2000 Miles.......

Silas has passed the 2000 mile mark. In a few days he will pickup his last supply package.

I guess it's time to start thinking about leaving trail life behind.

Silas is pretty sure Maine is one big rock covered with a thicket. Except were it's mud and roots.

Sometimes you just have to wash the Hiker crust off.

Certainly, man walks about like a mere shadow.
Indeed, he frantically rushes around in vain,
gathering possessions
without knowing who will get them.
 Now, Lord, what do I wait for?
My hope is in You.

^{-Psalm 39: 6 & 7-}