Another good day in paradise that could end in less than 3 weeks. Im tired, I need rest but I am in a hostel in Maine, clean, well fed and getting ready for the final assault. I want so badly for this to end well, to be closer to God and man, to have NO REGRETS. It was a 15 mile day with good trail, good views, and good water. When I look at the pictures, I am truly amazed. I stare in wonderment, was I really there, was I a part of that vastness? Maine, what little I have seen has been good to me, my feet are dry, the skies clear, the nights cool and the days have been sunny. I’m in Andover, a sleepy little hamlet with not much more than good people and a post office. Oh and a killer dinner.
