I'm sure that's not true, but go ahead, Wally.
Right again, but we're in North Carolina now.
You know what a plane is.
You know planes are real.
They do. The first one was invented just up the coast from here. Which we will see because we won't be in a plane flying too high to see anything. Why are you talking like an English aristocrat anyway?
You're not even close. Throw in some "ahoys" and "avasts," maybe an "arrrr" or two.
You just sound like a bad Englishman. Pirates aren't gentlemen anyway, that goes against the whole point of being a pirate.
Always with the Game of Thrones.
I thought you loved breaks!
Don't worry, Wally, Spring isn't even over yet. We got all summer to worry about it.
Yea, but it's a glorious two weeks.
Probably, but if it gets cold enough we can resupply with ice cream and it won't melt.
That will be a trick, won't it? But look, Wally, it's not snowing today. It is bright and sunny and the wind is at our backs. Isn't that all that really matters?
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Yes. Isn't that all that really exists?
Always good to hear from Wally. I kind of look at it as the litmus test of your sanity as you continue on the journey that wonderfully refuses to end if for no other reason that being in the moment is one of its greatest lessons.
Glad to see you're keeping up with the happenings on the Columbia. WA is breaching dams on the Olympic Peninsula, too.