Tales from the Trail #18: Thriving once again in Thrive …

It was still quite difficult walking on this day, without question, and yet I had somehow made it the 10+ miles through the preceding night along Highway 31 to the town of Scottsburg by the following morning. And I found myself limping towards a local gas station there on the outskirts of the same, when […]

Tales from the Trail #17: Flowing freely down the Freeway …

I had been walking a ways towards the town of Henryville, thinking that it would only be an hour or two more of hobble-limping down the tarmac until I could arrive and find some rest there, when I saw up ahead that the road was blocked off by signs claiming that there was no through […]

Tales from the Trail #16: A mishmash of misunderstanding in Memphis …

I started to get more & more heavily rained upon as I proceeded that afternoon (which really wasn’t too annoying, seeing as how my waterproof bag was thoroughly protected from the elements and the cool raindrops actually made the still-ultra-warm day much more pleasant for walking), and so I went ahead and stuck my thumb […]

Tales from the Trail #15: Just another god named Jeremy …

And it was relatively soon thereafter that I found myself walking & walking & walking through another increasingly muggy afternoon (a mugginess brought on by temperatures that were for whatever reason not one bit diminished by the steady rainfall that gently soaked me for the first hour or so of that day’s journey). In truth, […]

Tales from the Trail #14: Benevolence over the Barrell …

My new knee brace actually helped quite a bit with the pain I had been experiencing (pain which was now persistently occasional but no longer sharp or shooting) and I eventually made my way through the night to Sellersburg (napping surprisingly well alongside the road at various spots along the way).. And it was here […]

Tales from the Trail #13: The many blessings of many Braces …

Things weren’t getting any better as I sloooooooowly made my way down Highway 60W (which at some point had turned into Frankfort Ave), all the way through Louisville towards the Ohio River. In truth, things got so bad at one point that a super-spiesig coffee shop owner (in a place called Caffe Classico) dismissed me […]

Tales from the trail #12: A legacy of loss in Louisville …

I eventually came to the initial outskirts of the great city of Louisville, and here is where my Walk truly began to fall apart. Yes, there had been a number of very difficult days tread beforehand, and a number of challenging trials that I had been able to transcend as well, and yet Highway 60W […]

Tales from the Trail #11: A most religious Rest-stop …

It became quickly clear to me that Highway 60W – a road with frequent traffic and little shade and no stable shoulders to speak of – was without doubt a highway that should only be walked in the very dead of night. And yet I was already well on my way that morning by the […]

Tales from the Trail #10: On the LOVE of Linton & Leslie …

I had been dropped off by kind-hearted Jimmy at the Panera in Frankfort that morning*, and I waited there awhile to get started – eventually hitting The Road at around 9am. And this later start was anything but recommendable, seeing as how it was already a true scorcher of a day, even at that early […]

Tales from the Trail #09: A euphoric epiphany in Eubank …

Onward & onward I walked – through yet another night and well into yet another morning – and I was still seemingly “in the middle of nowhere” when I was blessed to happen upon the Eubank Baptist Church, quite fortunately on a Sunday morning as well, while a church service there was already in full […]

Tales from the Trail #08: Surfing the shade in Somerset …

I did indeed eventually make it “back to civilization” (after my looooong walk through the heart of the Daniel Boone National Forest the night before), initially coming to the “harsh-toned” village of Burnside*, where the overtly suspicious glances & openly dismissive words of the vast majority of the local residents I encountered quickly inspired me […]