They say, "If you don't have anything good to say, don't say anything at all," so I won't. I will, however, give you three words to ponder: monsoon mud melee.
That said, this post is to inform readers that in two days we expect to reach the Mexico border, and that the next update will be written from California, with the comforts of a cushioned chair and full belly.
Thoughts and prayers are appreciated as I combat eleven or more saddle sores during these two consecutive 60-plus-mile days to the finish line, where misery ends and real life begins.
Rock 'n' roll!
Team BLAZING Saddle Sores