i leave. every step forward now, is a step i don’t have to take back. every step forward is progress to the bigger picture. no matter how slow. only 4,800 miles to go.
on my way down, i meet two very lovely ladies near the water. as if my 