The White horse rides...

I'm leaving tommorow for my adventure in Whitehorse. A little excited, a little nervous, a little (gulp) scared even. Don't know what to expect. Expectations...plahhh. Haven't been on a plane in quite a while. I'm bringing an acorn and a rock from my house, want to keep connected. WHat hippy shit. Or maybe not.

At any rate, ready or not, I'm coming to ride the Whitehorse stampede....