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Day 132 Home, a new definition

I described Day one as mighty. Day one hundred and thirty two, the final day, could be summed up as peculiar. It began similar to every other day that I’ve experienced in the last four months. I was at a random motel, knocking out a post, packing my things and loading the Goose up for … Continue reading

Take me home, country roads!

It seems like yesterday that we were carving through the sweeping turns of the Skyline Drive, sending you off into the great unknown. But the day count says otherwise. While were were stuck in the 9 to 5 box, waiting to get through the day, you have been out there exploring the faraway corners of … Continue reading

Day 70 Word of the day “white”

Why is “white” the word of the day. To start off, it was snowing in Ruidoso when I left. It wasn’t bad though, only flurries. The agenda was to visit White Sands National Monument/Park and explore the rare patch of white sand dunes. ¬†Finally, these massive, cotton ball-esque, beautiful clouds unexpectedly dominated my pictures all … Continue reading

Day 69 Roswell to Ruidoso

I woke up refreshed with a solid three hours of sleep. I really like my new camping pad, but it could use a little help from, say, another pad or a thick blanket. I’m going to buy one or the other but I’m not sure which one will be more beneficial. The blankets pro and … Continue reading

Days 59 and 60 Big Bend. The prettiest thing I’ve seen without two legs

Big Bend greeted me with a cold clear morning after my first nights camp at the park. Another bird also greeted me as I was making coffee and grabbing a bite to eat. This feathered foul friend was a road runner like the ones from the cartoons. He scoped me out for a bit hoping … Continue reading

Day 58 Foggy to Fantastic

Time 5:57am. Problem, I was awake. Solution, get packing. For what? Big Bend National Park, the place that I’ve been more nervous about visiting than any other place on the journey. Why? Mostly the media and secondly, it is one of the most remote places in the United States. From everything I’ve read about the … Continue reading

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My name's Mike Krabal and I am from Jefferson County WV. I'm a thirty year old guy who still believes that you can be anything you want to be. I'm on a mission to find out exactly what that is.

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