I finally got my computer's hard drive cleaned off enough that I could upload *most* of the photos from our trip (and doing so filled the drive back up again, putting me right back where I started).
I couldn't settle on just a handful of pictures (out of the 1500+), so I've spread two handfuls out over two posts.
I don't have much to say about the trip when people ask me, except amazing, beautiful, awe-inspiring, overwhelming, exhausting, and other such meaningless adjectives.
A friend of mine asked me the other day to tell some stories from the trail and I froze…I couldn't think of anything.
Maybe I'm just not a natural storyteller (let's repeat that earlier question, shall we: And I'm supposed to be writing a book about it???).
It's been a month. You'd think that would be enough time to wrap my brain around the experience, but perhaps not.
I've been trying to get as much of it down on paper (or screen, as it were), while the memories are still fresh, but I keep running into roadblocks, both technological (that darn overstuffed hard drive and a suddenly dysfunctional charge cable) and mental (such as an overwhelming desire to lie around rereading old mystery novels all day and night).
So while I work on getting the bones of the book down and writing some shorter pieces that hopefully will be out there in the world for you to read soon, I'll share some photos.