Proving that there is simply nothing I’m not willing to sell in trying to find an actual, official corporate sponsor for this trip, I will be making the entire trip – 24 days, 25 states, 8000 miles, 129 hours of driving, hiking the Grand Canyon, walking the Vegas Strip, and climbing to a glacier on Mount Ranier – on two pair of underwear.

The girl-child has not yet been convinced to try this, but I do know she will not like to be three miles down into the Grand Canyon, in July, when it’s 105-degrees … in cotton underwear.  That could turn out badly.

According to their website, these are quick-drying enough so that an evening wash of one pair in the sink will be fresh, new and dry come morning.  We will be putting that to the test.