What happens when the cool winds of Alaska meets up with the tropical breezes of Brazil, and a Yankee Clipper from New York State? I don’t know either, but we are about to find out. See you all in Eastern Canada!
”Now the Four Way Lodge is opened, now the Hunting Winds are loose,
Now the Smokes of Spring go up to clear the brain;
Now the Young Men’s hearts are troubled for the whisper of the Trues;
Now the Red Gods make their medicine again…
We must go, go, go away from here.
On the other side the world we’re overdue…”
—- Rudyard Kipling
Cheers, and by all means, Stay Beautiful!