Explorer and hero.
Canadian explorer. Well, explorer of what became Canada.
A photo of rectangular granite bollards, set in an apparently infinitely receding series near the Astoria Column, complement reflections on historic Lewis and Clark landmarks and how nice it is to have dry feet. Oh yeah, and food.
Putting genteel Georgia behind us, we angle across rural northern Florida to the Gulf Coast and hang a right. And then we drive. And drive. Most of those two days in early January is spent on the who-knew-it-was-so-wide Florida panhandle, an on-the-face-of-it ridiculous allocation of coastline that undoubtedly reflects some …