Mar 12

Seven days on my way to Lavender and I think I'm only halfway there. Anyone can look on a map and see that routes 12 through 15, also known as the Walking Road, are the farthest stretch between cities in the world. But I was completely unprepared for how long this road truly is. Luckily, the weather has stayed favorable and if I keep up this pace, I should be in Lavender by next week.

Since I have no interview to relate, I'll just quickly mention a few things that I've seen. This coastline is choked with birds. At one point two days ago, the sun was nearly eclipsed by a flock of Fearow. I huddled beneath a corpse of trees as the flock passed over, with luck avoiding their notice. Unfortunately, that was one of the only times I escaped the notice to these birds. Pidgeotto and spearow dive-bomb me at least once every couple of hours, not to mention the dangerous gusts and whirlwinds that crop up in their passing. My blastoise's cannons have kept most of them at bay, but they always return.

A large militia of Bird Keepers from Fuchsia patrols the coast, doing their best to keep the wild avian population down. But even all their efforts can barely compete with the sheer numbers they are up against. These brave men have saved me at least twice since I set out. A few even had a battle with me to show some ways I could combat aerial pokemon. I am truly indebted to them.

Another thing that has been a great help to me is the rod I picked up in Vermillion. My provisions would have run out long ago if I hadn't been able catch a fish every day from the banks. Why, just the other day I caught this huge magikarp. Vulpix used flamethrower on it, but I think it got burned. Still tasted good, though!