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Here’s a fun yarn about how things went wrong the day I set out to gather the colors left behind by the setting sun. Who knew color-gathering could be so risky? As I mentioned previously, this vlog is in transition. The storytelling tour may be over, but there are still plenty of stories waiting to…

Howdy folks! When I ended our walking tour a little more than two weeks ago, I promised that I would give you an update as soon as I got home and had a chance to spend time with my family. I’ve been home a while now, and all is well — but the truth is,…

Long journeys are full of surprises. Unexpected events can take you by storm at any moment. Or things you thought might happen come about so fast, you find yourself scrambling to respond. Today began with some bad news from back home. By lunchtime, the worst had happened. So unfortunately, this will be the last vlog…

Well, we skipped dinner and breakfast, but it could have been a lot worse. The water sources we were counting on had dried up. Perhaps we shouldn’t have walked past all those cattle tanks. That said, I’ve pulled water from cow troughs and muddy ponds before, and thought I’d spare you the experience. I still…

It’s 44 miles between Wessington Springs and Fort Thompson. The only town in between – Gann Valley – is three miles off the route and doesn’t seem to have any stores or restaurants. We carried a bunch of water when we started out, but the day turned hot and cloudless with no wind, and creeks…

Folks … never, ever pass another vehicle when a pedestrian is walking on the left-hand shoulder. He doesn’t know you’re there, and you don’t know what he’s going to do. There’s a reason we walk facing traffic: anything in that oncoming lane is a threat, and we need to know about it. But we can’t…

Well, we had a long way to go to get to food and water today. When we finally reached Country Pumper, the gas station/ restaurant a few miles west of Artesian, we realized it might be our only food stop all day, so we made it count. We stayed a good two hours and never…

We are halfway there! Approximately. It’s tough to add up all the miles traveled, and even tougher to figure the miles yet to come. But Jake’s Corner, a truckstop in Winfred, South Dakota, is pretty close. We arrived without any fanfare a-tall, and celebrated with a cheese sausage dog and a ham salad sandwich. The…

Wow. I thought I had uploaded this video while I was locked away in my hotel room in Madison. Shows you how Town Side tasks can get away from you, if you’re not vigilant.

There is not a living soul in all of South Dakota who hasn’t stopped and offered us a ride. And we’ve only been in the state a little more than a day. I exaggerate only slightly. My Cool Town Theory, in which the friendliness of the locals is gauged by the number of rides offered,…