Bouts to go Grizzly Adams on yer ass.

Wrote this in Sandpoint, Idaho…

Admittedly, at the start of this tour, I was green when it comes to the outdoors. I may exude the elitist REI member persona, but don’t let the Patagonia fleece and earth toned beanie fool you, a few weeks ago I didn’t even know how to operate my own camp stove.

But all that has changed now. As I near the border of Montana, I must say, I am now a man of the earth. I bathe in the river.  Cheez-its get stuck in my beard. People inch away from me in the line at the bank. And I grind my coffee with a rock.

Be forewarned, When I get back to Seattle I will be a quiet, interpersonal being who writes books and keeps to himself- only emerging to say a few profound words, then returning to my Georgetown loft apartment.