I Go Out Walking
As I prepare to go out walking, I owe thanks to a few people who have helped me put together an ambitious month-long trek through the middle of Nowhere. They’re all worth getting to know.
It’s a bitch to try to plan a trip with Roy, especially when I’m staring down the barrel of sharing a room with him and his lover, I mean, his Sleep Apnea Machine.
Not to mention his gas.
Randy Fought at Natchez Trace Travel has the patience of a dozen saints. He reviewed my itinerary and, rather than rub his hands together and take my money, he actually helped me pick better locations than I would’ve on my own. He even booked rooms along the Trace with properties he doesn’t represent, all in an effort to make my journey less stressful.
Somehow, he got the whole Dad thing. When I emailed him for the hundredth time with questions like, “Will there be somewhere for me to wash Dad’s crusty underwear???”, he always responded with a cheerful ‘yes.’
He didn’t pay me to plug Natchez Trace Travel. Still, I can say I’ve planned three separate trips with Randy (two for book research and my big, fat, crazy walk), and I can’t imagine spending a night on the Trace any other way. He knows everything about the Natchez Trace, and he makes sure his clients are prepared to enjoy the trip of a lifetime, whether on bikes, on horseback, in a car or on foot.
The three of us. On a real adventure. On the Natchez Trace.
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