Welcome to West Virginia!

Welcome to the place to be for loggers, bears, and a real live plethora of history-makers, wig-wearers, and did i mention bears? Tons of bears. We've plunked right in to the capital city of Charleston, home of Daniel Boone in the year 1791, and now the land of a million nicknames, some of which include:

a) Home of Hospitality (Mr. Rogers, Hot Apple Pie, Fresh Sheets)
b) Chemical Valley (Logging, Bear Poop, combination, etc.)
c) Chucktown (as in Berry, Taylor, E. Cheese..)
d) God's Love Basket

Hold it. Hold it right there. If you've been following this journey for more than three stops, you might guess that i'm going to spend the rest of my entry making fun of ol' option d). But you know what, i'm grown up now, and i've learned a lot over the course of this last year in San Francisco. If Charleston wants to go by God's Love Basket, well i'll be damned, thats fine by me. Who am i to judge God's Love Basket? God's Love Basket can love whoever God's Love Basket chooses to love, and i'll respect its decision, because, well, i'm its father. Now, lets image search: Love Basket.

Yeah, i mean, a perfectly feasible concept. When i'm dead and happy, i know that i'd love a chance to shine through some holes to let everybody else know about it. Otherwise, what's the point, right? Plus, it starts with "perhaps" so no matter what, we know we're just talking about a little artistic freedom of expression. Like saying, "Perhaps the entire population of Charleston, West Virginia, was invaded and replaced by a breed of highly evolved God/Bears." See, you can play too!


Ten Days Walking: 48.27 miles

Total Distance Covered: 2,180.24 miles

Charleston, West Virginia