Four Swiss hikers flew out this morning. A couple of hunters flew in. We talked with folks and enjoyed the day. We flew a kite, drank the Guinness, and enjoyed life. My time in here is almost gone, and surprisingly, I'm a little afraid.
Life here is simple.
I miss many aspects of that reality. But as I lie in my cozy tent right now, the thought of driving in D.C. traffic is scary. The challenge is to learn how to flow, and it's the same process on Massachusetts Avenue or the Kongakut River. I'll be fine. Certain realities from here, though, I am ready to leave.