home stretch

Hey all! I’m writing you from a mildly mildew stained tent from Tahquamenon Falls park in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan.

nap with one eye open

A red squirrel has been twitching around my campsite since I arrived an hour ago and now he’s taken to shrill screaming about two feet from my head. I think it’s because he can smell the leftover french fries stuffed in my fanny pack. Seriously, dude, I ain’t sharing. And winter cometh so you’re just burning daylight when you could be gathering acorns or whatever.
I’ve been writing everyday but haven’t had time to carefully craft these posts. But Ontario was a hell of an adventure so I’ll have lots to say. Until then, here is a pretty pic of the big beauty herself.