MONDAY FUNDAY #WALKABOUTS

SO.
after giving the cat a bath we were sitting outside to dry, smelling the beautiful spring air, when we got a whiff of something peculiar.
it was not the cat farting.
it was the smell of needing to leave. (though they could be confused as they are related in certain ways)

anyhow, it was clear that walkabout time had come.
leaving time is 4am tomorrow morning. we'll be back with thickly calloused feet and many stories to tell. but we don't know when we'll be back. it might be a quiet return, it might not. we'll see i guess.