I Have Slipped The Surly Bonds Of Earth

And, while with silent, lifting mind I’ve trod
The high un-trespassed sanctity of space,
Put out my hand, and touched the face of God.

Or some kind of crap like that.

If I am not mistaken, that is Mount Rainier. I got quite a shot of it as my flight approached Sea-Tac. I didn’t manage to get what would undoubtedly have been a great shot of the airport sign welcoming me to the city because I left my phone on the plane! Luckily, that crisis was resolved satisfactorily, and the phone was returned to me after a minor, panic-inducing comedy of errors. Driving was accomplished, and I made it to my hotel for the night to write this for you all. In the morning, though, my epic journey will begin with my first official cache of Washington State in…