Moving on WestTrans-Continental Walker/Professional Wanderer/Fundraiser
Feb. 2019 - Sep. 2019All Across AmericaIn 2019, just after turning 50, I walked away from 27 year career as a chef, jumped in my car, and drove down to a dusty little town near the Mexico border… where he found a one year old pup, his future walking and life companion. He was a scrappy street pup trying to survive in Tijuana. I scooped him up, named me Wink (cute, right?), and told him we were going on an adventure. What I didn’t tell him was that we were headed clear across the country—starting at the Atlantic Ocean and walking 3,235 miles back to the Pacific. Yep. Paw by paw, day by day, we crossed 12 states, averaging 21 miles a day for 231 days. By the end, we’d taken over 7.68 million steps and dove triumphantly into the Pacific at Newport Beach, California. I cried. Wink wagged. Every night—whether we were in a cheap motel or curled up in our leaky tent—I wrote our story. And woven into it was a raw, not-so-fairytale tale of love, loss, and murder. Death, Disovery and Carne Asada is our story and it's mostly true.