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12/21/2014

The excitement for the road returned to my feet. I was ready to ride the wind at the crack of dawn. When I ran out of fresh shoes, aches crept into my body. It was then that this adventure began to lose its luster. My mental and physical health had always been tied together so both needed to be in tune to conquer such a journey. But, before I could hit the road, I still had to expel the waste from the trailer.

Through several states I had been fortunate enough to capture shots of various wildlife. On day 112 I had brought my camera to add some photos to my collection. A shot of a live alligator eluded my camera but I did get a few cranes. They cohabitated mainly in the swamp but I did notice that some of the birds seemed to have adapted to life next to huge refineries...

12/20/2014

The constant flow of water from the sky kept Crystal and me inside the entire day. We went to a coffee shop to catch up on work. She was busy on the computer and phones searching for an RV park that would donate a stay for the evening. A gentleman dressed in hospital scrubs overheard Crystal’s attempts on the phone and gave us a few suggestions of where to look. David ended up donating the money for a night’s stay and he bought some books for his son. It was a blessing. Despite the downpour, we spent a cozy day in the trailer. Hands down, it beat trying to go up against some of the maniacs behind the wheel.

With yet another day of rest completed, my body was once again like new. It was time to push myself. I slipped on a new pair of Saucony shoes to resume the journey...

12/18/2014

Crystal parked our trailer on the side of the Hilton Hotel in downtown Baton Rouge. I walked through a hallway under renovation led by a pleasant scent of gingerbread. When I reached the lobby, I waited to check discovered the smell of gingerbread came from a gingerbread house replica of the hotel. I was ready for one full day of rest and relaxation. The Hilton provided us with a room on the eighth floor overlooking the Mississippi river. The black and white photos on the wall complimented the view of grey skies. I stayed off my feet for most of the day, except for when I walked to the river to get a closer look at some steamboats.

Full rest days have kept the body from completely shutting off...