September 16-
No journaling from Judd but a couple postings on FB and Instagram, (and he’s
on fire on Words with Friends although he says it eats up his battery if he looks at the screen too long. )—He is in a new state (Connecticut.) He received BOX 1 from me and texted that he
had shared his whisky nips with his trail partners for the night: an older
fellow, Haiku, in a hammock and a younger fellow in a tent. He said it’s getting colder and I CAN send his
long pants in the next box. Apparently it's dry enough that just a jug of water counts as trail magic.
Speaking of haikus:
Partner for the night:
A Haiku in a hammock
Whisky on our breath
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