Days Fifty-Three and Fifty-Four, Housekeeping

The unused pastureland on which I set up my tent turned out to be used pastureland. When I woke up it was full of cowboys. They waved at me and were most hospitable but I figured it was only a matter of time before the cows turned up and were on me like a swarm of admirers. I packed up and hiked to Helena.

Where I have been for two days, tending my back and cleaning up all my gear. And neglecting my correspondence. Thank you for your kind patience.

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